Lil B - Rock Ice lyrics

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Lil B - Rock Ice lyrics

[Soulja Boy] I do my thing pull up rolling that swisher Got my young n***as on me, b**hes taking them pictures Kodak moment when you see me cause my whole clip loaded SOD, I'm like the bomb then that n***a exploded And that pistol is toted 2K holding the Glock .45 and I hit the block and that b**h so hot Pop a collar my n***a, I'm like a pimp on dro Got a young a** n***a and that b**h is cooking up doe .44 When I hit the block and I'm rolling up swishers And them young a** n***as got them young a** k**ers Got a young a** goon, n***a 15 years old With a uzi automatic and it's bigger than swole Shoot in his nose Got my young n***as with me And we gonna shoot that b**h until that motherf**er empty And I'm holding the semi, I got 8 on my plate And 9 came in and punched his a** straight in his face BasedGod on my side Make a n***a remember And my j**els froze like its the middle September For you hate a**, fake a**, b**h a**, snitch a** busters I'm aiming at the temple for you weak a** motherf**ers My n***as rolling deep and you know we be riding SOD we got the money and you know we gonna divide it I got n***as on my team, real n***as that's hustling SOD we getting money for you trick a** busters [Lil B] n***a got diamonds on my motherf**ing neck Got bad b**hes on my motherf**ing dick Straight Westside n***a come up on a b**h n***a come up over here, bring the blues to your b**h Run up on me n***a get it to your face n***a f**ing with that b**h put that dead to your face n***a BasedGod came straight with Soulja Boy n***a repping that sh**, get money then destroy Taking that b**h, n***a iced out Coming deep n***a, B-Town in your mouth Coming through n***a, real goons in your house I ain't never gave a f**, b**h yea yell it out n***a came in n***a swagged up shawty n***a came in n***a and tote that Glock 40 Masked up n***a I ain't playing no games Came straight through the hood and I ain't saying no names Me and Soulja Boy, Young BasedGod Came straight to the clique n***a ain't want no problem n***a know about it, n***a came and we got him Pretty Boys n***a yea we carrying that problem

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