CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Cook Up
Jets, n***a
Jets, ain't no, yeah
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
Miami Vice speed boat racing
Doing this sh*t for real, you n***as is living a simulation mode
I'm in my vacation home, just smoking weed and making songs
Won't be long, the Jets is coming [?] pressure on
slightly under the weather phony
[?], it feel good to just be not y'all
Real b*t*hes I spot you
Run through your pockets and get it out you
Bring it back to the Jets laughing, telling us all about you
Losers giving me something to rap about, that's why I thank them
Drive through banking in my Lincoln withdrawing them Franklin's
I told you where I was going but you ignored my blinker
Food for thought, this a Thanksgiving feast for all the thankers
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
A drill I be [?] a rapper not a singer
I'm a '84 swinger, pop-trunk banger
stinger, and a mega brick-slanger
too good with my hanger
So I keep one in the chamber, then point it with that laser
Pray for a Jesus favor 'cause nobody else can save you
For you to try to step up to me, G check your behavior
Yeah, that's just a warning shot
Just so we know whether the safety switch is on or not
I'm on fire my n***a, this sh*t is more than hot
And we gon' force feed it [?]
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
Chess boards, feeling Bobby Fischer fresh
Next move I make will place my enemies in checkmate
Heavy weights smoking grapes, purple baked goods
Zipped all the way shut so that no one can see my face
I'm in my personal place, scanning landscapes for inspiration
Spitta making paper through windows, I'm Bill Gates
Major magazine covers I grace because I released a fleet of free tapes and not one of them flaked
Spitta not that great, I be the first to admit it
But I'm better than who you're listening to
Baby girl [?] to go see the weed man
Spitta [?] just over your head 'cause
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
Jets, ain't no, yeah
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
Miami Vice speed boat racing
Doing this sh*t for real, you n***as is living a simulation mode
I'm in my vacation home, just smoking weed and making songs
Won't be long, the Jets is coming [?] pressure on
slightly under the weather phony
[?], it feel good to just be not y'all
Real b*t*hes I spot you
Run through your pockets and get it out you
Bring it back to the Jets laughing, telling us all about you
Losers giving me something to rap about, that's why I thank them
Drive through banking in my Lincoln withdrawing them Franklin's
I told you where I was going but you ignored my blinker
Food for thought, this a Thanksgiving feast for all the thankers
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
A drill I be [?] a rapper not a singer
I'm a '84 swinger, pop-trunk banger
stinger, and a mega brick-slanger
too good with my hanger
So I keep one in the chamber, then point it with that laser
Pray for a Jesus favor 'cause nobody else can save you
For you to try to step up to me, G check your behavior
Yeah, that's just a warning shot
Just so we know whether the safety switch is on or not
I'm on fire my n***a, this sh*t is more than hot
And we gon' force feed it [?]
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
Chess boards, feeling Bobby Fischer fresh
Next move I make will place my enemies in checkmate
Heavy weights smoking grapes, purple baked goods
Zipped all the way shut so that no one can see my face
I'm in my personal place, scanning landscapes for inspiration
Spitta making paper through windows, I'm Bill Gates
Major magazine covers I grace because I released a fleet of free tapes and not one of them flaked
Spitta not that great, I be the first to admit it
But I'm better than who you're listening to
Baby girl [?] to go see the weed man
Spitta [?] just over your head 'cause
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up, cook up, cook up
And this is how we cook up
And this is how we cook up
