Fire Lyrics by MidaZ The BEAST Ft. Roc Marciano
Send “Fire” Ringtone to your Cell
You know what to do if you work hard on a fire?
Remember to stay calm
Fire! Fire! Over there!
I need mad bitch in the spot
Fire! Fire!
Fire! Fire!
Human charters all above
On the board for Aderol
For one record
The sun is still
The sun is raw
Melt polar caps
He ball her beck show her cap
...for photo snaps fire!
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lundi 22 juillet 2013
lundi 27 mai 2013
Roc Marciano - Ruff Town Lyrics (Ft. Cormega)
Ruff Town Lyrics by Roc Marciano Ft. Cormega
Send “Ruff Town” Ringtone to your Cell
[Hook]
Sometimes you up, some down
I grew up in a rough town
Bust around, smoke a bust it down
I’m not the one to fuck around,
Fuck around
I’m focus, marveled the ocus
Dangerous when I’m my bocus
Ah, so the smokers, deal with brokers in the alley
10 different drugs in my vary
Teeth to carry, dali through the
Send “Ruff Town” Ringtone to your Cell
[Hook]
Sometimes you up, some down
I grew up in a rough town
Bust around, smoke a bust it down
I’m not the one to fuck around,
Fuck around
I’m focus, marveled the ocus
Dangerous when I’m my bocus
Ah, so the smokers, deal with brokers in the alley
10 different drugs in my vary
Teeth to carry, dali through the
mercredi 10 avril 2013
Tree - Trynawin Lyrics (Ft. Roc Marciano)
Trynawin Lyrics by Tree Ft. Roc Marciano
Send “Trynawin” Ringtone to your Cell
Different superstitions, my newest coup is missing
And it’s cruel intentions, is zooming through jeans of venice
It’s never too relentless, it’s only a too intensive
My toolie’s a few defensive, I’m on it like Gucci symbols
Gotta me new a henchman, my old one’s reduced to sentence
Down to a year or so, now he was
Send “Trynawin” Ringtone to your Cell
Different superstitions, my newest coup is missing
And it’s cruel intentions, is zooming through jeans of venice
It’s never too relentless, it’s only a too intensive
My toolie’s a few defensive, I’m on it like Gucci symbols
Gotta me new a henchman, my old one’s reduced to sentence
Down to a year or so, now he was
vendredi 22 février 2013
Roc Marciano - Bruh Man Lyrics
Bruh Man Lyrics by Roc Marciano
Send “Bruh Man” Ringtone to your Cell
Crash beamers get my slacks out the creanus
My queen don’t even speak english
Watches on mobs, rangs all fingers
I know some place like cold train in lungus
If you can play the game win it
Remember lead singers need wingmans
Smooth as luther ingram
Ordaine, shoot game strain
Eddie cane’s pain, heavy chain, sex, cocaine
A
Send “Bruh Man” Ringtone to your Cell
Crash beamers get my slacks out the creanus
My queen don’t even speak english
Watches on mobs, rangs all fingers
I know some place like cold train in lungus
If you can play the game win it
Remember lead singers need wingmans
Smooth as luther ingram
Ordaine, shoot game strain
Eddie cane’s pain, heavy chain, sex, cocaine
A
mercredi 6 février 2013
Realm Reality - Immoral Ventilation Lyrics (Ft. Roc Marciano, AG Da Coroner & Termanology)
Immoral Ventilation Lyrics by Realm Reality Ft. Roc Marciano, AG Da Coroner & Termanology
Send “Immoral Ventilation” Ringtone to your Cell
[Hook]
Blood, sweat, tears, bruises
Developing habits of never loosin
Guns, bang, shirts, stain
Infamous to the death, we die for this music
Blood, sweat, tears, bruises
Developing habits of never loosin
Guns, bang, shirts, stain
Infamous to the death, we
Send “Immoral Ventilation” Ringtone to your Cell
[Hook]
Blood, sweat, tears, bruises
Developing habits of never loosin
Guns, bang, shirts, stain
Infamous to the death, we die for this music
Blood, sweat, tears, bruises
Developing habits of never loosin
Guns, bang, shirts, stain
Infamous to the death, we
Libellés :
AG Da Coroner,
Realm Reality,
Roc Marciano,
Termanology
lundi 12 novembre 2012
Roc Marciano - Stop Me Lyrics
Here is Stop Me Lyrics is performed by Roc Marciano @ monsterlyrics.blogspot.com
Send “Stop Me” Ringtone to your Cell
stop me baby, that logo raw,
stop me baby, that logo raw
straight like that, play the bat, fade to black
the game lay flat, pull a lame name out the hat
take em off the map, eat his food and get fat
fuck a buck 50, give him a 3.60, erase his history
i’m hard like a taste of
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