T.R.U. – Rock Out (feat. NLE Choppa) Lyrics

Rock Out Be T.R.U.

All these hoes
We gon’ give these hoes one song
Worried ’bout none of these hoes

All them Instagram posts, n----, you ain’t gon’ drop nothin’ (Drop)
All that pistol totin’ s---, n----, you ain’t gon’ pop nothin’ (Pop)
What you got a mask for, n----? You ain’t gon’ rock nothin’ (Rock)
In the middle of the club, don’t give no f----, n----, we gon’ knock somethin’ (Grrah)
And I got that thirty on me, n----, what you talkin’ ’bout? (You talkin’ ’bout)
In the middle of the club, n----, what? We gon’ rock out (Gon’ rock out)
I don’t give no f----, n----, what? Bring them c---- out (Them c---- out)
Got the sticks in the trunk, n----, what? Bring the block out (That block, n----)

Now she all in her feelings, b----, what? Keep on callin’ me (She callin’)
And she get on my nerves, b----, block, you can’t follow me (Can’t follow me)
And that ho Alicia from the Westside, n---- been had that (Been had that)
And that ho lil’ Heidi from the Eastside, n---- been smashed that (Been smashed that)
And that ho be brazy from the Southside, the whole gang had that (Been had that)
I got an athlete named Musu, he ain’t never had that (Hell nah, n----)
And I walk in the deal with it on me, I don’t give a f--- ’bout none of these hoes (F--- ’em)
And I’ma go f--- up the money, I don’t give a f--- ’bout none of these loads (F--- it)
Just got another show, n---- just f----- another ho
Just poured another four, n----, inside another four
These n----- be hoes, and act like I don’t know (Okay)
Lil’ n----, it’s sure, have them young n----- kick in your door

And I got that thirty on me, n----, what you talkin’ ’bout? (You talkin’ ’bout)
In the middle of the club, n----, what? We gon’ rock out (Gon’ rock out)
I don’t give no f----, n----, what? Bring them c---- out (Them c---- out)
Got the sticks in the trunk, n----, what? Bring the block out (Block out)
And I got that thirty on me, n----, what you talkin’ ’bout? (Talkin’ ’bout)
In the middle of the club, n----, what? We gon’ rock out (Gon’ rock out)
I don’t give no f----, n----, what? Bring them c---- out (Them c---- out)
Got the sticks in the trunk, n----, what? Bring the block out (Ayy)
We ain’t thinkin’ ’bout this s---, we just gon’ get into it (On God)
That n---- say he wanna kill me, b----, come and do it (Come do it, b----)
And put that thirty to his mouth if he ain’t speakin’ fluent (Hrrt)
I got some Grape Street n----- Crippin’ in Cali and Newark (Yeah, yeah)
I put a Curry on my Rondo, but I shoot like Harden (On God)
B----, I was spitting on the teachers up in kindergarten (B----)
I earned my rank up in my gang like a f-----’ sergeant (Real streets, yeah, yeah)
I caught him lackin’ up at Walmart, bet I hit my target (Yeah)
I put a n---- in the sky, give him jet lag (Jet lag)
[?][2:06] with this chopper, get a toe tag (Yeah)
A n---- heartless, they be asking where my soul at (It’s nowhere)
A n---- play, then I’ma put him in a bodybag (Yeah, yeah)

And I got that thirty on me, n----, what you talkin’ ’bout? (You talkin’ ’bout)
In the middle of the club, n----, what? We gon’ rock out (Gon’ rock out)
I don’t give no f----, n----, what? Bring them c---- out (Them c---- out)
Got the sticks in the trunk, n----, what? Bring the block out (Block out)

Now she all in her feelings, b----, what? (Keep on callin’ me)
And she get on my nerves, b----, block (You can’t follow me)
And that ho Alicia from the Westside, n---- been had that
And that ho lil’ Heidi from the Eastside, n---- been smashed that


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