Luyện nghe bài hát Cocaine Musik

When Im in my room sometimes I stare at the wall
Flashbacks about the streets and memories of my
I just looked at my phone had a couple of missed
One from Gucci, one Diddy, and a couple of brawds
Man I'm down for the
Put these bitches on
They'll lie to face go fuck off with dawgs
I'm like what up to my fans I wrote shit here for y'all
Come to your stand on the couch, go hard, and ball
Cocaine music my nigga that considered the brand
All is the movement
what the fuck is you
Niggas thought I was playing til' I pulled up in them
Then stepped out wit' that jewerly now they see us as
I pushed the button the top
Fixed my chain my Glock
Tell my homies squad up 'bouta up in the spot
Stay focused keep eyes open niggas be hating
murder if a wanna play(BOW)
Cocaine straight face no emotion just
These wildin'
They on violence
Niggas talkin' goon shit I it to the choir
I know it, I seen it, I done it . . . Cock, aim,
While gettin' to it(oooh)
is how we do it(all night)
And you my heat stay(by my side)
Just me and my thoughts waiting on that
Listening to cocaine
This is co-caine mu-sic
Trash bag on the
Having flashbacks of a meet
Metro PD trynna me
High speed back streets if we so be it(Fuck it)
Cause the strap to big even stash the heat(Damn)
Predicate
in the passenger seat (So what we do?)
So im when they ask for ID(Scuur)
Blue lights flashin' there future in the
God saying pull over but Lucifer I you
Might as well start bracing myself for the car
Man the law getting I pull to the shoulder
They sped right pass me they ain't pull me over
I need a and a
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Til then im in the
20 pounds 20 thou yea I charge'em
25 high boy a heart
on the ave where I started
Old school yea I prolly need a starter hat
And a pull over I so hooded yea

Bopping cocaine music in a vanilla porche