- Cocoa Brovas Won On Won 歌詞
- Cocoa Brovas
- Smoky lah, me got flav
Smoky gunz, cocoa bs
Who wanna look like, wanna act like us
Wanna be like, roll the trees like us
Wanna talk like wanna walk like us
Wanna flip like get ripped like us
Wanna act like know youre black like us
Wanna flip like kick **** like us
Wanna bust like you aint rough like us
Tek and steele, won on won, smoky guns, what?
Ding! thats the sound of the bell
'oh ****!' is all you heard before you fell
To the canvas, all washed up like my dirty drawers
And pants get, try to challenge get damaged
Plain and simple, with bandages around your temple
Easily erased out the picture like pencil
Peeped me once, saw me again got your pistol
I put permanent fear in your heart like a dimple
Son hold my a.v. let me rock this no-body
Comin out the closet tryin to stop my money?
Actin like youre sweet cause he aint see me in the streets
Spit that blood out and get back up on your feet
You called me i was there on some candyman ****
Wear that ass out in front your kids and your *** **
Hurt you to the boards, put the ten to your jaw
Walk away, parley in front of achmeds store
We dont give a what about you, tell them *****z who sent you
Let em come, have em all open wide like dentals
Heard they work for cheap, think i might rent you
If you feel i disrespected you, good, i meant to
*** ** id wish youd, talk about runnin for guns
Get your bankhead bounce like insufficient funds
Left ass-out a home beggin like bums
Cutoff, swept off the floor like crumbs
Im from n.y.c.i.t.y. stay high
Lazy eye ghetto celeb rap guy from bed-stuy
Splash in two lines, me no long rhymes
Losing your attention taking up your time
I gets mine and breathe, bout it bout it like p
Too many wannabe me, wanna flow blow hold dough
Like smoky (smoky lah), fly across seas
Blow shows for b.c.c. ( knock you out), but you cant be
You heard me, you soft like porridge
You aint gettin money and you have no courage
(aiyyo son, let me at they ass son)
Introducing , the one who gets you bugged like a lucie
Same height, same weight, same fight skills like bruce lee
Try me, ready for those who wanna harm me
Dont toy with me, you wanna be all you can be, join the army
I swarm like bees plus sting too, bring grooves
I blow em out like hankies (hachoo!) nab you like cops do
For the longest ive been waitin, to take it to these jafaicans
Corner eyeballin on the moves that we was makin
Thinkin that we lost it cause our line was closed
Cant stop a hungry ***** with nuttin to live foe
Ima see that dough, many hustlers i know
Three car longshark white chalk and celo
Yo, i think ill take this time to remind you
Not to sit by the line, test mine, crimestoppers wont find you
Before we come kickin your door to the floor
Throw you to the wall, making you our prisoner of war
Cut you too short to take walks with tattoo
Attack you from your front open you back with my scalpel
Snatch two, *****z from the crew if they got
Anything to do with ************s coming back to avenge you
I intend to, get down for my temple
Keep a strong mental when dealin with evils that men do
Them who, fail to comprehend i
Recommend you remember youre dealin with men wholl
Send you - - off in a coffin
Cause far too often *****z are gettin lost and its costin
Body parts, from anybody that starts
We play the hackers, takin rappers apart
Dissect em, from they rectum, to they necks
Double check them make sure ** **s correct then direct them
To the section, where the sessions, in progression
Where you come to get blessed by smif-n-wessun
(various talk to outro)
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