Song | Cock It |
Artist | Juvenile |
Album | Juve the Great |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gray, Thomas | |
Uh huh, uh huh | |
Mic check, one, two | |
It's Juvenile comin' through | |
Uh uh, c'mon, c'mon | |
Who the man? | |
If I ain't it, ****** can't claim it | |
I can take a small name and make it famous | |
I reason with no one homie, | |
I got fa sho cliental | |
I'm a X L out here in the streets or lyin' in jail | |
I'm quick tempered, please limit ya words | |
I will send you in a hurry down south with the splurge | |
It's kind of hard to understand me 'cause | |
I speak with a slur | |
But my guns speak a language all the people done heard | |
Streets sense gon' keep me in it for a minute | |
You ******' with a | |
General, salute me | |
Lieutenant | |
I'm not too particular with lies | |
I look 'em in their eyes, say a pray before you die | |
This ain't about me, this is 'bout somethin' that's spoke | |
You know runnin' with a ****** while you cuttin' his throat | |
Oh you loose lip ******* get hung from a rope, you know | |
Bagged up and throwed off the side of a boat, oh! | |
**** it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that, out ya pocket 'cause the best can't stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
**** it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket 'cause the best can't stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
Keep on makin' ya laws, | |
I'm a keep breakin' them | |
I can move a package in any city | |
I'm stationed in | |
If ya son touchin' my *******t, you better pray for him | |
Bust his head and catch me a flight to where the hatred's been | |
I ain't the only solider they got a lot of these | |
All of these children make me know who dropped a lot of seeds | |
I smoke till my eyes shut, stay strapped | |
So if you think about sneakin', you better wise up | |
Hit you with the traqualizer, let it fill ya head | |
Paralyze you, have ya screamin', "I can't feel my legs" | |
Regardless of what a ****** or a ******* done said | |
The shell around ya get puked like eggs | |
I'm from the | |
M A G N O | |
L I AMy ******* gonna listen to what the hell | |
I sayYou ******s gonna respect it or get out my way | |
Or the Coroner's gonna happen to ya all time sake | |
**** it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket 'cause the best can't stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
**** it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket 'cause the best can't stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
You old ******s on ya last limb | |
Move over, let some ******s who really want it come cash in | |
Suppose to get killed for **** blockin' in cells | |
Solider bet you can't get no chronic up in hell | |
Fresh off the porch where the stash spot | |
I'm hungry tryna get the same respect that my dad got | |
Got the chopper, cut the weight, nice in the trash box | |
****** be on paper, so himmed up from the bad cops | |
How the hoes be actin', hopin' for child support | |
I need to snatch me a coat and endorse it with **** | |
I ain't even gotta speak on it | |
I put my G on it | |
******s gon' let us get that whenever we want it | |
Beef is beef whenever the *******t occurs | |
If it's real, it's gon' resolve into metal for sure | |
But hit the right one, he ain't respectin' my bad | |
My only satisfaction will be poppin' your ass | |
**** it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket 'cause the best can't stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
**** it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket 'cause the best can't stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? |
zuo ci : Gray, Thomas | |
Uh huh, uh huh | |
Mic check, one, two | |
It' s Juvenile comin' through | |
Uh uh, c' mon, c' mon | |
Who the man? | |
If I ain' t it, can' t claim it | |
I can take a small name and make it famous | |
I reason with no one homie, | |
I got fa sho cliental | |
I' m a X L out here in the streets or lyin' in jail | |
I' m quick tempered, please limit ya words | |
I will send you in a hurry down south with the splurge | |
It' s kind of hard to understand me ' cause | |
I speak with a slur | |
But my guns speak a language all the people done heard | |
Streets sense gon' keep me in it for a minute | |
You ' with a | |
General, salute me | |
Lieutenant | |
I' m not too particular with lies | |
I look ' em in their eyes, say a pray before you die | |
This ain' t about me, this is ' bout somethin' that' s spoke | |
You know runnin' with a while you cuttin' his throat | |
Oh you loose lip get hung from a rope, you know | |
Bagged up and throwed off the side of a boat, oh! | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that, out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
Keep on makin' ya laws, | |
I' m a keep breakin' them | |
I can move a package in any city | |
I' m stationed in | |
If ya son touchin' my t, you better pray for him | |
Bust his head and catch me a flight to where the hatred' s been | |
I ain' t the only solider they got a lot of these | |
All of these children make me know who dropped a lot of seeds | |
I smoke till my eyes shut, stay strapped | |
So if you think about sneakin', you better wise up | |
Hit you with the traqualizer, let it fill ya head | |
Paralyze you, have ya screamin', " I can' t feel my legs" | |
Regardless of what a or a done said | |
The shell around ya get puked like eggs | |
I' m from the | |
M A G N O | |
L I AMy gonna listen to what the hell | |
I sayYou s gonna respect it or get out my way | |
Or the Coroner' s gonna happen to ya all time sake | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
You old s on ya last limb | |
Move over, let some s who really want it come cash in | |
Suppose to get killed for blockin' in cells | |
Solider bet you can' t get no chronic up in hell | |
Fresh off the porch where the stash spot | |
I' m hungry tryna get the same respect that my dad got | |
Got the chopper, cut the weight, nice in the trash box | |
be on paper, so himmed up from the bad cops | |
How the hoes be actin', hopin' for child support | |
I need to snatch me a coat and endorse it with | |
I ain' t even gotta speak on it | |
I put my G on it | |
s gon' let us get that whenever we want it | |
Beef is beef whenever the t occurs | |
If it' s real, it' s gon' resolve into metal for sure | |
But hit the right one, he ain' t respectin' my bad | |
My only satisfaction will be poppin' your ass | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? |
zuò cí : Gray, Thomas | |
Uh huh, uh huh | |
Mic check, one, two | |
It' s Juvenile comin' through | |
Uh uh, c' mon, c' mon | |
Who the man? | |
If I ain' t it, can' t claim it | |
I can take a small name and make it famous | |
I reason with no one homie, | |
I got fa sho cliental | |
I' m a X L out here in the streets or lyin' in jail | |
I' m quick tempered, please limit ya words | |
I will send you in a hurry down south with the splurge | |
It' s kind of hard to understand me ' cause | |
I speak with a slur | |
But my guns speak a language all the people done heard | |
Streets sense gon' keep me in it for a minute | |
You ' with a | |
General, salute me | |
Lieutenant | |
I' m not too particular with lies | |
I look ' em in their eyes, say a pray before you die | |
This ain' t about me, this is ' bout somethin' that' s spoke | |
You know runnin' with a while you cuttin' his throat | |
Oh you loose lip get hung from a rope, you know | |
Bagged up and throwed off the side of a boat, oh! | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that, out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
Keep on makin' ya laws, | |
I' m a keep breakin' them | |
I can move a package in any city | |
I' m stationed in | |
If ya son touchin' my t, you better pray for him | |
Bust his head and catch me a flight to where the hatred' s been | |
I ain' t the only solider they got a lot of these | |
All of these children make me know who dropped a lot of seeds | |
I smoke till my eyes shut, stay strapped | |
So if you think about sneakin', you better wise up | |
Hit you with the traqualizer, let it fill ya head | |
Paralyze you, have ya screamin', " I can' t feel my legs" | |
Regardless of what a or a done said | |
The shell around ya get puked like eggs | |
I' m from the | |
M A G N O | |
L I AMy gonna listen to what the hell | |
I sayYou s gonna respect it or get out my way | |
Or the Coroner' s gonna happen to ya all time sake | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
You old s on ya last limb | |
Move over, let some s who really want it come cash in | |
Suppose to get killed for blockin' in cells | |
Solider bet you can' t get no chronic up in hell | |
Fresh off the porch where the stash spot | |
I' m hungry tryna get the same respect that my dad got | |
Got the chopper, cut the weight, nice in the trash box | |
be on paper, so himmed up from the bad cops | |
How the hoes be actin', hopin' for child support | |
I need to snatch me a coat and endorse it with | |
I ain' t even gotta speak on it | |
I put my G on it | |
s gon' let us get that whenever we want it | |
Beef is beef whenever the t occurs | |
If it' s real, it' s gon' resolve into metal for sure | |
But hit the right one, he ain' t respectin' my bad | |
My only satisfaction will be poppin' your ass | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? | |
it, take berrata then pop it | |
Give me that out ya pocket ' cause the best can' t stop it | |
East coast whassup? | |
Down south whassup? | |
West coast whassup? | |
Mid West whassup? |