Issue No 120 Cooking Lyrics

You're a street nigga
Cook that dope up
You're a wow whipper
Cook that dope up
You make an easy meal
Cook that dope up
Every private cargo in
Cook that dope up

Every private cargo in
These niggaz cookin' dope up
It's free dope Friday and I'm givin' Jay's wake-up
'straight in the shaper
Early mornin' workin' me and Jews cookin''
I'd like to break my wrist tryin' to cook a beans trunk
Vivid as diamonds all my wrist got me ice stunt
This nigga here ate my 'for me ,wanna break cook '
Just give me 6 zips,bro,and I'll whip the rest up

The pot,nigga,
Stretch that dope,boy
You can't cook,nigga,
But you sell dope for who is rich,who is rich
You're a straight nigga
Cook that dope up
You're a wow whipper
Cook that dope up
You make an easy meal
Cook that dope up
Every private cargo in
Cook that dope up

Gracious eyes,cookin pie,Ima tell no lies
Most of niggaz smile wide
'Million dollar treasure not only in my eye
'on a block,tall real with some bean and tie
Bro,me afraid of you ain't got more ties
Open up the gang,take a look into my eyes
Got the' harder than the motherfucking wow'
'Remix on a fish,let me hit it with a screwdriver
Jews,jews,jews keep tryin' to make my money back
First forty ain' t no ',lift it up on cold file

You're a street nigga
Cook that dope up
You're a wow whipper
Cook that dope up
You make an easy meal
Cook that dope up
Every private cargo in
Cook that dope up