Kocky lyrics

by

Brotha Lynch Hung


[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Aw sh*t, aw f*ck
Me, Kali and Ces we go to get bucks
On the path but didn't think we'd get stuck
By some crass lads that's 'bout to get tough
And they play not, temperatures stay hot
And don't nobody be relaxin' when on they block
Like in a yay spot, never let that pay stop
Unless you wanna be trippin' with Kutty and Jay Rock

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
Bad Flames, Feature Presentation, Raw and UnKutt
All of 'em undeniable classics like who they come from
Most talked about on the internet, n*gga I been a vet
Eleven years strong, still holdin' on and I ain't finished yet
Red headed-est step child
It's a plague spread to accept how it is
Wanna see me fall get me out the loot
When all I've done is respect how it is
Now I gotta turn into a n*gga you once knew
No mo' papers, off probation, I'm a cold case
He gon' sho hate it
When I throw a bomb like Troy Aikman
To do damage you walk in a bunch huh?
When you n*ggas are really the punks huh?
In the hearts of men, I'm seeing cowards
Where you n*ggas at when the funk come?
Smoke a blunt to that
When the funk ensues you resort to rap
Said you was all in, 2 on the 10 you must distort the facts
So I pledge allegiance to only me, I only breathe
Eat to sh*t, the chrome's in me [probably wrong]
The only misconstrued message in the song you see
Is it's not arrogance, this is what it's grown to be
[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
See you can tell be the way that I use my wealth I'm c*cky
This the man right chyea as to ya'll out south I'm c*cky
And if you ain't figured out what we talkin' about
I'm the one they all talkin' about
And if they hate me or loathing me, my name in they mouth I'm c*cky

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Pull up to the spot, watch the girls all pause
Like a dirty ass dog house, drawers gon' fall
b*tches get wet when they see that candy paint
Suck yo di*k through them boxers 'cause you got bank
Shout out to them shot callers, n*ggas got rank
Death to you snitches singin' like Drake
I'm all the way silent, I never break
Pillow talking to them hoes, you all the way gay, yeah
The problem is n*ggas never know they place
Just know your role, play your part and you'll be straight
But n*ggas crooked like Deebo eye
And could never ever see why we so fly, yeah
You either gotta go home or go hard
Keep a bad b*tch with a good job and good jaw
Black strap on me, yeah you can tell when I walk
Pitbull off the leash, if you flinch I'ma bark

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
See you can tell be the way that I use my wealth I'm c*cky
This the man right chyea as to ya'll out south I'm c*cky
And if you ain't figured out what we talkin' about
I'm the one they all talkin' about
And if they hate me or loathing me, my name in they mouth I'm c*cky
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
You thought we through, stop the bull talk, we rule
Papi smooth, knock these fools off me
Boo sloppy, how I have they b*tches bukakke
Move awfully, cool hotty, slob these jewels softly
Who's naughty? Shock exudes bossy, dude's c*cky
Soowoo got me blue blocky
When I do shop, at the woowop, I bought the mu Jockey
My Gucc watch perfuse rocks
And I be loose of the Caribou Lou
Mami your poonani, saw me and got tsunami
Tech's elated, I'm rated
They say the greatest paraded my latest pages I created, and the news shot me
That's why I'm hated, you faggots is weak and dated
When I spray this place and do away with this fakin' then erase it, who'd stop me?
It is evident, that you wonder why and where her cheddar went!
That look on your face I'm seeing, I'd rather get when your boo prop me
I'm a sedative, 'cause I beat it repetitive
Used twat be— all in ya mouth and you never knew Charlie

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
See you can tell be the way that I use my wealth I'm c*cky
This the man right chyea as to ya'll out south I'm c*cky
And if you ain't figured out what we talkin' about
I'm the one they all talkin' about
And if they hate me or loathing me, my name in they mouth I'm c*cky
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