ILL BILL, Raekwon - Coka Moshiach lyrics
[ILL BILL, Raekwon - Coka Moshiach lyrics]
Yeah, sniff your brains out all my Al Capone
Al Pacino nigga's for real nigga
Sniff your brains out all my Al Capone
Al Pacino nigga's for them gangsters
Sniff your brains out all my Al Capone
Al Pacino nigga's
Yeah, let's get it, Yo, hey yo
Bill represent nigga what up, what up
An eight ball of coke will make
Sara smile like Hall & Oates
Line it up, spread it on
The table like Torah scrolls, homie
But, if you Len Bias, you're a goner
Now put the money in the bag before
Me and Rae pull an Osama
Square biz, no plots or schemes boy
Hit you with 50 shots like
Them cops from Queens
You're on a cross with a crown that bleeds
Resurrect you with a speed bump and
Trumpets that sound like screams
Shoot the bitch in the trunk
Of the Buick for foolishness
Killed for losing bricks
This is Only Built For Cuban Linx
Lord know I got mouths to feed
So my heart is ice cold
To anybody outside my team
Fuck you, pay me a
Million dollars, matter fact
Make it a billion
Fuck a condo I'm taking the building
Posted like the Freeway Ricky
Ross in the Porsche
And hosted by Manowar's Ross
The Boss at L'amours
Sniff your brains out all my Vinny
The Chins and Joe Pescis
With coke recipes and hoes on ecstasy
La Coka Nostra a brand you can trust
Catch me in the bathroom
Stall handing out bumps
We blast shottys off the roof, strapped
Trapped in a coup living like this
Duke'll have a nigga bidding in boots
I swear to my seeds
Daddy gonna buy you the V's
But instead I got trapped and
Started buying them keys
I went from rich kid
Selling under the bench to lynch kid
High power money nigga living in Richmond
Wore a few beefs, ran through hoods
Ordered new jeeps
Pull guns on police, shot up the four seasons
Then I got clapped, yapped
Thought I had it right
But, I was wrong then
Now I get it on when I write i rectify this
You live by the sword and
Get fried by the board
Cause that's the only way we got to get on
What it is nigga, get high
Remember the grizz
And play the tape that resemble
The great, that's Raekwiz, nigga
Stay real, history's ill
Don't stop til you cash in
Catch me in the Aston with Bill Pill
Al Pacino nigga's for real nigga
Sniff your brains out all my Al Capone
Al Pacino nigga's for them gangsters
Sniff your brains out all my Al Capone
Al Pacino nigga's
Yeah, let's get it, Yo, hey yo
Bill represent nigga what up, what up
An eight ball of coke will make
Sara smile like Hall & Oates
Line it up, spread it on
The table like Torah scrolls, homie
But, if you Len Bias, you're a goner
Now put the money in the bag before
Me and Rae pull an Osama
Square biz, no plots or schemes boy
Hit you with 50 shots like
Them cops from Queens
You're on a cross with a crown that bleeds
Resurrect you with a speed bump and
Trumpets that sound like screams
Shoot the bitch in the trunk
Of the Buick for foolishness
Killed for losing bricks
This is Only Built For Cuban Linx
Lord know I got mouths to feed
So my heart is ice cold
To anybody outside my team
Fuck you, pay me a
Million dollars, matter fact
Make it a billion
Fuck a condo I'm taking the building
Posted like the Freeway Ricky
Ross in the Porsche
And hosted by Manowar's Ross
The Boss at L'amours
Sniff your brains out all my Vinny
The Chins and Joe Pescis
With coke recipes and hoes on ecstasy
La Coka Nostra a brand you can trust
Catch me in the bathroom
Stall handing out bumps
We blast shottys off the roof, strapped
Trapped in a coup living like this
Duke'll have a nigga bidding in boots
I swear to my seeds
Daddy gonna buy you the V's
But instead I got trapped and
Started buying them keys
I went from rich kid
Selling under the bench to lynch kid
High power money nigga living in Richmond
Wore a few beefs, ran through hoods
Ordered new jeeps
Pull guns on police, shot up the four seasons
Then I got clapped, yapped
Thought I had it right
But, I was wrong then
Now I get it on when I write i rectify this
You live by the sword and
Get fried by the board
Cause that's the only way we got to get on
What it is nigga, get high
Remember the grizz
And play the tape that resemble
The great, that's Raekwiz, nigga
Stay real, history's ill
Don't stop til you cash in
Catch me in the Aston with Bill Pill