The Cook Up

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BanQ Boyz

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Hey, you say you really a get active
Out your body n**** pull up
Street smart n**** bought
A chop and picked a book up

S*** a happen fast you'll be
Dead before you look up
Make a n**** strip look at the
Ground just like a push up
Come and stop and shop
Park at the sign I got the hook up
We be in them gators
Different flavors, like a cook up

Guaranteed to show out n****
You should come and book us
The ops they don't go out
Guess we got them n***** shook up
Police got to search we make it
Hard for them to cook us
Go and get that bag all by ourselves
We gotta push us

B O A B E N T you n*****
Better ask about
Young wild n***** they be
Rapping with they chest out
I don't mind the hating that
S*** only bring the best out
We been getting money
It ain't really s*** to stress about

I might get a chain with a op name
And put a skull on it
N***** want me dead tell them
Come head and put a dub on it
I'm a buy some land up in my hood
And put a club on it
Water around my neck and
My next rope might have a tub on it

It's no limit to this s*** like
Master P I got the hook up
We baby these n***** that's why
When they see us they look up
If you ain't heard of the bank
Better get on Google and look up
Say you something you ain't
And now gotta come prove it to us

I'm the focus but my name should've
Been mister don't give two f****
My brothers with me so them
B***** better come two plus
My balls big cause God gave me
Two Spaldin's for two nuts
And she loving the crew like the weekend
Cause she know the crew cut

Promoters on our head say
B*NQ B*YZ hot we gotta book em
So we brought them bullies
Out to the party you know we took em
He ain't give us our change until
We turned him upside down and shook him
We all about Benjamin's
And that's why we can't f*** with Bucum
These n***** pussy

We pros so we can't f*** with rookies
I'll put a n**** in a headlock
And give him a noggie
I ain't Mitch but I'm getting rich
Like I f*** with Ace Boogie
Rest In Peace Trayvon Martin
You won't kill me in this grey hoodie

They say that we live to die
But n**** I ain't dying
Before they put me under
N***** I'm a do the crime
Rolling through a n**** hood
With bro ski he a slime
They say turn the city up
N**** this our time

Hop up in that bag, I'll beat yo ass
Don't need no iron
Trying to stack that money up
Don't need to waste no time
Catch me up in traffic with a ho
Don't cross that line
We with another b****
She in the back snorting that line

Focused on this rap and
The streets damn it's hard
Been around them killers
Since I jumped off the porch
Everybody hang with me better
Wear that B*** boy on they shirt
And if they go against it
They gone get put in the dirt

I don't want to have to do it
But I put the bank first
You can't ride the wave cause
Your ass gone sink first
I'm steady making plays
Switching lanes in that vert
I'm posted with the gang
And the gang stay alert

First time I ever had a band
Was at fifteen
I had money before pussy
N**** wet dream
Only motto for me is to
Get green never turn green
If I wasn't rapping then now
I'd never be seen look

Like I'm invisible
Just like a fein off that fen
S*** can get critical
I can't keep fucking with a bad b****
With no principles
That shit getting too typical
B**** can't even clean her house
At the minimum, that's crazy

If I ever do a turn around I'm a turn
That bitch to a three eighty
Need a little more so
I'm can bag me a Mercedes
I been turnt lately
So the presence been shady
Like a dead beat parent
They ain't been f******
With they baby

Ha, look, they ain't been
F****** with they baby
Young wild n**** chest out
About one eighty
B*N Q B O Y Z  n*****
That's what made me
I dare a n**** try to play me

B O A B E N T you n*****
Better ask about
Young wild n***** they be
Rapping with they chest out
I don't mind the hating that
S*** only bring the best out
We been getting money
It ain't really s*** to stress about

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