Lyrics
I'm breaking down Cookies up the street from Melrose
I feel like the Rock, I drop my peoples elbows
Burner with me, they don't want the wreck
When broke people hate on you, it's a compliment
I'll send a shooter to your job send you a pic of you
Walking in with your car out front, like bro this is you
illadel , this the zoo
These bullets like the Cartel, they'll risk missing a few
Just to get some thru
Your trap dead, and you're the living proof
I had to quit the hoops, trapping nicks on stoops
Throwing Blic's on roofs
I was deeply impacted, like a wisdom tooth
Whole city full of Chris and Snoops
They were stepping on them, little homies jetted on them
Someone should have kept it on them
Good homies always go first, I guess heaven want em
Every 28 I ever touched, I dropped seven on em
And my Og's smoke, and it hurts
But as long as I'm out here, you're smoking this work
Cause loyalty is everything, we started off as soldiers with dirt
Eating last off those boulders that we sold on the first
I'm breaking down Cookies up the street from Melrose
I feel like the Rock, I drop my peoples elbows
Burner with me, they don't want the wreck
When broke people hate on you, it's a compliment
It's a compliment
When broke people hate on you, it's a compliment
I'm breaking down Cookies up the street from Melrose
I feel like the Rock, I drop my peoples elbows
Stephen P. Odell
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