They come from the cities. And they come from the smaller towns. Beat up cars with guitars and drummers. Goin crack boom bam. . Chorus. R. O. C. K. In the U. S. A. R. O. C. K. In the
out when I grip it. I represent for that D A T and ace the whole, I feel tippin'. I chunk the dudes when I'm flippin', for my city I pull on. R I P to the pimp, it's U G K for life and I'm gone When
