Luyện nghe bài hát Coke Dealers

[ 1 ]
Now.. I come the Oakland town
Task roll and rock, cold cracked down
Young brothers my age making so long
Drive a brand new Benz with a phone
See him draped in gold, we him Big Bank Bob
Got a ring for each finger and he get a job
him trash, he supplies for the dopefiend's tweak
But you make in a year he might make in a week
Cold cash money is the answer to
Feedin fat to a dopefiend's pipe
Gotta keep rollin, just can't
two worries are a thief or the cops
People keep sayin: all so wrong
But the rocks strong all night long
Another Park life, the age old story
And now the coke take all the glory
They're the ones you big time on the street
I say the coke are now the elite
See, the average will take your soul
Trade it for a rock and do the same with gold
But if you about it really it all sounds silly
Smoked out Willie in his washed off
Open up shop down the
And everybody's tryin to get a piece of rock

dealers
Big time,

[ 2 ]
Cocaine the demon, it knows you
Sellin you a trip to a called hell
You never even you'd get hooked
Starin in the mirror, to look
You think life and think it's cold
Like drivin a ???? down a rocky road
Now the man is your best friend
The only one you talk to time and
You tried dealin, but that's no fun
Before you a sale it was in your lungs
So the coke dealer now lives on your
Like a four year marriage the man's wife
You can hate it with a passion, but you won't
He's the driver of a Caddy and ridin the bus
You think not fair, I tell you it is
he bought yours and you bought his
Bought his cars, his clothes, and he the coke
Now he good and you look smoked
It doesn't take much to
All you gotta do is just your eyes
You're cold pimped by a rock in some glass
What's it gonna take before you fall on ass?
Bankrupt, smoked out, just simply
Cold street walkin with a hole in shoe

Coke
Big time,

[ 3 ]
I once had a homeboy strong
Sold all day and all night long
He made a lotta money and bought a lotta
But soon he went broke and it take much
First he started smokin, and all he figured
Was the more he sold dope, you see his bank got
But my homie wrong cause he could be stopped
The vice rolled and the boy got popped
He was out on bail before he it to jail
Wasn't about to do time when he's so well
Say he had a lotta money and some real friends
But he was almost when he flipped again
So he got on his grind, he wasn't a day
up shop and started pumpin the weight
He about the boys that he could not pay
So he hustled by himself that's okay
But one night he was chillin with a freak Carol
His was kicked in and he was starin at a barrel
The with the gun saw him tweak on the base
right up and put the Uzi in his face
He said, "Give up the dope if you still wanna
I you one time, you better listen to me"
As my homie got robbed he lost the
And now he's a smoker probably totin tonight

dealers
Yeah, I'm big time,

COKE!

Coke
Big time,

dealers
Big time,

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