'Bob & C' Young Ca$h ft. Brooklyn Bob
Young Ca$h = RED
Brooklyn Bob = Blue
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[hook]
Everybody know - Who we be
If ya'll don't know - It's Bob & C
We not brothers but we close to kin
Listen up now C's - aboutta Begin
[Young Ca$h]
Look you are now tunin in 2 bob n C
The niggas stayin up doin robberies
Yeah you know A.k.s. got shit locked
Rollin on any of these niggas block
Wit semis and some auto cocks
Nigga A.k.s. we all generals&souljas
We don't move bricks we move boulders
Them dudes on the block wit cold shoulders
Gun smoke in the mornin smell like foldgers
But forget all the knifes & gunz
right now I'm gon try 2 have fun
They done Bob, they might as well quit
Cause Bob & Ca$h spit the sickest shit
We 2 hott 2 hold even wearin oven mits
We hott as hell like we project grits
Look at this dude he covered in red dots
We 30 yards away aimin 4 head shots
You know forget this shit I aint talkin bout killin
Cause me and my niggas just sitin back chillin
[hook]
Everybody know - Who we be
If ya'll don't know - It's Bob & C
We not brothers but we close to kin
Listen up now Bob's - aboutta Begin
[Brooklyn Bob]
See, Brooklyn Bob and Young C go way back/
Back when James Brown was singin bout pay backs/
Back before rappers started rappin bout Maybachs/
Before 50 released 'Wanksta' and Ja dropped 'Clap Back'/
We've sat-back and just heard rap turn into this claptrap/
Nowadays good rappers are like needles in hay stacks/
Emcees actin like they own gats coz they rap's whack/
Times up, now we takin rap back - to when it was real/
When it was all about your skill - that got u a deal/
When it was self expression and not commercial/
This shit is so depressin - its so superficial/
Theres no use lying - its clear that rap's dying /
I can see Biggie and Tupac - in heaven crying/
Wondering why they - died for this shit/
Sellout niggas - makin these pop hits/
I'm gon do sumfin and i know Ca$h will join in-wit-me/
We gonna say a little prayer for the rap in-dust-ry/
