Trenchcoat Wars

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Roc Marciano - Rap

Trenchcoat Wars

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Duration: 3:51

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[Intro] Ugh You already know Pimpstead niggas give it up (you heard?) [Chorus: Roc Marciano] Niggas straight trash, you don't even know the half Scheming mad, I ran up in Neimans and blew a bag Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag' Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag' A hundred rounds out of the machine made you lean back The MAC soundin' like Ali hittin' a speed bag Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag' Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag' [Verse: Roc Marciano] Yeah The Gore-Tex boots' waterproof, the Yacht-Master Rolex' nautical For the storm I brought on my all my sporting goods Blew the horn of a charging bull Drive by's in a foreign CEO carpool Spinning corner like a whirlpool, twirl a fool (spin em) Eventually everything comes full circle You'rе caught slippin out past the curfew like a Church shoе The barrel turned on 32, this truly old-school (old joint) Lil homie this ain't poney, this coat made of coyote Quit playing out acting like you know me My old lady look like Naomi Hoe can't play with me you must be taking peyote Stash the loaded the .380 in a jamaican rollie Take all your trophies leave you naked and lonely Just for thinking the game you playing Rosie This shit ain't no ring around the rosie Can't bring a eighth of cocaine around when they nosy Bitch sniff it out like a Doberman from the open end Every word I wrote with the pen and let out dopamine Doors are opened with keys made from coca leaves The spoon full of yayo in the rosary beads Send you home with the rosy cheeks, nose freeze This is enough blow to satisfy even Tony's needs I still own the league, you hoping I blow my knee You eye your hoe she won't blow my meat I'm elite, I'm the peak What you think you got in common with me You're not even unique (regular) Eat your plate and chew, I'm a foodie You can skate on my jewelry like Kristi Yamaguchi Breaking bricks we made a karate movie This is quality music, the economy needed boosting Even my bitch got a body and I ain't talking about booty I told her how to use the uzi and not be snooty [Outro: excerpts from the "Scared Straight" documentary] And if you think you're tough, you don't know what tough is I'm bad, you see me, boy, I'm bad You see them pretty blue eyes of yours? I'll take one out of your face and squish it in front of you So you can watch You see because I think that you (...) I don't think you're listening to me What did I just say? (that you'd take one eye out and squish it) Do you think I would? (yeah) You damn right I would!

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  • Roc Marciano