KOKANE

KOKANE - All Bark No Bite lyrics

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Look here Kokane

I've been knowin' you for a long time, boy

I heard you have been doin' some many rap stuff

Y'all always, you and Tha Alkaholiks is always comin' up in my place

And drinkin' up my shit, and you know, always there

I'll get... I'll get... I'll get your back, Sweet man

You know, and get me back other times

So wouldn't you do a song for me?

You know, yeah

Awww, that's it, on the funk

Uhh, well alright

Uhh, for the... the squares out there

That known what the time with the funk

Well, alright, ugh

We're, welcome to the Radio station funk

We're known uhh, to be uhh, people be askin' Uhh...

Will I get with their funky souls and take over their countries?

You know we gotta do that shit West Coast, California

Well, alright, ha ha ha

Uhh, they got those special players out tonight in this list uhh

They call them uhh... what's your name nigga?

West Coast

Original ones, original criminal minds

Original ones, original criminal minds, yeah

Original ones, original criminal minds

Tah tah tah tah tat tat tat tah tah

I'm just a poor black nigga tryin' to this

Wake up, wake up to smoke the mothafuckin' homeless

No pain no gain, you can call it dope but my name is Kokane

Yo Alkaholiks, pass me the bambay

Cause I got more Hook-ups than Yave and the Ese

I got a 13-5 well, alright

Cause I gotta slang my funk at 17-5 a key

Now, what's up homes?

I be rollin' in a bucket full of birds and a mobile phone

Now, you whores might laugh

But you won't now when I'm rollin' up in 500 Rack

Cause niggaz be havin' fly chips from the crack

And you wonder why your mothafuckin' ass got jack, boy

You shouldn't have to talk shit from the start

Cause you got no bite but all bark, boy, yeah

Original ones, original criminal minds

Original ones, original criminal minds, yeah

Original ones, original criminal minds

Ahwww, Ahwww, Ahwww, Ahwww

Tah tah tah tah tat tat tat tah tah

It's the westcoast soul, representin'

Funky like George Clinton

I'm in the house like a kitchen

Niggaz talkin' shit all bark but no bite

Say, good night, I challenge whack Emcees to a fight

Bad Emcees, I smoke your head with the ruler from the old schooler

Punch your ass like Don Shooler

Hard Core, that don't rock no soft shit

I flow like water from the faucet

Aww shit, here comes the raw shit

Back the funk up, I fit your track, I stack you for the duke up

Rough and ragged like a truck

All bite but all you're bitin' is my style

I hit the 40 Ounce and then I'll get buckwild

Check, E-Swift is a title

Yeah, I usually rock scratches with the vinyl

Peace from the Alkaholik wino

And I know, I know, I know, I know what you're thinkin'

This groove is so funky that is stinkin'

My Dress code is simply, Jeans and shit

I can't get in the clef cause my description don't fit

Those with clothes, left to see a fashion shows

So I sneak in the rear, hop on stage and bust souls

I'm J-Ro the Human hight

I like to rock the party 'til the twilight

Grab the girl, take her home

Hit the room and bump my shine lights on

Have no fear, I'm your Number one Bear

And you can't come here, cause who wants to play the rear?

I see too many niggaz get a brain blow out

Now, I'm headed upstream like a rainbow Trout

I refused to catch the blues in the ghetto

Now, I get paid, to bring kids to life like Jepatto

It's The Liks, baby, and we ain't goin' to get whack

So Pooh'll buy a bud, hook us up with the thick sack

So you can bark if you want to

Boy, I'm comin' in the cut with my whole mothafuckin' crew

I'm the man, you knew I came to bust the dandy Rap

So I'm funkin' in front like the Handicap

E-Swift, 187Um, Kokane and Ro

With a finger and a "F" for Darryl Gates before we go

Yeah, that mothafuckin' song is over

But y'all can take your drunk ass go rappin' little mothafuckin...

Aww no, no, no, you got to go home

Bitch, you got to get the hell out here

No, no, no, bit touchin' there... over there boy

No, just get, just get your ass up out here

No, no, no, all barkin' not bitin'

You can't fish eatin, aww, uhh... won't let have any...

You stupid old mothafucker...

Aww, just get your ass hole up out here

I don't have no comprehension shit, boy

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