| Repeat Offenders |
| They call me Cobra, I'm the Cobra Kye Don't mess with the best, unless you wanna die My friends up the hill in the hood called Woodland Pig sees the hair says "beware, he's a hoodlum" Rollin' down the street playin beats in the Blazer PoPo don't know me so he reaches for his tazer Roll down the window, "Yo what's the dillyo?" Reaches for the cuffs so i speed down the hillyo "Cobra, look out!" the cop's right behind me Glock, glock, glock down the block to remind me I pull my ride over and we run for the trees Just in time to hear the cop's say "Freeze" ...throw down you weapons and put your hands above you're head" Now let me introduce my self as Strokin' Strokin' and the Kyle are back, no jokin' Cops tryed to catch us we're repeat offenders Don't lose a fight and we never surrender Headed for the car, Cobra threw me his keys Went to the casino where we dropped some G's If there's only one thing about us you remember We're crazy mo_____ and we hope it don't offend ya To all our fans this one's for you It's Strokin' and The Kyle this is Volume II |