Guilty Simpson - The cook up lyrics

Why hungry arms Why the hungry arms give me all the love I need? I was just a young fella when I saw the older dudes getting money on the block With softball knots Pitching to the hitters, names got bigger Till the lady on the corner hit the cops Lights on The roaches scatter I don't walk the path of your ordinary rapper I'm loading up the clapper looking dapper Rings on my b**h slappers Snow season in your crib with my Nike's on Why sacrifice when I can sacrifice you? Like the rat you are amongst pythons I'm cold blooded Robin Hood style My dawg Chance hit a lick and had the whole crew flooded Top bra** Bring it to any weight cla** Wild and fearless, scheming whoever should break bad Watch me operating like Wayne State grab with the cook up straight from the lab {x4} It's the cook up Cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up, cook up Cooking up [?] I was just a young man when I saw the smoking b**hes Getting money off the twat With golf ball knots Rolling with the swingers Pockets got greener Till the lady on the corner called the cops Lights on The roaches scatter My peoples known to bring it to the places where you gather No regard for stature, they'll get at ya Rings on my chin tappers Summer season in your crib with my Nike's on I'm pa** the hype So whatever I do It's a fact I starred amongst icons You don't cut it I fathered your style you ain't advanced With the sh** and now you know who run it My style Bringing it till we rake cash Crowd is fearless, meaning whoever we make mad Can watch me operate like a U. of D. grad With the cook up straight from the lab