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lirik lagu cookin up – dedric

[intro: dedric]
where i’m from
aaa*oooh
d
aaa*oooh
d*d*d
i’ma plug a hollow point up in yo motherf*ckin ass
(cookin up beats, cookin up beats, cookin up lotta beats!)

[hook: dedric]
i grasp this strap n*gga i hold it tight
enough lead in it to hit all of em twice
i’m growin up on beats, chicken and rice
thanks to moms, n*gga i’ll make sure she’s aight
we organizin, we got strategies
spin the block out, then make up alibies
if ah n*gga die i’ll make sure he got high
where i’m from n*gga, you don’t recognize
where i’m from n*gga, these choppas gone bite
where i’m from n*gga, n*ggas takin life
police and vertice, they just want us to die
i can see the demons in they eyes
they tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga
tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga
they tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga
tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga
[verse 1: dedric]
september, back to schoo*eowl, ah n*gga got the fuel (gas)
ah n*gga got the rules on, ah n*gga got them shoes on him
i don’t want yo sh*t baby i’m reckless and i’m full
d*ck work like a bull, no i ain’t get no wool
and i ain’t fenna pull it outta the f*ckin plant (n*gga)
and i never did it kuz i’m from ’02, i chant
i got a new strap and you can find it inside my pants
but i know you wanna see it, you a pig, you can’t
yo b*tch gotta breast implant
and my one is real n*gga
you can’t dare to try to change what i feel n*gga
i’m fed up but i ain’t full i gotta fill n*gga
this f*ckin bag, that’s why i be yellin piru n*gga
i never had to tell and never tried to n*gga
i ain’t get no discount, paid the price to it, n*gga
n*ggas turn from bro to snake, b*tch i done fight who did that
rat i never be, that
‘s why i be yellin piru n*gga!

[verse 2: dedric]
without criteria, spittin raw material
i also f*cks wit scammers from nigeria
free tha hhomiez behind bars, for nothin
motherf*ckas think our lives worth nothin, pow pow on em
got the violence on my mind, got these b*tches on my head
just flashes saw my eyes, tryinna be on the rise
like them other motherf*ckin n*ggas, pulled up with a rifle
another homie dead, no one stop the cycle
endless spiral, n*ggas visit me in the hospital
hoped another chance, wished another hope
c*cked pistol is all what i heard
n*ggas gray in the heart
fightin a n*gga when talkin sh*t on blood
homicide connectin, hear the sizzle in the middle
n*gga in jail for another f*ckin crystal
i play whistles
catchin cases, toppin budget
swear to god, i ain’t gone never be no puppet
[hook: dedric]
i grasp this strap n*gga i hold it tight
enough lead in it to hit all of em twice
i’m growin up on beats, chicken and rice
thanks to moms, n*gga i’ll make sure she’s aight
we organizin, we got strategies
spin the block out, then make up alibies
if ah n*gga die i’ll make sure he got high
where i’m from n*gga, you don’t recognize
where i’m from n*gga, these choppas gone bite
where i’m from n*gga, n*ggas takin life
police and vertice, they just want us to die
i can see the demons in they eyes
they tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga
tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga
they tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga
tryna put self*hatred in a n*gga

- dedric

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