Cakes (Mixed)

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Nicholas Craven - Rap, DJ Mix

Cakes (Mixed)

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[Verse 1: Kool G Rap] Yo, we divide cakes to rise the stakes Me and my apes die for papes Bust heat and hide from jake Up in the skyscrape, on top of the world Back yourself against the wall, gun brawl Kid, I end it for all y'all (Shake that cake bitch) Son'll stop the dough from flowin' Spotless rock glowin', shots are blowin' Pop the C-lock, rollin' waistline and Glock is showin' We keep it thugged out, who not knowin' get your knot blown in [Verse 2: RZA] Yo, yo Bob Digital and Kool G Rap, we set the booby trap African wiz wit' the gat inside her dooby wrap Derelict rhyme crabs, you rappin for a Scooby Snack Foul-tongued bitch, you bound to lick my doody crack Verbal pellets spray, tec sound makes my amex Every slap on my snare drum son could break necks You get yanked up and spanked up, your face shanked up Who the fuck raise your rank up? I blow your tank up Pop the lock on a cop handcuff, puff a dutch of dust Bust the jump' up and snuff out the judge Fuck a cell block, black top capsule, the mailbox It's cherry-bone birds stash Glock in the nailshop On the strip, took a sip, twist the L top The God jewels son sound like a third rail shock The gold crossbone, du rag, universal flag Blast at the turbo charge and purple herbal drag Known for the W, carry a double-two in the shoe Iron snub rubber noose in the bubble goose Bullets soaked in oil, hot heat will flame broil Wu-Tang slang I bang makes your brain coil [Chorus: RZA] Shaolin gods, we known to stack cakes Desert Queen projects, son, they bake cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina son is bound to take cakes

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