(feat. Master P, C-Los & Ruga)



[Romeo: talking]

Yeah, this one right is for the hood



[Hook 1: Master P]

You in the club

Then rock wit it

You a thug

Then rock wit it

Kids on the street gon

Then rock wit it

Me and my boys gon

Then rock wit it

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it,



[Verse 1: Romeo]

Not I'm from the A but I'm leaning and rocking wit it

From New Orleans were them thugs be cockin in it

And the chain hang low like an anchor in it

Even presidents bounce just ask the Clinton's

Now I'm trying to one of them girls buys them hits

One of those girls who li-li-li-lives there

I'm a star I ain't going no where

Straight form up-town throw them hoods in the air

I got the whole world rocking ask Paris

I'm the bomb but I'm far from a terrorist

Gutta music on the grill and the necklace

From NY to Texas

Rock, rock, rock wit this



[Hook 2: Romeo and (Master P)]

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, (Where them girls at) 

Rock wit it, (Where them thugs at)

Rock wit it, (Where them girls at)

Rock wit it, (Where them thugs at)

Rock wit it, (Where them girls at)

Rock wit it, (Where them thugs at)

Rock wit it, (Where them girls at)

Rock wit it, (Where them thugs at)

Rock wit it, (Where them girls at)

Rock wit it, (Where them thugs at)



[Verse 2: Master P]

Got the club sold out

Got the hood sewed up

Just called the big body

Benz Tell them hold up

Lean wit it Rock wit it

Go to the block wit it

Put it on the triple beam 

Don't let the cops get it

You start snitching don't do that boy

I got youngsters on the team that'll do that boy

From uptown where things get gritty

Don't know major, got keys to the city

Man I'm a vet and y'all boys rookies

I could make a million dollars selling girl scout cookies

45 reasons why the DJ gon play it

In the back of the club got all the thugs saying

Lean wit it Rock wit it

Make them girls pop wit it

Right to the left

Over them soldiers then drop wit it

From Baton Rouge to Louisiana

From Mississippi to Alabama



[Hook 3: Romeo and (Master P)]

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Laughing yet)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it,

Rock wit it, (Memphis)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Oklahoma)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Florida) 

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Cali)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Georgia)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Virgina)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (From the clubs)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (to the streets)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (From the clubs)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (to the streets)



[Verse 3: C-Los]

P put me in the game told me do my thang 

He throw the cash out I bring it back

They call me boomerang

I make em rock

I make em lean

But trust me I'm a boos

I got that click they can't 

Bean boy yous is not a fool

I'm C-Los boy

Gutta tell its over boy

Hold up boy

U better pledge allegiance take it slower boy

It's G's up rock wit it and holla gutta

I'm a animal I get it from my daddy and my mother



[Verse 4: Sillk ]

Still stopping up the block

Man they call me sick wit it

If I hit the lick they whole click wit it

Gutta music on the chain

I'm real to the game

I keep the thing cocking like the Black John Waine

I'm rocking, knock a hater off his feet

You know they play come form music in the streets

I'm a beast white tees, saints cap fitted, p. millers on the wheel

Got the hood rocking wit me



[Hook 4: Romeo and (Master P)]

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, Rock wit it, 

Rock wit it, (The North side)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (East Side)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (The west Coast)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Down South)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (Over Seas) 

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (to the streets)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, (to the clubs)

Rock wit it, Rock wit it, 



(Do the motor bike mike, Do the motor bike mike, Do the motor bike mike, Do the motor bike mike, Do the motor bike mike, Do the motor bike mike, Do the motor bike mike, Do the motor bike mike)



Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Wat Up Sillk)

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Young Rome)

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (The Prince of Rap)

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Gutta Music)



(We Here!)