Cool Jazz - Rona Raps (feat. Paid-Dro)

I got it little nigga
Im holding
Im rolling mayne
I dont want to go to sleep no mo
So hungry for the money ill eat your dough
Fuck nigga bet not come on my street no mo fuck em
I dont even tote heat no mo
Team so made well sweep yo flow
Sneeze wrong baby we will clean you nose
No cap shawty I dont even need no hoes
Shawty suck it so good I dont need no soul
She aint never seen niggaz like these so cold cool
Bitch Im a loner
But dont u dare play wit me youll be a goner
Im still a killa its in my persona
All my niggas ran it up in the rona
All my niggas ran it up in the
All my niggas ran it up in the hood
You run up on me and a nigga get shot
Im still praying for my young nigga boog
He ran it up and then they ran in his spot
He trying to kill em say thats all that he got
I told him dont trip they gone fall to the street
You part of the body you know you gone eat
I throw him a elbow to get on his feet
Cool jazz did that shit on repeat
He never worry about no beef from no oppa
Cool jazz used to sleep with the choppa
Surgical wit it like he was a doctor
Fat lady singing like we at the opera
And then the big dog gotta flea on coppa
I dont got to sneak they know me Im big poppa
I got to succeed
Ima bleed if I gotta
And fuck all them little niggas talking that shit but aint bout to do shit about the cool crue
A gang of ghost a clique of whos who
And all the homies quick to shoot you
Merked out when I shoot through
I pop out like bruce bruce
Now the dumb niggas gotta lose crews
I got it little nigga
Im holding
Im rolling mayne
I dont want to go to sleep no mo
So hungry for the money ill eat your dough
Fuck nigga bet not come on my street no mo fuck em
I dont even tote heat no mo
Team so made well sweep yo flow
Sneeze wrong baby we will clean you nose
No cap shawty I dont even need no hoes
Shawty suck it so good I dont need no soul
She aint never seen niggaz like these so cold cool
Bitch Im a loner
But dont u dare play wit me youll be a goner
Im still a killa its in my persona
All my niggas ran it up in the rona
All my niggas ran it up in the
QP half brick whole pound sold
Codeine residue spill on my clothes
Hold on bitch dont slam my doors
Ima shine in the dark like a concrete rose
Que te quiero mis hermanos
I dont have time for a new amigo
I really came up without selling my soul
Nigga shit aint free need to pay what you owe
My grandma said stop walking in the house
So I spent a lot of time trapping by the light pole
Used to pray to god for a new bankroll
Now I got a lot of problems and I aint even ask for it
I paid 150 for the nice ass gun
So I get the job done throw it in the reservoir
Applying all the pressure give them high cholesterol
We are not the same stop comparing me to yall
Trap never closed one call thats all
Fifteen middle school totting pistol in my draws
Took a chance rolled the dice cant afford another loss
One thing about me Ima mofukka ball
When the money coming in watch it do a somersault
Got them Ks and them nines Im a muhfukka dawg
Shawty say she want to fuck but I cant hit her raw
Yea fuck it let me pop a adderall
I got it little nigga
Im holding
Im rolling mayne
I dont want to go to sleep no mo
So hungry for the money ill eat your dough
Fuck nigga bet not come on my street no mo fuck em
I dont even tote heat no mo
Team so made well sweep yo flow
Sneeze wrong baby we will clean you nose
No cap shawty I dont even need no hoes
Shawty suck it so good I dont need no soul
She aint never seen niggaz like these so cold cool
Bitch Im a loner
But dont u dare play wit me youll be a goner
Im still a killa its in my persona
All my niggas ran it up in the rona
All my niggas ran it up in the

Written by:
Marvin Henry

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