Cobra - Roney, Sick

Don’t get close

Haan

Gang

Ron dawg

Riding is official, banging out the issue

Just start fuck waiting on the whistle

My strap bangs loud like a pistol

One bullet turn a nigga into crippled

Minds not stable, bodies not able to hold it

So i ease down with the potion

Henny with the hypo, I turn hulk hogan

No body slams slap em with a four clip

Heads wide open barrel still smoking

Don’t get close when we’re in motion

From the day i dropped my flow it got stolen

Young nigga slump niggas crazy like the omen

Leave em wide open gushing out organs

Live niggas riding out seven in the morning

Catch em while he yawning walk up right on em

Knocking him out of his lights life and his jordans

They don’t got stripes cause they fighting just to earn it

They don’t got bridges in my city cause they burned em

Leaving Yg’s who they hire for the murders

Put a couple G’s on your life like insurance

Niggas said this, calling me a cobra

Me i’m just a general defending my soldiers

It’s hard to work i play that shit like a controller

Controller controller

Niggas said this, calling me a hiss hiss hiss

Me i’m just a general defending my soldiers

It’s hard to work i play that shit like a controller

Controller controller

Niggas lying saying they riding and i laugh

Till i run up on these niggas for the stash

If i let it clap he never coming back

I was dead broke i ain’t never going back

Take a walk on my block it’s haunted

Welcome to the block every nigga is boxed in

Guns by the boxes houses like trenches

Eighty year old men buying work with their pension

I remember running from detention

Now running from the bull pig and the west detention

Twenty four k chains looking like a lemon

Doing more than spitting crack nigga i sell it

She want an escort she a expert

Miley Cyrus how she famous for the ass twerk

She only shake it she no dancer

Booty hanging it look like her back hair

Pussy cat all black call her panther

Bust it wide open i don’t need a password

Goonie still smoking i don’t worry about cancer

Worried about guns, drugs, money and the slammer

Niggas said this, calling me a cobra

I’m just a general defending my soldier

It’s hard to work i play that shit like a controller

Controller controller

Niggas said this, calling me a hiss hiss hiss

Me i’m just a general defending my soldier

It’s hard to work i play that shit like a controller

Controller controller

Me i’m Mr. Work something like a stroller

Me i leave a hole in you the size of a donut

The only, the only love is cause we blowing up

But they get no love

Haan

Gang

Ron dawg