Philly's Most Wanted

Philly's Most Wanted - Cocoa Leaf (No Relief) songtekst

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(featuring Clipse, Fam-Lay & Rosco P. Coldchain) 



[Pharrell in background]



[Pharrell]

Yo, hah huh, yo tell em



[Verse - Pusha T]

Kard' in me, I flow too angry for some

Introduce myself I waving a gun

Cocked the banger, filled the barrell, pop minus one

Pop again, lay his men flee now it's down

Known for popping four and putting cock in whore

Love expensive homes of stones with pocket doors

I fuck white whives, that drive white fives

Go to court, testify for me and tell white lies

When I pull up, the people say "HOT them boys!"

22 but childish how we cop them toys

Sorry contradict myself, kinda hard to stop it

Glock and my ski nose, piece out of the pocket



[Verse - Boobonic]

Hey yo it's Boobonic, tightest nigga around here

I'm next level, motherfuckers is downstairs

Niggaz call me a square, when I clock

Cause I'm eating from four corners in one block, get it?

Bottom line I'm the shit at all times

Come through in the five, grippin all dimes

Let's weigh mine to yours

I went to Vegas in '94, mind you I'm only 20

Ain't wit a whole lotta shit, just money

I'm so paid, that's why you niggaz so funny

X ya name, cause I'm next in the game to shine

Y'all faggot rappers can't fuck wit mine



[Chorus - Rosco P. Coldchain] (2x)

Y'all niggaz walk wit no belief

Y'all niggaz talk wit no relief

When you see me wit that .44 know it's me

Give up that cash, or that pack, or that cocoa leaf



[Verse - Fam-Lay]

Fam-Lay ain't scared y'all

Look, I swear I ain't scared

Six shots at his mink cap, watch our shit

Look the nigga bout to die and he don't even know it

I fucked wit a lotta chicks that I don't even go at

Have a suit from the coppers, the dope won't even throw it

And y'all never knew I'm mad cause I won't even show it

Calm demeanor, flips when I palm the nina

I'm gifted, get shit straight from Argentina

Three vicious pimps but they moms is meaner

Got big tit chicks, Lord y'all should see 'em

The boss is heavy, let off cross and steady

Or even straight through the middle like Dorsey Levy



[Verse - Mr. Man]

In the ML 430, block crack and twist em

Bruce'll fall back bitch see the solar system

Hoes - never kiss em, fuck get a dick sucked

You better than what? More hoes than who?

Can't na nigga ball like Mr. Man and Boo

Gucci from the suit, shirt belt to the suit

Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

When my block getting money, everything is fine

Cop two bricks, stole ride roun' nine

Now I'm the shit, the clique is cool

And we boost six hours shift, fuck school

Fuck ice, I got heat that'll blow your cool



[Chorus]



[Verse - Rosco P. Coldchain]

Playas think they can stand infront of me? Wit that ice on

Like as if Rosco wouldn't make their brains all crispy

I'm far from patient, it take something minor to push me

I thought my name was self explanatory, y'all niggaz be asking for it

Rosco's slang term for gun, P's for Porter

Coldchain nigga I'll take yours and sport it

And if you pussies got something to say about that

You can chit chat wit me and my gat, that day about that

On the spot, that moment, that second about that

I'll pull the Heckling, cock, and commense to pop

Heat from the stove, oven stuffing baking your top

And while you're on the pavement bleeding to death

I'll proceed to inspect - your pockets

Fingers, wrists, and your neck

I want the platinum rings, watches, including baguettes



[Verse - Malice]

When I come it's wit 10 friends and a cross beam

Red dot pulsating on his offspring

Far from fiction what I kick in these flows

I'm the proud pop of them twin fo fo's

Mac and nine milly, ice quite chilly

I chase that paper, being broke? that's silly

What's worse than a group a niggaz wit no say?

We skip to the front of the line and don't pay

His stash at the foot of the bed, you don't say

Fill his Dolce wit more holes than crochet

No deal go down wit out a gun involved

Cause I'm raw like a Harley wit monkey bars



[Chorus - to fade]
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