[to the underground pipe music of Super Mario Brothers] [Verse One] S-T what I represent, N-Y Hold it down for my peeps in the 'ville in Do or Die For the record let it be known - chrome for sale and any one of these niggaz could blow your grill Show your skill - you want war? Hold your steel You want more? Unload techs, you all could feel Raw deal, you all peel, run for the hills Run for your shields, the battlefield's blastin at will [Verse Two] Smoke Dawg you know my name I'll, be the same til the day that I'm laid down Niggaz push me to the point's gotta spray rounds Takin shit like for a game, actin like clowns - always playin You ain't bustin off, just shootin the breeze cause you scared of the repercussion after we squeeze You ain't been through what I did just to get where I'm at Streets where I rep and B-K where I be at [Chorus: Cocoa Brovas] Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack [Steele] I'mma Brooklyn survivor, these streets is hotter than lava Top of saliva, burn you like fire I'm a B.K.D.C.S.T. smokin Nestle with a chick in a G.S. Tree Why Missy so sexy but she's a bitch Chill shorty, who can't play me I'm a general baby, what you crazy Bucktown where niggas be actin so shady [Tek] Welcome to Crooklyn, where we send shots to ya fitted Rock two tone doo rags and whips and kid it I love to shit it, fuck you if you ain't wit it Out here I know the D.A. get cases aquited So why would I up and leave, behind all my team All that cream, go to where new and start out clean My sixteen, these niggas cramp with hoes Been all around the word, still Brooklyn's own [Chorus x2] [Cocoa Brovas] What we live is what you read about And any time of the day we bring the heaters out My nigga stacked his dough, then he bought the Beemer out Now you wonderin what Cocoa B's about? (Cocoa BEEEEEZ, Cocoa BEEEEEEEEZ) [Verse Four] Cocoa B-R-double-O K-L-Y-N with a couple HOEES Tired of coppin weed bags, had enough of those Invest in a few pounds or a couple O's My niggaz hustle most aggressive and keep the toast on point for the B's and whenever beef approach If you want me you can find me in the reefer smoke Chrome close, anyone compete - meet your ghost [Verse Five] All my heights and capers, Smoky Lah be one of the greatest Can't tell you all the things my niggaz do for the papers Why our Roc's look like Raiders and got models for ladies Come through in fresh wears, always drivin Mercedes Summer days and mountain bikes, wet Timbs on my feet Move with the heat, Cocoa B's influence your speech Four in a week, catch me in the park gettin scent Federales stay all over the bar, behind the neck, out in [Chorus: x2] Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack [Cocoa Brovas] What we live is what you read about And any time of the day we bring the heaters out My nigga stacked up his dough and brought the Beemer out And now you wonderin what Cocoa B's about?
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[to the underground pipe music of Super Mario Brothers] [Verse One] S-T what I represent, N-Y Hold it down for my peeps in the 'ville in Do or Die For the record let it be known - chrome for sale and any one of these niggaz could blow your grill Show your skill - you want war? Hold your steel You want more? Unload techs, you all could feel Raw deal, you all peel, run for the hills Run for your shields, the battlefield's blastin at will [Verse Two] Smoke Dawg you know my name I'll, be the same til the day that I'm laid down Niggaz push me to the point's gotta spray rounds Takin shit like for a game, actin like clowns - always playin You ain't bustin off, just shootin the breeze cause you scared of the repercussion after we squeeze You ain't been through what I did just to get where I'm at Streets where I rep and B-K where I be at [Chorus: Cocoa Brovas] Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack [Steele] I'mma Brooklyn survivor, these streets is hotter than lava Top of saliva, burn you like fire I'm a B.K.D.C.S.T. smokin Nestle with a chick in a G.S. Tree Why Missy so sexy but she's a bitch Chill shorty, who can't play me I'm a general baby, what you crazy Bucktown where niggas be actin so shady [Tek] Welcome to Crooklyn, where we send shots to ya fitted Rock two tone doo rags and whips and kid it I love to shit it, fuck you if you ain't wit it Out here I know the D.A. get cases aquited So why would I up and leave, behind all my team All that cream, go to where new and start out clean My sixteen, these niggas cramp with hoes Been all around the word, still Brooklyn's own [Chorus x2] [Cocoa Brovas] What we live is what you read about And any time of the day we bring the heaters out My nigga stacked his dough, then he bought the Beemer out Now you wonderin what Cocoa B's about? (Cocoa BEEEEEZ, Cocoa BEEEEEEEEZ) [Verse Four] Cocoa B-R-double-O K-L-Y-N with a couple HOEES Tired of coppin weed bags, had enough of those Invest in a few pounds or a couple O's My niggaz hustle most aggressive and keep the toast on point for the B's and whenever beef approach If you want me you can find me in the reefer smoke Chrome close, anyone compete - meet your ghost [Verse Five] All my heights and capers, Smoky Lah be one of the greatest Can't tell you all the things my niggaz do for the papers Why our Roc's look like Raiders and got models for ladies Come through in fresh wears, always drivin Mercedes Summer days and mountain bikes, wet Timbs on my feet Move with the heat, Cocoa B's influence your speech Four in a week, catch me in the park gettin scent Federales stay all over the bar, behind the neck, out in [Chorus: x2] Cause Brook-lyn where we live-at Jugg-lin the good-crack (roo ROO) Hand-lin a big-gat My-army got my bi-zack [Cocoa Brovas] What we live is what you read about And any time of the day we bring the heaters out My nigga stacked up his dough and brought the Beemer out And now you wonderin what Cocoa B's about?
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