| My drug/rap competitiors, they come in flocks
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| I can’t sleep cuz when I do I think the game gon’stop
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| So I’m awake like an owl at a quarter to three
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| I hit your window with a nickel, Whats up baby it’s me Where I’m from we hate cops like we were bred to do it
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| Believe in Nike signs and gettin’high, so bitch just do it Right or wrong over right, we’ll disobey
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| Smokin weed, plottin greed listenin’to Sade
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| Man I hustle all day, eatin’cat fish and stapper
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| Battle everyday …(?)
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| Tryin’ta have paper from the bottom to the tip
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| Two words I can’t resist, motherfucker or bitch
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| I lost a few nickels but I never drop dimes
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| Huh, Pisces is the rap sign
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| Cobra Status!
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| Swimmin’like the man from Atlantis
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| A …(?) like Houdini, but like Houdini I will vanish
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| Baby was nineteen with a big ol’ass
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| Shit, damn near gave a nigga whiplash
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| Don’t ask me for money because I’m not gonna share it Smokin weed from Bob Marley because he …(?)
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| You best hope this wax don’t cut you
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| Hope one time don’t bust you
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| This style will finger fuck you
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| And patna I just cant trust you
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| Cobra Status!
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| Recognize game when it’s on your mind
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| You and that bitch playin’Andre rhymes
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| (?) situations like an SP-12
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| Go to hell, I made bail, Nigga fresh outta jail
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| With the look of the replican, shit gets deep
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| Already blunted up, and man I’m bumpin’the beat
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| Real pimp shit all in your bra
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| But it was me …(?) my little cousin Bobby Shaw
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| Cobra Status!
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| Nigga I’m the lost pimp of Gladis
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| Colder than a 40 heart (?) that’s shaked like a habit
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| Nigga I’m a hawk, you a forest bunny rabbit
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| My crew stay true but we can also get savage
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| Cobra Status!
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| Bitch don’t call me unless the party is packed
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| And gangsta shit is bumpin’on every track
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| Nigga them dice ain’t got no love
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| Shakin’like a nigga scared behind his gun
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| Cuz see, I tick like time and man I time like tick
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| Man niggas don’t forgive and we sure don’t forget
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| It’s the receiva, the 6 feet and ova …(?) ice creama
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| Rollin’cheeba in a beama
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| With a poetic passion
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| In a functional fashion
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| A full tank of gas
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| And man I’m mashin'
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| Speed like a Z-28 tinted crow
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| Look if you want
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| Your reflection will show
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| Cobra Status! |