Cok Bak Da Hamma

Lyrics

It's coking' bak da hamma... [Mr. Sinful One - Verse 1:] Yo it's the hooligan Actin' a fool again School is in session Now I'll take you back to school again Watch me light up your life Smoke you like a peace pipe Hey you could say goodnight Okay alright, dynamite! So burn mothafucka Burn mothafucka, burn! Now when will you learn Doorknob, its my turn Yo don't try to get this or even try to sweat this Check this I'm all about the wreckers Got the trunk full of cuetes [Capitol I-Man - Verse 2:] Let me kick my rude manners From here to Alabama Not a (?) From Atlanta Never cute like a panda But check the way I wreck it The way you never could expеct it Props get collected in full Tha funky Mеxakinz Oh why, oh why, oh why I gotta be the way I am You know your jealousy don't bother me So I don't give a damn Check it out mister You better get the frame and get the picture I got a lot of hollow points that'll definitely fit ya' When I, Cok bak the hamma [Chorus:] Cok bak the hamma! X5 Squeeze the trigger! Give him led to the head! X2 [Capitol I-Man - Verse 3:] As I cok bak the hamma pull the trigger then, pow! Hey I don't give a damn as I buck'em like a ram So you better be ducking down Before you end up getting bloody (You can call me craazyy...) Cus I'm your nutty buddy Let me Zig it to the Zag infact I move it while I wreck it With the Sinful One we get it though so watch me Intellect it Cus the Brown, Brown don't fuck around Before you end up on the ground Lookin in the sky it's bird or a plane That'll be your final thoughts Before I blow out your brain! [Mr. Sinful One - Verse 4:] Tell me why, why It doesn't seem like I'll be going nowhere That's what my mom said What makes you think I care? The ghetto! Is where I'm from and where I come from It's no fun unless you shoot a fucking gunl Run, from the fucking pigs is what we don't do Shoot'em up, shoot'em up Before they fuck you I'm down to go head up with a mothafucking pig Drop the badge and the Barretta And let's see who shirt'll turn redder Oh Susana You know the propaganda I... Squeeze the fuckin trigga when I: [Chorus:] Cok bak the hamma! X5 Squeeze the trigger! Give him led to the head! [Mr. Sinful One - Verse 5:] Cortale al tiro y jalale al gatillo Oye como va el pinche ruido Sa-sa-sasa es el sonido de mi pistola No chingues conmigo o te la meto por la cola Hola! Yo soy el Pecador y assassino No me quiero a mismo como voy a quererte a ti Abran las puertas, cabrones ya llego Por el que lloraban gritaban sin saber lo que esperaban [Capitol I-Man - Verse 6:] Should I, or should I not Would I, Or would I not But if I could I would so don't go slippin in my hood Because I'm misunderstood now you're telling me I'm no good I get aggrevated just go like a wood pecker, peck some wood Yet I'm sharp like a razor, Heavy duty like a blazer Always shocking like a tazzer the way we amaze 'yuh Im the quicker picker-upper I'm making mothafuckers suffer When the tough gets going I get flowing but it gets no tougher when I... [Chorus:] Cok bak the hamma! X5 Squeeze the trigger! Give him led to the head! X2