T-Rock immediately moved to Memphis and began recording. His clever lyricism and tongue-twisting style immediately endeared T-Rock to fans all over the south. Widely regarded as one of the best lyricists to ever grace a Three 6 Mafia track, his appearances were partly responsible for the platinum successes of two albums and the sale of hundreds of thousands of other albums.
After a series of disagreements between he and his label, T-Rock decided to leave the Hypnotized Minds imprint he was signed to and embark on an independent career. Hooking up with his hometown crew Area 51, T-Rock went on to release several underground classics that have sold over 100,000 copies with barely any promotion or radio play. T-Rock has worked with a multitude of artists that include Too Short, Pastor Troy, Lil' Scrappy, Bo Hagon, Gangsta Boo, Lil Weavah, Max Minelli,Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Gangsta Pat, Al Kapone, Young Buck, Macboney & AK (of P$C) and Bizzy Bone just to name a few major names.
2006 was a great year for T-Rock and his fans as it saw the release of 'The Kush'. The album features production from M.A.J. of Xplosive Productions, DJ Cree, and T-Rock himself. Guest appearances include Max Minelli, P. Dukes of Countree Noise, and his Area 51 family. "This will be my most complete album to date," states the fiery emcee, "I've grown a lot and I believe its gonna show on this album." To say the south is waiting for this release would be an understatement.
It's Whateva
T-Rock Lyrics
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Three 6 Mafia f/ Youngbloodz, Ying Yang Twins
Chorus DJ Paul
What you bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What you bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What you bitches wanna do ('cause It's whateva wit us)
It's whateva wit us, it's whateva wit us
Verse 1 DJ Paul
Now how the hell you little nigglets
Try and test me
Knowing the whole time you grew up on the green
Y'all trying to be Paul
But I ain't tryin' to be y'all
Your pockets is empty
Like summertime school halls
I'm worldwide trick
You're on the radio in one goddamn city
So check your crooked lip bitch
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name testing my gangsta
Get his fuckin feelings hurt
Eyes 45 on the fish desert green
Sippin hen smokin and coughin on the scene
You say you wanna fight I know you is a joke
So step in the ride
They call me the Juice
And it's the truth
It's wit all the sports
So watch bitch
Chorus
Verse 3 Sean Paul
Yeah I'm straight for ATL
Screamin' fuck what you claiming
Actin wit the brand new mack
Brand new glasses all my niggaz ???
I'm a gambler I'll handle ya
Hold the dice and shake em
Roll them self leanin the left
Nigga fuck around and break em
You' ze a bitch nigga I can tell it in your eyes
You a hoe nigga in tight jeans shown off your thighs
I'm a g nigga nothing but dro' rolled up in my swisha
In a big Lac with leather seats a pistol ready to split ya
I' m ready wit my partner ready to jump up in the chevy
I'm ready to kick it wit Three 6 Mafia
Back up 'cause we won't fuckin stop
Verse 4 J-Bo
You can call it how you like
But I'ma tell it like I see it
We strapped up wit heaters and bones
They so conceited
Dribble and bounce pass niggaz they so grab
But the whole world will know when we blast it
Knock em off in the ghetto ready nigga let's go
Youngbloodz wit Three 6 swolled my whistle
I'm backdoor like lil joe now nigga let's go
It's pimpin in this bitch
Sawin hoes off like nitro
Chorus
Verse 5 D-Rock
Nigga you bleed like I bleed
We born to die
I never seen man cry till my nigga got shot
I hear you talking but actions speak louder then words
Nigga fuck what you heard I ain't never scured
Can you walk it like you talk it
Show a nigga you real
But shit like that get niggaz killed
Either you won't but nigga you will
All these stories you makin up killin my ill
And my patience ain't long at all
Nigga don't fuck wit me if I ain't fuckin wit y'all
'cause I'm ready for the world but is it ready for me
What you see on TV is on these streets
Some of these niggaz ain't as hard as they say they is
And niggaz don't live like they sayin they is
They wanna roll wit thug niggaz and gangstaz
But real ass niggaz don't roll wit wankstaz
Chorus
The song "It's Whateva Wit Us" by T-Rock is a collaboration between multiple artists, Three 6 Mafia, Youngbloodz, and Ying Yang Twins, and was released in 2003. This song is a proud and self-reflecting anthem for the artists, who describe themselves and their abilities as unmatched and invincible. The chorus repeated throughout the song chants "It's whateva wit us," meaning that they can handle anything and everything that comes their way.
In the first verse, DJ Paul addresses his competitors, claiming that they try to copy his style but don't come close to his level of success. He insults their lack of financial success, and their limited reach, saying that he is worldwide, while they are limited to a local radio station. Juicy J, in the second verse, boasts about his reputation and his readiness to face anyone who dares to challenge him. In the third verse, Sean Paul claims his place in the ATL rap scene, and how he is ready to take on anyone who opposes him, while J-Bo in the fourth verse, brags about his skills and how he can easily knock out his opponents. D-Rock, in the final verse, warns his opponents that he is ready to fight anyone who cross his path, and that he doesn't tolerate fake people who pretend to be hard.
Overall, the song "It's Whateva Wit Us" celebrates the artists' raw talent and resilience in overcoming obstacles, fighting for their worth, and being true to themselves, regardless of what others think. It's a self-empowering song that reminds listeners to be confident in their own abilities and to persevere through tough times.
Line by Line Meaning
What you bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
We don't care what you want to do because we can handle anything
Now how the hell you little nigglets Try and test me Knowing the whole time you grew up on the green
How dare you try to test me when you've had privilege your entire life?
Y'all trying to be Paul But I ain't tryin' to be y'all Your pockets is empty Like summertime school halls
You're trying to copy me, but you're broke and have nothing to show for it
I'm worldwide trick You're on the radio in one goddamn city So check your crooked lip bitch And change yo plans It's the numbers on your phone And numbers on your cell
I have worldwide success while you're stuck in one city. Fix your attitude and recognize that I have more connections and power than you do.
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards Wit a nigga name testing my gangsta Get his fuckin feelings hurt Eyes 45 on the fish desert green
I'm not afraid to take on anyone who doubts my toughness. You'll regret it if you try me. I have my gun ready and waiting for anyone who wants to start trouble with me.
Sippin hen smokin and coughin on the scene You say you wanna fight I know you is a joke So step in the ride They call me the Juice And it's the truth It's wit all the sports So watch bitch
I'm not afraid to smoke and drink anywhere I please. I know you're not a real threat and I'm ready to take you on. I'm serious about my athletic pursuits, so don't underestimate me.
Yeah I'm straight for ATL Screamin' fuck what you claiming Actin wit the brand new mack Brand new glasses all my niggaz ???
I'm from Atlanta and don't care about your affiliations. I have a new gun and new glasses, and I'm rolling with my crew.
You a hoe nigga in tight jeans shown off your thighs I'm a g nigga nothing but dro' rolled up in my swisha
You're posing in tight jeans to show off, but I'm a true gangster who smokes weed.
In a big Lac with leather seats a pistol ready to split ya I'm ready wit my partner ready to jump up in the chevy I'm ready to kick it wit Three 6 Mafia Back up 'cause we won't fuckin stop
I have a nice car with leather seats and a gun ready to use against you. My partner is also ready to join in, and we're not afraid to party with Three 6 Mafia.
You can call it how you like But I'ma tell it like I see it We strapped up wit heaters and bones They so conceited Dribble and bounce pass niggaz they so grab But the whole world will know when we blast it Knock em off in the ghetto ready nigga let's go
I don't care about your opinion because I speak the truth. We have guns and don't care about anyone else's opinions. You might think you're a tough basketball player, but we'll show you our true power. We'll take on anyone in the ghetto.
'cause I'm ready for the world but is it ready for me What you see on TV is on these streets Some of these niggaz ain't as hard as they say they is And niggaz don't live like they sayin they is They wanna roll wit thug niggaz and gangstaz But real ass niggaz don't roll wit wankstaz
I'm ready to take on anyone, but the world might not be ready for me. What you see on TV is happening in real life. Some people are pretending to be tough, but they're not really hard. They try to hang out with real gangsters, but true gangsters don't associate with fake ones.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: JORDAN HOUSTON, PAUL BEAUREGARD
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
CraftedWithArt
This gotta be T-Rocks best track. The beat and flow is perfect
Nikolai Hadjiiski
@Seth St. Patrick dd
Seth St. Patrick
craftedwithart listen to this track called Flying Off
Josh Bleezy
Still one of your greatest hits 🔥
Mike
from the streets to T rock the legend of the realest on the mic
Noah Tall
This song still sounds like swisher smoke 🥰😎
Mike
Why does this not have 100 million views this shit goes
gamer2k80
To yall new t rock listeners this man been spitting since way back.He spits straight fye constantly hands down the best rapper in the game period
Dnero518
Incredible. I was already blazed but had to light the clip back up listening to this one for the first time. Thanks T-Rock there goes the snowcap lol. Time for something more indica.
Hayden Cary
came in on the beat so smooth He was killin it.