Tonalité : A major
Verse 1
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I like
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hard rock and
old school rap
Eminem's a clown and Kid Rock's a hack
I like the B .C. boys and run the D .M .C.
Sugar Hill Gang's all right with me
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The name is Cooley, this here's my rap
I can ad -lib cause I'm all that
Impromptu jammin' off
the top of my head
I'm the best rapper that isn't dead
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I re member way back in the day
when I was just a little man
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I had a red rubber hippity hop
I went hoppin' all around the land
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Just bouncin' around, back and forth,
up and down, and side to side
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Holdin' on to the handle
in my own little world
It felt like I could fly I was fly alright
And definitely fresh
Not to mention deaf and dope
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When my little sister wanted to use it
I stone cold said nope
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I went hip to the hop, hop to the hip
I was hip to the hoppity most
And I don't stop
But I'll drop you like
you're hot
I'm conceited like the bragging boast
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Fully strapped
Packin' the heat
Slayin' sucka squirrels that I never did eat
Yo, yo, dunkin' imperial purple
Walkin' the dog around the world
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in circles
Representin' GB, south side of Flint
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Grew up in the hills, I'll give you a hint
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Bling, bling, had it goin' on
Done my time, now I'm an ex -con
Oh, Timberlands feeler,
the case was due
Before anybody from the hood
even knew I'm from the street,
plantation drive
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Didn't have no slaves, didn't talk no jive
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Scratchin' records on my turntable
I didn't sweat the techniques
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Slam dunkin' off the Naples backboard
I never had to leave my fiends
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Cold hoopin' it out in the driveway
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Just a b -boy tryin' to score
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Goin' to the junior high dance
the night break,
dancin' out on the floor
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Then the DJ would cool it down,
a slow dance with all the fine cuties
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When the teachers weren't lookin'
I was gettin' some tongue
And grabbin' me some booties
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Gettin' jiggy, don't know why
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All I can say is I must have been high
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When I wasn't chillin' I was
bustin' a rhyme
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Either that or perpetratin' a crime
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I only smoke chronic,
drink tangerine tonic
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Keepin' it on the down -low
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Cooleys into his house,
kickin' it freestyle
The Dordt Highway,
Interlude 1
holla at a ho!
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Verse 2
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Homeboys in the Nova,
posse in effect
Drove that car till it was totally wrecked
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Pimp my ride? I think not
Don't need to be down with no cops
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He stole my stash,
my bowl that was cashed
Cut down my crops
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Givin' a shout out to my peeps,
you best give me my props
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And if you don't show me no respect,
I'll bust you upside your chops
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Yeah boy, can I get a square?
Why's that Afro pic stuck
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in your hair?
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I'm down with that,
I'm keepin' it real,
the man keeps you down,
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you gots to steal
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Just a thug, I'm gonna get you sucker,
never knew nobody said
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good to your mother
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You be illin', you be trippin' too
Me and my Adidas gonna
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crush you through
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You're wack, word to that
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But I'm a player and I'm ph -fat
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What up doe, I'm tellin' you dawg
Snoop ain't got nothin' on me
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It's on you, the onus that is
Hi, my name is Scotty C
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Went downtown to get the nickel bags
I love to smoke that jibba
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Kick back, with my remote control,
watch MTV on my Toshiba.
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Buh!
Outro 1
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