Luyện nghe bài hát Cocaine In The Back Of The Ride

Pimp C bitch! So what the is up?
Step nigga and I'll take ya fuckin' nuts
Got mo' dope a pharmacy ho
Got a job for the city I'm shovelin' snow

South Texas motherfucker where I stay
Gettin' pussy from these every god damn day
Kick it with a trill nigga so you not trip
the Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to Gangsta Nip

Southern weight, get it straight, fuck them and 10's
On the low my fuckin' momma, no such things friends
Motherfucker either down or the motherfucker
And if ya bitch ass ain't, ya dick is in the paint

If ya gal look you better hide the bitch
'Cause if I find her I'ma fuckin' make her suck my
That dope for momma and your sister too
And if I'm locked down then tell that shit go with you

Don't try to get no false nuts, I 'em sucker
Fuckin' with C you'll be a dead motherfucker
Nigga only 17 but I'm runnin' the
Sellin' from Louisiana down to El Segundo, ha!

I think it's only fair that I knock on wood
'Cause my bitch is on the street, sell real good
And all my ho know not to trip, fuck pretty
I'll take out my and shoot ya in ya fuckin' titty

Hoe niggaz forty-five tryin' to, get me
Sellin' fifty dollar slabs as I'm slangin' Ki's
If you to get some powder I'm fully supplied
I got the, cocaine in the of the ride, motherfucker!

Cocaine in the of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!, Yeah, motherfucker!)

Cocaine in the back of the
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the back of the
(Yeah, motherfucker!)

it's Bun B bitch, and I'm the king of the [Incomprehensible] trade
Pockets fat as fuck from all the the brother made
Hoes to jock but see I try to contain 'em
They droppin' them drawers because I move cocaine in

But I laugh, 'cause pussy games be triflin'
The legs get spread, I cut that ass like a knife
Bust a nut on her stomach, my dick in the sink
And buy a 40 at the store the goddamn chink

games keep ya sick just like a disease
Movin' Ki's G's, hoes drop to they knees
Little kids on the corner, grabbin' they nuts
Sayin', "I wish I was Bun when I grow the up"

Baby blue Riviera, and laced rims
Khaki pants, black with the U.G.K. brim
Black gat fully loaded come with respect
Step up the wrong way I'll yo' goddamn neck

Big dick in my drawers, the niggaz from South
to put a twelve guage in yo' goddamn mouth!
Think I'm playin' try me, it ain't no thang
Put them hands up bitch and kiss this goddamn

'Cause I move of dope, twenty-four hours a day
from Argentina to the Frisco Bay
D. E. A. try to stop me yo but they ain't cold
'Cause the nigga's got politicians on the big payroll

agents wearin cement shoes
Reported missin on the news, singin' the blues yo
'Cause if they get my money nigga let it slide
Just some mo' in the back of the ride, bitch!

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