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coo coo cal - dedication lyrics

[mr. do it 2 death talking]
so you wanna spread a lot of talk about my city milwaukee huh
all that talk about laverne and shirley
happy days, all that bullsh-t
what the f-ck ya think, ain’t no n-gg-z here
we got something fo ya m-th- f-ckas
i got something fo ya m-th- f-ckas

[chorus]
ain’t been to the city in awhile
now we had to shout ya’ll down
and if you don’t let us thru the do’
we’ll have to go and get the 4-4
oh act like you didn’t know
(?) hoes
i know one thang fo sho
betta not bring your -ss hoe

[coo coo cal talking]
all my thug p n-gg-z
all my hillside n-gg-z
all my (?) park n-gg-z
all my tre-8 n-gg-z

[mr. do it 2 death talking]
all my 4-5 n-gg-z
all my 2-6 n-gg-z
my tre-4 n-gg-z
my 4-8 n-gg-z

[coo coo cal talking]
all my eastside n-gg-z
all my northline nigaz
all my park 9 n-gg-z
all my north meadow n-gg-z

[mr. do it 2 death talking]
all my hillside n-gg-z
my 2-8 n-gg-z
my 2nd & keith n-gg-z
all my rest in peace n-gg-z

[verse 1: coo coo cal]
it’s milwaukee wis-consin, stompin’ over the game of rap
got lil’ pimp in us, (?) got game and a strap
it’s where the thugs stay and drugs lay
but hungry hoes will pack your sh-t and turn some tricks(?)
we play the game till the last quarter
if money drop like the spot then you can’t leave till the last boulder
we gettin’ older, and wise ‘n rise wit advengance
puttin away then ‘lacs and comin back slid’n in dem benz’s
we blowin’ up like the world trade
half of the scratch we pack,
come from rap, and all the rest your girl made
so if we don’t see you at the top
wavin’ hangin outta drop dawg
b-mpin one of my songs that got the game on lock
top of the charts with this hardest rap
it’s coo coo cal child representin milwaukee where i started at
whoever thought of that of us bubblin up like champaigne
ridin’ thru your city on dem thangs n-gg-, fo real

[chorus]
ain’t been to the city in awhile
now we had to shout ya’ll down
and if you don’t let us thru the do’
we’ll have to go and get the 4-4
oh act like ya’ll didn’t know
(?) city hoes
i know one thang fo sho
ya betta not bring your -ss hoe

[mr. do it 2 death talking]
all my 2-9 n-gg-z
my 8-tre n-gg-z
all my 1-4, 1-5, and 1-9 n-gg-z

[coo coo cal talking]
all my 86 n-gg-z
my 6-tre n-gg-z
my 2-4 n-gg-z
and my 1-9 n-gg-

[mr. do it 2 death talking]
all my eye-to-eye n-gg-z
my stumpdown n-gg-z
my infinite 4-5 n-gg-z
and block mob n-gg-z

[coo coo cal talking]
all my o.p. n-gg-z
my ppd n-gg-z
my 2-7 n-gg-z, and dem 4-5 n-gg-z

[verse 2: mr. do it 2 death]
n-gg-, f-ck what ya heard, milwaukee county ’till they down me
do it 2 death midwest you know how my town be n-gg-z
big pimpin’, ridin’ 20 inches
twerkin in excursion, workin dem thirty-sixes
pimps up, hoes down, canny-ivy
all the n-gg-z be-sheist hoes, greezy-grimmy
love my city these streets remind me
all the days i used to hustla wit dem d’s behind me
h-llo, n-gg-z still ghetto, still playin’ games
still jheri-curled up, still slang ‘caine
milwaukee county n-gg-z here now, still gone change
we the last n-gg-z to get in this game, holla

- coo coo cal lyrics

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