Cook My Way to the Top by Twisted Black Lyrics
I'm back on bricks home after 3
Ain't been gone long but then that's too long for me
And I ain't got my plugs all my niggas got life
Me without the cash is like I ain't got life
Got some new muscles, done that for baby
But baby found some muscles before I got home that's crazy
Stressed me out a bit but eventually I stopped it
Now my motherfuckin' heart resemblin' my pockets
Went through the hood niggas chunked ???
Nobody doing good they just done what they could
40 hadvin' kilo got my closet back right
Still got my old school now I ain't act right
Back to doing music play with Greg Street
Reverse the game put on me now I'm on my feet
20 stacks strong, 36 zones
Call my nigga 40 water time to get it on
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
All I need is a pyrex pot
20 tonnes of pressure and it's back to the block
Started off rough, quarter key fucked off
40 got a David Copperfield way to cook soft
And I ain't gon' lie I can't do it like him
So I spot him while he work out like we up in the gym (damn)
Unders turned overs perfect blend of pro
The pyrex bowl mix it up like Kimbo
Ran it to a mexican ran it through a mexican
Dirty had a little problem had to do a mexican
Y'all don't get it twisted cause I'm mexican connected
But if I'm doin' bad it don't matter no complexion
Now Black got the weed, Black got the work too
I can't drop names but Black got the purple
Black made the front page signed with Universal
That was just some bullshit we call that rehearsal
Hustle or we go broke the streets gon' bless ya
My blessin's came with twenty tonnes of pressure
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
All I need is a pyrex pot
20 tonnes of pressure and it's back to the block
Now I got the game and cubans and the mexicans protectin'
Niggas ain't posed to know how to rebrick em
I practiced till I got that shit down to perfection
Secret little cuts I used to change the complexion
Niggas don't lose it's gon come back to the number
40 on the stove we ain't ever seein' under
Niggas heard the block and all of a sudden now they wonder
Even though every brick he got from me was thunder
I'ma tell you once pimp leave that shit alone
The leprechaun hustled ya got the gold and gone
Ya heard it in a song and now you want to pick a bone
My suggestion take the fuckin' homeboy and gone
It's cool when they do it since I did it now I'm wrong
And you ain't lose a gram what the fuck you hoppin' on
Don't get it confused Twisted Black don't wear a thong
If it makes you feel better nigga it was just a song
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
All I need is a pyrex pot
20 tonnes of pressure and it's back to the block
Ain't been gone long but then that's too long for me
And I ain't got my plugs all my niggas got life
Me without the cash is like I ain't got life
Got some new muscles, done that for baby
But baby found some muscles before I got home that's crazy
Stressed me out a bit but eventually I stopped it
Now my motherfuckin' heart resemblin' my pockets
Went through the hood niggas chunked ???
Nobody doing good they just done what they could
40 hadvin' kilo got my closet back right
Still got my old school now I ain't act right
Back to doing music play with Greg Street
Reverse the game put on me now I'm on my feet
20 stacks strong, 36 zones
Call my nigga 40 water time to get it on
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
All I need is a pyrex pot
20 tonnes of pressure and it's back to the block
Started off rough, quarter key fucked off
40 got a David Copperfield way to cook soft
And I ain't gon' lie I can't do it like him
So I spot him while he work out like we up in the gym (damn)
Unders turned overs perfect blend of pro
The pyrex bowl mix it up like Kimbo
Ran it to a mexican ran it through a mexican
Dirty had a little problem had to do a mexican
Y'all don't get it twisted cause I'm mexican connected
But if I'm doin' bad it don't matter no complexion
Now Black got the weed, Black got the work too
I can't drop names but Black got the purple
Black made the front page signed with Universal
That was just some bullshit we call that rehearsal
Hustle or we go broke the streets gon' bless ya
My blessin's came with twenty tonnes of pressure
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
All I need is a pyrex pot
20 tonnes of pressure and it's back to the block
Now I got the game and cubans and the mexicans protectin'
Niggas ain't posed to know how to rebrick em
I practiced till I got that shit down to perfection
Secret little cuts I used to change the complexion
Niggas don't lose it's gon come back to the number
40 on the stove we ain't ever seein' under
Niggas heard the block and all of a sudden now they wonder
Even though every brick he got from me was thunder
I'ma tell you once pimp leave that shit alone
The leprechaun hustled ya got the gold and gone
Ya heard it in a song and now you want to pick a bone
My suggestion take the fuckin' homeboy and gone
It's cool when they do it since I did it now I'm wrong
And you ain't lose a gram what the fuck you hoppin' on
Don't get it confused Twisted Black don't wear a thong
If it makes you feel better nigga it was just a song
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
I'ma cook my way to the top (to the top)
All I need is a pyrex pot
20 tonnes of pressure and it's back to the block