Rohff ft The Game - Top of the World

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Rohff ft. The Game - Top Of The World

Rohff:
MC's got too big egos, their mothers are about to suffer a bereavement
We'll make you a third eye, then the angel of death will welcome you
We drop it straight in your face, on our way to the top
We smashed into rap, my hardcore sh*t broke through the enemy front lines
I shock France, let's act and stop talking
You can shoot? Don't miss it then
You can't rap? Don't rap then
You can't stop me, my pen is high on dope
Fu*k your comeback, quit rapping and go cook me pasta

The Game:
Wake up lace my chucks, what the fu*ks up
This nig*as still duck taped up
Hundreds in the morgue Jacobs
Chronic on a nice day
You ever seen a hundred grand fu*k knows a rubber band
Sh*t harder than the slum affair
I'm from Compton where nig*as blow in the crowd like Mary J at the summer jam
I'm gangster, converse on the pavement, international game mutha fu*kas can't say sh*t

Chorus:
Rohff, Game
That's all beats and class
Rap Game
They act like b*tches
Don't worry
Nobody will take our place
B*tches in the place for...
Rohff, Game
That's all flow and class
Rap Game
They act like b*tches
Don't worry
Nobody will take our place
That's all weapons and big wads

Rohff:
On the groove my rap is radical, ask Yann
They talk about my new stuff like the blast-off of Ariane rocket
I'm not the talk of the town, I'm the monster
I keep my micro close to me and my gun is even closer
Real, fresh, R.O.H.F.F. and The Game for real
MC you lack credentials, enough showing off
Here it's more like G G G fu*k you!

The Game:
Come get a grave quick
Nig*a with an attitude like I'm fresh off the slave sh*t
Fu*k my enemies, if they ain't feeling me
Rough empty the clip like a bottle of Hennessy
Yo Dre it's on nig*as is killing me
Stand over your bullet riddle body like "remember me?"
Can hop in the bands ut say good bye to the bad guy raps MVP

Chorus

Rohff:
War footing all the way, don't worry
We aren't marketing products, you can't rob us even if you hold a gun to our heads
We're impeccable, they gotta be inventing all these rumours
I'm in favour of abortion if these b*tches give birth to pedophiles
Fu*k their moms and aunts, they already know what to expect
My generation is blind and won't hear anything
What they pretend to be able to do, we're still waiting for it
We're about to own them, as sure as the sun will rise tomorrow
I understand why they boycott me, they're hating because I'm popular
When their b*tches talk about Rohff they're just pissed off
It's not about you, it's all about me and us
We aren't standing in line, there'll be only us in the VIP room
I'm attended, see I got good taste, good match, went banco
Even when I'm alone, don't worry I'm numerous
Whoever tries to test us will stand as an example
Better walk alone if nobody's like you brother

Chorus

Rohff, Game
R.O.H.F.F. the hustla, Game, Vitry, Compton
OK nig*a with an attitude, South and West side
Rohff, Game
You wanted to kick this track in my place, but nobody can replace me
This goes out to Kamel L'Ancien

How fast that was thanks a bunch!

Your welcome.