week shopping. You want it, you can get it. You ain't even gotta like it. [Chorus:] Would you like it if I took you all around the world with me? Would you like
like a virus This a street orientation, you can't learn this in college You be fuckin around wit the keys if you aint rollin shit up I wish you niggas
I shoot you, I'm brainless But if you shoot me, then you're famous -- what's a n*gga to do? When the, streets is watching, blocks keep clocking Waiting for you
Gonna remember what you did wrong You don't love me Never gonna find nobody like me You don't love me You never loved me If you really loved me Girl it would show But you
dude! Party like a rock Party like a rock star Party like a rock Party like a rock star Party like a rock Party like a rock star Party like a rock
he produce Roc Boyz, headed for a Grammy What if I would have told Khaled to stop buggin me? He'd probably never be President of that company Shit you probably woulda
I still see them girls at my show they come to see the shop boys I say you'll like I you'll made the whole world say you'll they, asking me what that
Honda and no other in the streets Like D4L, 'Betcha Can't Do It Like Me' I'm a [Incomprehensible] They will tell you how it is, this is Shop Boyz summer
, y-y-y-yeah t-t-t-totally dude!!!! party like a rock party like a rockstar party like a rock party like a rockstar party like a rock party like a rockstar party like
Look if I shoot you I'm brainless But if you shoot me then you're famous what's a nigga to do? When the streets is watching blocks keep clocking Waiting for you
you with hard jigsaw puzzles and strong jaw muscles Ambushin' emcees jumpin' out the trees like Vietnamese in fatigues Covered with leaves, interrogatin' you wack emcees like
*** pourin' out that Ol' English I got a lotta dead homies, some ***, some *** This is life, stop watchin' that 'Boyz N The Hood' *** You see this red
would carry me Party like a rock, party like a rockstar Party like a rock, party like a rockstar Party like a rock, party like a rockstar Party like
on my [Chorus] [Verse 3] I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip This is life stop watchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit You see this red rag
Boyz, headed for a Grammy What if I would have told Khaled to stop buggin me? He'd probably never be President of that company Shit you probably woulda
spread like a virus This a street orientation, you can't learn this in college You be fuckin around wit the keys if you aint rollin shit up I wish you
