Black Trump Lyrics - Singles - Cocoa Brovaz

I had to get some real professionals for the job, son 

Numerous cats, word up, that's 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 

Attack mode, time to strike like a cobra 

Poisonous venom into your system killin' you slower 

Than niggas wit blowers to your jugler, my brother's keeper 

But I put my brother to sleep, if my brother try to creep up 

You know me son, show respect when I'm 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 York's finest 

Let me warn y'all killas upstairs 

I seen all y'all, heavy like fuck 

Thinkin' my niggas might flaw y'all 

Blow ya ammo, shallah seen the God fly commando 

Handle, gun on my leg, blow his hand off 

I'm lookin' at you why, like 

"Fuck, you probably think I'm high" 

Seems luck, chain around my neck, bought it from Egypt 

Me what? Hennesy drink 

Mahogany guns, we treesed up 

Come out your shirt, buckle knees-up 

This Casablanca rap nigga throw some cheese up 

Let's poly, slow-mo status 

Bring the keys up 

Wonderin', runners is lookin' mighty fees'd up 

Right stupid, FBI sell 'em these guns 

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, bitch, 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 

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 tension's 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 tension's on your mind, then raise the roof up 

Raise the roof up, raise the roof up, right 

Never before we came to raise the roof up 

Raise the roof up, right, raise the roof up 

Microphone politicians 

Still in all we came to raise the roof up 

Minolta flash 

Gun in the stash 

Rollin' for mo' hash 

Tek, why you slap fire out 'em 

Hold fast 

These niggas gotta pay the hard way 

Three the hard way 

Allah swingin' on 'em like a San Diego Padre 

You heard what the God say 

Let's start this 

Professional marksma 

Swimmin' like killa sharks 

We lethal and heartless 

On point like a dart, bitch 

Bomb your camp if you want this 

Connect wit convicts on some Don shit 

And spread the camouflage cats 

To get the money in Stat 

Go to war like Sadaam 

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 

Ha, peep the ghetto bastards, run in your crib like two 

Masked men, I run wit a Tek, and we ain't askin', we blastin' 

Chef brought the extra cannon from Staten 

Rhyme official live broadcastin', makin' it happen 

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 

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 tucked 

If the tension's 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 layin' in the cut wit ya guns tucked 

If the tension's on your mind, then raise the roof up 

Raise the roof up, raise the roof up 

Raise the roof, we came to raise the roof up 

(What?) 

Raise the roof up, raise the roof up 

Raise the roof, we came to raise the roof up 

(It's on again) 

Raise the roof up, raise the roof up 

Raise the roof, we came to raise the roof up 

(Word up, put your hands down) 

Raise the roof up, raise the roof up 

Raise the roof, we came to raise the roof up 

(Word up, this shit is multi, y'all gonna see it, word up) 

(Smiff, Wess, Lex) 

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire 

(From the projects, phony projects next) 

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire 

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire 

We don't need no water, like the Cocoa B's 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 tension's on your mind, then raise the roof up