[Royce]
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uh, yeh
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Rock City is the anthem
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This one is the theme
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My nigga Tre
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[Tre]
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Detroit came up you know we hot
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30 years were gators and big locks
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600's on chrome, you don't stop
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Detroit we just hot
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[Royce]
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My flow switch go, pop like a pistol
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Shit, don't stop, its so hard
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How many times must I tell you how I do?
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How many times must I prove how I do?
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You, get six million ways to die, choose one
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Or, booya!
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you can get one assigned to ya
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Hows about to thump, when I'm thumbin this non Ruger
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Something that will tear you in half and times two ya
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(ooh) I don't think you are better then me
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(no) Nobodys better then me
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Niggas better quit believing they better then a nigga
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thats merely letting them breath, I dead them with ease
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Now come one, you can get swallowed
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If you let your lead get you into something
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That your eraser can't get you out of
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I wrote a song about it, like to hear it here it go
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(ahhhhh haaaaaa) Thank you very much
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[Royce] (Chorus)
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Cause we get this jumpin up in here
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We don't want no trouble up in here
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I gon' get my money up in here
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Ladys is you with me?
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(ooh) Nobodys better then me
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(no) I don't think your better then me
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(ooh) Somebody better believe
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Getcha Paper, Now Lets Go
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[Royce]
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You see how my wrist it glows
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and I'm here to get this dough
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You can see my shit explode
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And if you aint with me (so?)
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(How many?)
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Hits does it take for you to believe me?
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(How many?)
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Times do I gotta tell you its easy?
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(How many?)
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People must I run up on, and?
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(How many?)
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Bout to see the gun up drawn
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Nigga, we just wanna get it up jumpin
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Up in here but ya'll be frontin
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We can rumble anytime, ya'll niggas talkin shit is nothin
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Try to fuck with nothin, but a hustler
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You get gutted like a blunt
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Or you get smoked, or treated like a joke
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Niggas why did you lie? Like you fittin to stop it
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I'm donny ize, lottery ticket? It's in the pocket
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While I'm high, while im on top
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While I'm living, while im survivin
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While I'm even able to say "while I"
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(Chorus)
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[Tre]
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Detroit came up you know we hot
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30 years were gators and big locks
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600's on chrome, you don't stop
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Detroit we just hot
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Young niggas stay fly at all times
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Hoes 21 and under with gangsta rides
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Keep our guns by our sides at all times
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Detroit we just fly
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[Royce]
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Whoa, pause for a second for the flow
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Hands up for my niggas from the D
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A momment of silence for my enemies (tssh)
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It wont turn to beef till you fools
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Do something to me or one of my crew
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We lay low like Master P and Snoop
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With' high shots that will put you away
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You don't wanna step in front of the gun, when it's comin
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it's like the abundance of like a hundred the numbers is runnin
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I'm a rare form, you bled warm, be gone dead
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You prepare for me, beware all, lets go
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Mami lookin robotic cause of the strobe light
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Hands up in the sky for the whole night
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You can get between the thighs if it goes right
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The perfect song for the job, and it goes like...
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[Chorus] - 2X
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Get'cha Paper
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| Royce Da 5'9'' |
