Текст песни Cocoa Brovaz f Raekwon the Chef - The Rude Awakening
Cocoa Brovaz f Raekwon the Chef - The Rude Awakening слова песни
(please send corrections to Nature2QBC@aol.com)*sample repeated in background during entire song*"Guess who`s the Black Trump" [Raekwon][Steele] (Raekwon)I had to get some real professionals for the job, son(Numerous cats) Word up(That`s right) Official niggas word up(This is what you call ?) Straight blazin through whatRaise the roof is what we came to do (Like hash browns)Blazin through, blazin through (Pass that African black gold over here)Raise the roof is what we came to do Blazin through, blazin through (You know how we rock)Raise the roof is what we came to do (Smiff-N-Wess-N-Lex set up shop)[Steele]Attack mode, time to strike like a cobraPoisonous venom into your system killin you slowerThan niggas wit blowers to your juglerMy brother`s keeper but I put my brother to sleepIf my brother try to creep upYou know my son, show respect when I`m rockin the podiumSteam-rollin on niggas, my team straight blowin emGot em Throwin they Gunz In The Air like OnyxChef and Smiff-N-Wessun crime shit, New York`s finest[Raekwon]Let me warn y`all killas upstairsI seen all y`all, heavy like fuck, thinkin my niggas might flaw y`allBlow ya ammo, Shallah seen the god fly commandoHandle, gun on my leg, blow his hand offI`m lookin at you why, like "fuck, you probably think I`m high"Seems luck, chain around my neck, bought it from E-gyptMe what? Hennesy drink, mahogany guns, we treesed upCome out your shirt, buckle knees-upThis Casablanca rap nigga throw some cheese upLet`s poly, slow-mo status, bring the keys upWonderin, runners is lookin mighty fees`d upRight stupid, FBI sell em ? guns[Tek]Make this money, niggas hold up gunsArmed full of licks, plus your dick, drop your onesBaby need new shoes and a outfitI see you stick-up kids, you came wit the dick lickYou see my set of twin-hitmen from Bushwick?Two chicks wit the twenty-two tecs, bitchYou heard about emNow open up the circle so the dice can breathePay you double, if you triple, if you push you pay me[Chorus]Gotta poly wit ya crew to stack ya loot upGet your weight up, big up, pull ya boots upIf you step into the club wit your guns upIf the tension`s on your mind then raise the roof upYou gotta keep it in the fam, stack ya loot upGet your weight up, big up, pull ya boots upWhen you step into the club wit ya guns upIf the tension`s on your mind, then raise the roof upRaise the roof up, raise the roof upNever before we came to raise the roof upRaise the roof up, raise the roof upStill in all we came to raise the roof up[R] Minolta flash[S] Gun in the stash[T] Rollin for mo` hash[R] Tek, why you slap fire out em, hold fast[T] These niggas gotta pay the hard way[All] Three the hard way[R] Allah swingin on em like a San Diego Padre[Steele]You heard what the god say, let`s start thisProfessional marksman, swimmin like killa sharksWe lethal and heartlessOn point like a dart, bitchBomb your camp if you want thisConnect wit convicts on some Don shit[Tek]And spread the camouflage cats to get the money in StatGo to war like Saadam if he pushes you thatKeep his movements discreet when he out in the streetsHad to stash built to high heat for those who creep[Steele]Ha, peep the ghetto bastardsRun in your crib like two masked menI run wit a Tek, and we ain`t askin, we blastinChef brought the extra cannon from StatenRhyme official live broadcastin, makin it happen[Tek]