Cocaine, it by the quarter Bring it by the pound, straight through the Cocaine, bring it 'cross the When it down, serve it on the corner
taste it, they taste it, they comin' right back Comin' back, they comin' right back You taste it, you taste it, you right back Comin' back, yeah you comin' right back fo' the
This for them white girl Big dreams of makin' a million of a Car and the money, the same of mucous Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Lucas
Cocaine, he got it by the Got it by the bird and he got it by the Cocaine, so he one in the holster Colombian connects, so they call him Sosa
Gotta try to catch the six o' clock mornin' I bet them down the street ain't servin' more then us They like twenties but I'm chargin' the customer ten give-aways just to lure a few customers in
Cocaine, that's why it's Bentley time Damn them niggas tippin', at the soup line All day they be servin' them fifty Came to the table and count fifty stacks
'Cause I somebody Who can come right the border That be the why they get it right back And so got
Cocaine, forget it by the Bring it by the pound, through the border Cocaine, bring it 'cross the it touch down, serve it on the corner
They taste it, taste it, they comin' right back right back, they comin' right back You taste it, you it, you comin' right back Comin' right back, yeah you right back fo' the
This lil' think he Pablo The whole in the panel of the car door Cocaine, and though we from Chicago Some kinda way he can get overseas cargo
And if you stop the connection, he got then he has Twins from Miami, I call 'em the brothers Got a killer in the mob, he the boss How you it? 'Cause he got the hard and the soft
Cocaine, call him Shawty Blanco Junior El Chavo, in Murcielago Cocaine, that right connection to poppy seeds 'Cause he know somebody that'll go wherever be
Cocaine, and no the don't stop 'Cause these niggas is go get it the doc to the block And tips gon' be open, and these hypes gon' be floatin' I don't put too much on it, so it can stay potent, I got
Cocaine, forget it by the it by the pound, straight through the border Cocaine, bring it 'cross the When it down, serve it on the corner
They taste it, they taste it, comin' right back right back, they comin' right back You taste it, you taste it, you comin' right Comin' right back, yeah, you comin' back fo' the
Y-O-G-O-T-T-I, nigga play with me get shot Pow, pow, pow from a to a drop, beep Big guap, nigga, eighteen will get One hundred eight of that block Fresh up out the pot, I call it whipped Hit it with the soda make that do a karate flip
turn to ten, now that's a Maserati flip Two forty months, now that's a whole lotta years M6 Camaro, now that's a whole lotta Hit him the chopper, make his family shed a lotta tears
I'm a North Memphis nigga, we everything Send them boys in Chi-town like to gang bang know the flo' do too Nigga what I been through Shawty shot at who went to war with me and my crew
Gotti them niggas pimp like you They ain't real like you, they ain't like you They ain't no bricks, they ain't shot no pistol Niggas ain't on a song Twista, hey
Cocaine, forget it by the Bring it by the pound, straight through the Cocaine, it 'cross the water When it touch down, it on the corner
They it, they taste it, they comin' right back Comin' right back, they comin' right You it, you taste it, you comin' right back Comin' right back, you comin' right back fo' the