Cocoa Brovaz - Won On Won Lyrics
Smoky lah, me got flavSmoky gunz, cocoa b'sWho wanna look like, wanna act like usWanna be like, roll the trees like usWanna talk like wanna walk like usWanna flip like get ripped like usWanna act like know you're black like usWanna flip like kick shit like usWanna bust like you ain't rough like usTek and steele, won on won, smoky guns, what?Ding! that's the sound of the bell"oh shit!" is all you heard before you fellTo the canvas, all washed up like my dirty drawersAnd pants get, try to challenge get damagedPlain and simple, with bandages around your templeEasily erased out the picture like pencilPeeped me once, saw me again got your pistolI put permanent fear in your heart like a dentistSon hold my a.v. let me drop this no-bodyComin out the closet tryin to stop my money?Actin like you're sweet cause he ain't see me in the streetsSpit that blood out and get back up on your feetYou called me i was there on some candyman shitWear that ass out in front your kids and your *****Hurt you to the boards, put the ten to your jawWalk away, parley in front of achmed's storeWe don't give a what about you, tell them niggaz who sent youLet em come, have em all open wide like dentalsHeard they work for cheap, think i might rent youIf you feel i disrespected you, good, i meant toNigga i'd wish you'd, talk about runnin for gunsGet your bankhead bounce like insufficient fundsLeft ass-out a home beggin like bumsCut off, swept off the floor like crumbsI'm from n.y.c.i.t.y. stay highLazy eye ghetto celeb rap guy from bed-stuySplashin two lines, don't need no long rhymesLosing your attention taking up your timeI gets mine and breeze, bout it bout it like pToo many wanna be me, wanna flow blow hold doughLike smoky (smoky lah), fly across seasBlow shows for b.c.c. (knock you out), but you can't be meYou heard me, you soft like porridgeYou ain't gettin money and you have no courage(aiyyo son, let me at they ass son)Introducing, the one who gets you buzzed like a lucieSame height, same weight, same fight skills like bruce leeTry me, ready for those who wanna harm meDon't toy with me, you wanna be all you can be, join the armyI swarm like bees plus sting too, bring crewsI blow em out like hankies (hachoo!) knock you like cops doFor the longest i've been waitin, to take it to these jafaicansCorner eyeballin on the moves that we was makinThinkin that we lost it cause our line was closedCan't stop a hungry nigga with nuttin to live foeI'ma see that dough, many hustlers i knowThree car longshark white chalk and celoYo, i think i'll take this time to remind youNot to step out a line, test mine, crimestoppers won't find youBefore we come kickin your door to the floorThrow you to the wall, makin you our prisoner of warCause you too short to take walks with tattooAttack you from your front open you back with my scalpelSnatch two, niggaz from the crew if they gotAnything to do with mother*****ers coming back to avenge youI intend to, get down for my templeKeep a strong mental when dealin with evils that men doThem who, fail to comprehend iRecommend you remember you're dealin with men who'llSend you - - off in a coffinCause far too often niggaz are gettin lost and it's costinBody parts, from anybody that startsWe play the hackers, takin rappers apartDissect em, from they rectum, to they necksDouble check them make sure shit's correct then direct themTo the section, where the session's, in progressionWhere you come to get blessed by smif-n-wessun(various talk to outro)
