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Emeralds - Roc Marciano
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Emeralds Roc Marciano

Emeralds - Roc Marciano
[Intro]
Aw man...
Word...
Niggas already know the muthafuckin' resume, straight up and down, man (Uh)
Rider shit
Terrace Ave nigga (You already know)
Hempstead, muthafucka, L.I. stand the fuck up (Uh)
Marc', nigga (Yeah)
Fuck them niggas know about it? (Uh)
Nothing (Yeah)
Faggot (Uh-huh)
Wish y'all would
When I catch one of you niggas, man (Yeah)
Y'all niggas know, man (Uh)
(Pussy niggas man)
Yeah
(Disgusting)
Yeah, huh

[Verse 1]
I got Lamborghini dreams
Nissan nightmares
Moving white, my ice as cool as the night air
Two fives flare
A glare through your Cartier eyewear
And knock your newborn out of the high chair
Divide and tear
Slice it by the hair like pear
They prey I share, fruit that I bear
I get nectarine in the Beam
I steam a whole seventeen
Brolic chain, chunk, cheddar cheese
Spray up chumps
TECs jam like Heavy D
Hoes lay bread on me like deli meat (woah)
That's pimpish
Pass the MAC-10 to my apprentice
While I get a pen and pad to print this
Then slide nine inches in your empress with the quickness
Get ran through swifter than wind sprints
You a byproduct of guys that grind and buy product
Black cards lie inside Prada wallets
Black cars glide like flying carpets
The 40 lay you out like a starfish
I'm doing God's work in the booth
This was Allah's wish; I put a skirt on the coupe
Squirt 32s that'll burn in your suit
Muthafucka
(Yeah baby)
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