Текст песни Sadat X - Cock it Back
Sadat X - Cock it Back слова песни
Yeah, cock it yeah [* Gun cocking *] cock it backBling bling Dat[Hook]When I feel like I`m fallin` the fuck downAnd just for the fuck of it wanna let off a roundWhat, cock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *]Cock it back, cock it back click [* Gun cocking *]When I feel like the world is payI wake up one morning be like ya fuckin` me todayCock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *] cock it backCock it back click [* Gun cocking *] cock it back [* Gun cocking *][Verse 1]When I`m dead save my bonesTake DNA and make clonesAward, afford me luxury in my old ageAfter these years I should be slidin` on the gold stageMissed the blades fifty, they left a nigga off the whole pageFifty 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 plotY`all bring y`all best five to the gameAnd I`m gonna do the same [* Gun cocking *]And if y`all win I`m burst from the same way I cameThe great Dat alligned with a bo-day of ArabsThey said don`t fly black, yo just play cabsY`all happy y`all had a good day, y`all niggas slave slabsY`all niggas got money then huh y`all niggas get paid tabsSave my mic in a steel case for when they blast this placeAnd I can still be a hero to my raceY`all know I can`t change my faceThat`s why I only move with prosWho move that eighty long money when the bright sunshineAnd the streets was kind but we can`t rewindI want that new money, tight fittin` jewel moneyMine`s on tour, so I can take no moreSo y`all niggas better knock it off[Hook][Verse 2]Blame my check bein` late for this rageBlame child support for makin` me beats on the mailmanI got a new whip but is fucked up as my old vanNigga crash my whip, you seen em` hit em` cause he was an old man[* Gun cocking *] I gotta cold hand these days and no heartYou believe in that bullshit baby please don`t start [* Gun cocking *]Cock it once and it means no stressHouse cleaned and you fumed into my favorite dress [* Gun cocking *]You say I feelin` best, hey broad don`t gas meAnd don`t ever take no money outta my pockets, yo just ask meSee me down the block drinkin` Bud with the MexicansSpeakin` broken Spanish, I know a lil` I manage[Hook][Verse 3]I`m about to leave New York I can`t stayThe way shit is goin` I might have to get awayAll day tryin` to hit me with prices I can`t payNiggas bust the guns, got to duck and strayIs the block clear, nah y`all can` rock hereWith the 12, 12, 38, and 58, 58 [* Gun cocking *]If we don`t get it done here we gon` take it outta stateBurn something in the air, let the room be few [* Gun cocking *]My broads gon` give a show cause I told em` soCause they holdin` dough, while y`all niggas movin` slowOh y`all ain`t know, this is my every day flow [* Gun cocking *][Hook]