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I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup, got me leaning
Rolling up a fat, fat Swisher while Iâm singing, oh, oh, oh
Uh, diamond in the back
Homey, you know the West
Sticky dope put a hole in your chest
C.O.B. rep the code to the death, with no regrets
Iâm a fully loaded rock star
Uzi keep shooting at you snitches in the cop car
Louis V., Huey P. Newton, the Oxy pill, Bobby Seale: house nigga
I was in the cotton field
Now Iâm âbout to clock a mill
Presidential Rollie shit with that Barack appeal
I ball it, kick it, like Iâm on a Ghana soccer field
Wonder how Pacâd feel? How would Big Papa feel?
To know itâs still real niggas countinâ dollar bill
And I keep a loaded chopper for you dirty bastards
âCause to beat a murder rap, you gotta murder rappers (Ha!)
Leave you leaning like some purple Shasta
Million Dollar , ho: this the early chapters
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
In the coupe with the seats back is where youâll find me
If you ainât got your money up, never mind me, ooh
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning
Rolling up a fat, fat Swisher while Iâm singing, oh, oh, oh
(Shouts out to Slaughterhouse!)
I hang with gangbangers and some
crazy-ass white dudes
Nigga with an attitude, rappers think they Ice Cube
But I seen youâre kind of soft more like my junior
Iâmma call you high-school, aight? Cool
True or false: before your album dropped
Tell me was you a boss?
You say yeah: thatâs as foolish as a Jewish cross
You donât even believe it
Got me wondering who the fuck you are when your musicâs off
For what itâs worth, I recall eating a (?) sandwich
Still managed to do my work: putting in work famished
But now they call me âel jefeâ: I learned Spanish
Iâd be lying if I say the money make the hurt vanish
But it helps when these hoes suck a boss player
Still love black women; fuck John Mayer
I got a white girl: fat ass, blonde hair
We make good music every time I Kanye her
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
In a coupe with the seats back is where youâll find me (Ay!)
If you ainât got your money up, never mind me (Get your paper up nigga!)
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning
Rolling up a fat, fat Swisher while Iâm singing, oh, oh, oh
(My nigga Big Style in this bitch)
Yeah, and the beat goes on
No sleep, been in the streets so long
Mama called me like âPlease go home.â
Maâ I need to get these C-notes on
See Iâm all about action and less hopinâ
Better die with my Smith & Wessâ smokinâ or havinâ sex strokinâ
Just jokinâ: Seth Rogen
Life was a heifer, when I left her, she had her legs open
And on my tombstone tell âem to put sssutt sssutt
C.O.B. âtil I die my niggas, sssutt sssutt
But for now I ride fly as Tuskegee Airmen
Itâs ironic: a stand-up nigga, but still the chairman
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
In the coupe with the seat back is where you find me (Ay!)
If you ainât at your money up, never mind me, oh (I feel good right now)
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning (K-Young!)
Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while Iâm singing, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
- Álbum:
- Apex Predator
- Game Time (Single)
- Million Dollar $tory (EP)
- More Pigface Weapon Waist
- In None We Trust - The Prelude (EP)
- Non-Album Releases
- St. Valentines Day Bossacre
- KXNG CROOKED - Sex, Money & Hip-Hop
- Compilation
- Game Time
- Dynasty Boss, Volume 3: The Block Obama Edition
- Psalm 82:6
- Planet C.O.B., Volume 1
- In None We Trust EP
- In None We Trust - The Prelude
- Planet C.O.B Vol. 1
- Everythang
- Million Dollar $Tory - The EP
- Million Dollar $tory
- Planet COB, Vol. 1