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Cocoa Brovaz - Black Trump Lyrics

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  • *sample repeated in background during entire song*
  • Guess whos the black trump [raekwon]
  • [steele] (raekwon)
  • I had to get some real professionals for the job, son
  • (numerous cats) word up
  • (thats right) official niggas word up
  • (this is what you call ? ) straight blazin through what
  • Raise the roof is what we came to do (like hash browns)
  • Blazin through, blazin through (pass that african black gold over here)
  • Raise the roof is what we came to do
  • Blazin through, blazin through (you know how we rock)
  • Raise the roof is what we came to do (smiff-n-wess-n-lex set up shop)
  • [steele]
  • Attack mode, time to strike like a cobra
  • Poisonous venom into your system killin you slower
  • Than niggas wit blowers to your jugler
  • My brothers keeper but I put my brother to sleep
  • If my brother try to creep up
  • You know my son, show respect when Im rockin the podium
  • Steam-rollin on niggas, my team straight blowin em
  • Got em throwin they gunz in the air like onyx
  • Chef and smiff-n-wessun crime shit, new yorks finest
  • [raekwon]
  • Let me warn yall killas upstairs
  • I seen all yall, heavy like *****, thinkin my niggas might flaw yall
  • Blow ya ammo, shallah seen the God fly commando
  • Handle, gun on my leg, blow his hand off
  • Im lookin at you why, like *****, you probably think Im high
  • Seems luck, chain around my neck, bought it from e-gypt
  • Me what? hennesy drink, mahogany guns, we treesed up
  • Come out your shirt, buckle knees-up
  • This casablanca rap nigga throw some cheese up
  • Lets poly, slow-mo status, bring the keys up
  • Wonderin, runners is lookin mighty feesd up
  • Right stupid, fbi sell em ? guns
  • [tek]
  • Make this money, niggas hold up guns
  • Armed full of licks, plus your dick, drop your ones
  • Baby need new shoes and a outfit
  • I see you stick-up kids, you came wit the dick lick
  • You see my set of twin-hitmen from bushwick?
  • Two chicks wit the twenty-two tecs, *****
  • You heard about em
  • Now open up the circle so the dice can breathe
  • Pay you double, if you triple, if you push you pay me
  • [chorus]
  • Gotta poly wit ya crew to stack ya loot up
  • Get your weight up, big up, pull ya boots up
  • If you step into the club wit your guns up
  • If the tensions on your mind then raise the roof up
  • You gotta keep it in the fam, stack ya loot up
  • Get your weight up, big up, pull ya boots up
  • When you step into the club wit ya guns up
  • If the tensions on your mind, then raise the roof up
  • Raise the roof up, raise the roof up
  • Never before we came to raise the roof up
  • Raise the roof up, raise the roof up
  • Still in all we came to raise the roof up
  • [r] minolta flash
  • [s] gun in the stash
  • [t] rollin for mo hash
  • [r] tek, why you slap fire out em, hold fast
  • [t] these niggas gotta pay the hard way
  • [all] three the hard way
  • [r] allah swingin on em like a san diego padre
  • [steele]
  • You heard what the God say, lets start this
  • Professional marksman, swimmin like killa sharks
  • We lethal and heartless
  • On point like a dart, *****
  • Bomb your camp if you want this
  • Connect wit convicts on some don shit
  • [tek]
  • And spread the camouflage cats to get the money in stat
  • Go to war like saadam if he pushes you that
  • Keep his movements discreet when he out in the streets
  • Had to stash built to high heat for those who creep
  • [steele]
  • Ha, peep the ghetto bastards
  • Run in your crib like two masked men
  • I run wit a tek, and we aint askin, we blastin
  • Chef brought the extra cannon from staten
  • Rhyme official live broadcastin, makin it happen
  • [tek]
  • You gotta make power moves, black guns and cash rules
  • Hold my eight straight cuz I been payin dues
  • Wave king from way back tryin to make a mill stack
  • Miami money cats that leave you layin down flat
  • Chorus
  • *replace when you step into the club wit ya guns up
  • W/ when you layin in the cut wit ya guns tucked*
  • *steele chanting raise the roof up*
  • [raekwon]
  • Its on again
  • Word up, put your hands down
  • Word up, this shit is multi
  • Yall gonna see it, word up
  • Smiff, wess, lex
  • *steele chanting the roof, the roof, the roof is on fire*
  • From the projects, phony projects
  • Next!
  • (we dont need no water, like the cocoa bs burn)
  • (gotta poly wit your crew to stack ya loot up)
  • (get ya weight up, big up, pull ya boots up)
  • (when you step into the club wit the guns up)
  • (if the tensions on your mind, then raise the roof up)

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