Pass the Roc Songtext
von Lil B

Hoop life, don′t tryna post up, you can't make the shot
Hall of fame playas don′t miss a lot
I'm ballin' in the game without takin′ shots
I assist and I pass the roc
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I pass the roc like Atino Movi
Bitchy with the Glock like Raymond Felton
I bet she did sumth, I bet she hurt his heart
Ball in the game, too hard in the dark
Stay there, I make ya, feel like ya can′t talk
Confesses is the dark, I'm professin′ my pro'lems
I′m with my team-mates before the game
Strategize a plan, cause we gotta win
If we lose, we try again
One shot, finna drive again
And believe in myself, yea, cause we gotta win
I'mma drive again, if you gotta win
Hit the load on the bus
Yeah, you can fly with them Tryna show peace, but I show peace before my piece
Nobody care when you′re deceased
Live to the fullest, not behind the silver bullet
Niggas ain't gon' feed shit
Blood boyz, I ain′t gon′ try to talk
I'm just talkin′ to my agent, and playn for a new team
I'm really bout lean, fuck niggas scared of every day
Noose shaken up, no one prepared for it
You feel me? This is all good, I′m gettin' good messages
On the jet, rubbin′ my hands, this is money
That nigga showin' respect
Shout out to my agent tryna parlor a check
You know we gettin' reps
I got scouts lookin′ at me, bitch, I′m the best
Hoop life, don't tryna post up, you can′t make the shot
Hall of fame playas don't miss a lot
I′m ballin' in the game without takin′ shots
I assist and I pass the roc