Super Brooklyn [BQ Mix]歌词
S-T what I represent, N-Y
Hold it down for my peeps in the 'ville in Do or Die
For the record let it be known - chrome for sale
and any one of these ****** could blow your grill
Show your skill - you want war? Hold your steel
You want more? Unload techs, you all could feel
Raw deal, you all peel, run for the hills
Run for your s*ields, the battlefield's blastin at will
Smoke Dawg you know my name I'll,
be the same til the day that I'm laid down
****** push me to the point's gotta spray rounds
Takin s*it like for a game, actin like clowns - always playin
You ain't bustin off, just shootin the breeze
cause you scared of the repercussion after we squeeze
You ain't been through what I did just to get where I'm at
Streets where I rep and B-K where I be at
Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at
Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO)
Hand-lin a big-gat
My-army got my bi-zack
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Stay up on the ground baby; see, bullets bein spitted
from us ****** in this game that's committed
Now which ****** widdit? Enter my grounds
Let me show you what's really goin down - you bunch of clowns
Frontin like you really hot; understand kid you really not
Hype is all you really got - blow your spot
We pack it in, like a circus
Basically; ****** and they chicks love the way we work this
Spit that official rap s*it - from the what - rap context
Knock it off with your nonsense
The hot s*it I spit at you - is bound to hit you
And half the members in your crew, kid we out to get you
Dry an' Mill stay up in my sessions (all the time)
I stay finessin just in case I gotta teach a lesson, no question
Competition ain't nada
You make it hot for me and mines, see we make it hotter
Yo, aiyyo..
Queens is where I be-at
I'm askin cousin where the ****-at
You got a blow well let me hit-it
Some Jamaica unpermitted
What we live is what you read about
And any time of the day we bring the heaters out
My ***** stacked his dough, then he bought the Beemer out
Now you wonderin what Cocoa B's about?
(Cocoa BEEEEEZ, Cocoa BEEEEEEEEZ)
Cocoa B-R-double-O
K-L-Y-N with a couple HOEES
Tired of coppin **** bags, had enough of those
Invest in a few pounds or a couple O's
My ****** hustle most aggressive and keep the toast
on point for the B's and whenever beef approach
If you want me you can find me in the reefer smoke
Chrome close, anyone compete - meet your ghost
All my heights and capers, Smoky Lah be one of the greatest
Can't tell you all the things my ****** do for the papers
Why our Roc's look like Raiders and got models for ladies
Come through in fresh wears, always drivin Mercedes
Summer days and mountain bikes, wet Timbs on my feet
Move with the heat, Cocoa B's influence your speech
Four in a week, catch me in the park gettin scent
Federales stay all over the bar, behind the neck
Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at
Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO)
Hand-lin a big-gat
My-army got my bi-zack
Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at
Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO)
Hand-lin a big-gat
My-army got my bi-zack
What we live is what you read about
And any time of the day we bring the heaters out
My ***** stacked his dough, then he bought the Beemer out
Now you wonderin what Cocoa B's about?