Представляем точный текст композиции "Cock It" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Juvenile . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Cock It» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Juvenile передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Juvenile - "Cock It"
Lyrics to Cock It : [Juvenile] Uh Huh, Uh Huh Mic check one, two its Juvenile coming through Uh Uh cmon, cmon [Verse 1] Who the man' if I aint it nigga cant claim it I can take a small name and make it famous I reason with no one homie I got fa sho cliental Im a XL out here in the streets or lyin in jail Im quick tempored please limit ya words I will send you in a hurry down south with the splurge its kind of hard to understand me cause I speak with a slur but my guns speak a language all the people done heard streets sense gon keep me in it for a minute you fuckin with a general salute me lieutenant Im not too particular with lies I look em in there eyes say a pray before you die this aint about me this about somethin thats spoke you know runnin with a nigga while you cuttin his throat oh them loose lip bitches get hung from a rope you know bagged up and throwed off the side of a boat, oh! [Chorus - repeat 2X] Cock it, take berrata then pop it give me that out ya pocket cause the best cant stop it East coast whassup, Down south whassup West coast whassup, Mid West whassup [Verse 2] Keep on makin ya laws, Im a keep breaking them I can move a package in any city Im stationed in if ya son touchin my shit you better pray for him bust his head and catch me a flight to where the hatreds been I aint the only solider they got alot of these all of these children make me know who dropped alot of seeds I smoke till my eyes shut stay strapped so if you think about sneakin you better wise up hit you with the traqualizer let it fill ya head paralyze you have ya screamin "I cant feel my legs" regardless of what a nigga or a bitch done said the shell around ya get poked like eggs Im from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A my bitches gonna listen to what the hell I say you niggas gonna respect it or get out my way or the ('') gonna happen to ya all time sake [Chorus] [Verse 3] You old niggas on ya last limb move over let some niggas who really want it come cash in suppose to get killed for cock blockin in cells solider bet you cant get no chronic up in hell fresh off the porch where the stash spot Im hungry tryna get the same respect that my Dad got got the chopper cut the wieght, nice in the stash box nigga be on paper so himmed up from the bad cops how the hoes be actin hopin for child support I need to snatch me a coat and endorse it with dope I aint even gotta speak on it I put my G on it niggas gon let us get that whenever we want it beef is beef whenever the shit occurs if its real its gon resolve into metal for sure but hit the right one he aint respectin my bad my only satisfaction will be poppin your ass [Chorus] - till end [ Cock It Lyrics ]
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