Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - Cakes lyrics

Yeah Shake your funky a**, b**h Yaknowmean Yo 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 b**h) 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 Yo yo, Bob Digital and Kool G Rap, we set the b**by trap African wiz wit the gat inside her dooby wrap Derelict rhyme crabs, you rappin' for a Scooby Snack Foul-tongued b**h, 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 f** 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 f** a cell block, black top capsule, the mailbox It's heavy-bone birds stash glock in the nail shop One the strip, took a sip, twist the L top The God j**els son sound like a third rail shock The gold cross bone, doorag, 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 Shaolin Gods we known to stack cakes Desert Queen projects son, they bake cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons, they known to take cakes Yo, we have the Wu-Tang, we let two's bang That's how we do thangs, that's how we move thangs Shoes paid wit two in the brain, keep the ice blue in the Range Me and the RZ' quick wit two of them dames Got my dick blew in the Range, my n***a keep it true to the game It ain't no tellin' what I do to you lames If my mood change, choose to aim, do you and your dudes the same Go against grain and lose a fame Who claim life in the thug lane but life is real Lead come out of pipes of steel, Rob, k**, or heist for mills Spill as I let out and slice your grill n***a don't think twice to peel, just open shop and dice to grill Send the six out, bust crib route To the brick house, steppin' on new terrain, bring the click out The streets don't wanna see you read, let a clip out These n***as slip out, make they blood drip out Yo we divide the 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 is up against the wall, gun brawl, kid, I end it for all y'all The flood'll stop the dough from flowin' Spotless rock glowin', shots I'm blowin' Pop the C-lock, rollin' waistline, the glock is showin' We keep it thugged out, who not knowin' get your knot blown' in We said Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons, you known to take cakes Desert Queen project wizes, they bake cakes Shaolin Gods, we known to stack cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons is known to take cakes Desert Queen project cats, they bake cakes Shaolin Gods, we known to stack cakes Desert Queen project cats, they bake cakes Shaolin Gods is known to stack cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina son is bound to take cakes