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Betty rocker

by Field Mob. Buy album CD: From tha Roota to tha Toota

You got to get ya cut get a coke make a soda
mix it up whip it up a put in a pot.

Cook it up let it sit till it rock chop
it up bag it then put on the block.

I'm a roach in a raid trap I feel like new born
babies in car seats I'm suppose to stay straped
cause our country likes collard greens and grits
which seem like Spike Lee they screem fa nics
but it keep calling me. Show me the ben-ja-mes
scard I'll be on the team I'll be 12 like enemies
what's all the fuss about shut ya mouf cut it out
ya ass a hustla make mo green than brustle spruots
ya mad cause alcapon in a glida(?)(?)(?)(?)(?)
like a football playa have a bar-b-que i want bark
at you wit ya red shirts look like a football playa
you don't sell dope like me, i was riding the bus
with coke way before Tyrese,???
cops is sick of me
feds wanna get rid of me
cause I'm slanging heavy diddly diddly diddly d


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Album: From tha Roota to tha Toota (2002) Lyrics
cd Buy "From tha Roota to tha Toota" CD
  1. K.a.n.
  2. K.a.n. (Kuntry Ass Niggahs)
  3. Nothing 2 lose
  4. Don't want no problems
  5. Bitter broads (interlude)
  6. Sick of being lonely
  7. It's H***
  8. Where r u going?
  9. It's Hell
  10. Converhation (skit)
  11. Haters
  12. Hit it for free
  13. Kuntry cooking (skit)
  14. Betty rocker
  15. Cut loose
  16. All i know
  17. Sick Of Being Lonely (Remix)


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