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Cock it Back

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Жанры : hip-hop rap new york east coast rap hip hop

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Yeah, cock it yeah [* Gun cocking *] cock it back
Bling bling Dat

[Hook]
When I feel like I`m fallin` the fuck down
And just for the fuck of it wanna let off a round
What, cock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *]
Cock it back, cock it back click [* Gun cocking *]
When I feel like the world is pay
I wake up one morning be like ya fuckin` me today
Cock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *] cock it back
Cock it back click [* Gun cocking *] cock it back [* Gun cocking *]

[Verse 1]
When I`m dead save my bones
Take DNA and make clones
Award, afford me luxury in my old age
After these years I should be slidin` on the gold stage
Missed the blades fifty, they left a nigga off the whole page
Fifty motherfuckers that was better than me [* Gun cocking *]
That mean fifty motherfuckers was boiling hot [* Gun cocking *]
That`s a lot, I can see that, that`s a plot
Y`all bring y`all best five to the game
And I`m gonna do the same [* Gun cocking *]
And if y`all win I`m burst from the same way I came
The great Dat alligned with a bo-day of Arabs
They said don`t fly black, yo just play cabs
Y`all happy y`all had a good day, y`all niggas slave slabs
Y`all niggas got money then huh y`all niggas get paid tabs
Save my mic in a steel case for when they blast this place
And I can still be a hero to my race
Y`all know I can`t change my face
That`s why I only move with pros
Who move that eighty long money when the bright sunshine
And the streets was kind but we can`t rewind
I want that new money, tight fittin` jewel money
Mine`s on tour, so I can take no more
So y`all niggas better knock it off

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Blame my check bein` late for this rage
Blame child support for makin` me beats on the mailman
I got a new whip but is fucked up as my old van
Nigga crash my whip, you seen em` hit em` cause he was an old man
[* Gun cocking *] I gotta cold hand these days and no heart
You believe in that bullshit baby please don`t start [* Gun cocking *]
Cock it once and it means no stress
House cleaned and you fumed into my favorite dress [* Gun cocking *]
You say I feelin` best, hey broad don`t gas me
And don`t ever take no money outta my pockets, yo just ask me
See me down the block drinkin` Bud with the Mexicans
Speakin` broken Spanish, I know a lil` I manage

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I`m about to leave New York I can`t stay
The way shit is goin` I might have to get away
All day tryin` to hit me with prices I can`t pay
Niggas bust the guns, got to duck and stray
Is the block clear, nah y`all can` rock here
With the 12, 12, 38, and 58, 58 [* Gun cocking *]
If we don`t get it done here we gon` take it outta state
Burn something in the air, let the room be few [* Gun cocking *]
My broads gon` give a show cause I told em` so
Cause they holdin` dough, while y`all niggas movin` slow
Oh y`all ain`t know, this is my every day flow [* Gun cocking *]

[Hook]

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