[ 1 ] Now.. I from the Oakland town Task force roll and rock, cold down Young brothers my age dollars so long Drive a brand new Benz a cellular phone See him in gold, we call him Big Bank Bob Got a ring for finger and he can't get a job him trash, he supplies for the dopefiend's tweak But what you make in a he might make in a week cash money is the answer to life Feedin fat hovers to a pipe keep rollin, just can't stop Only two worries are a thief or the People sayin: it's all so wrong But the rocks roll strong all night Another Park life, the age old story And now the coke dealers take all the They're the you meet big time on the street I say the coke are now the elite See, the average dopehouse will take soul it for a rock and do the same with your gold But if you think it really it all sounds silly Smoked out Willie in his washed off Open up shop the block And everybody's to get a piece of that rock
dealers Big time,
[ 2 ] Cocaine the demon, it knows you Sellin you a to a place called hell You never even thought get hooked Starin in the mirror, scared to You think about life and think it's drivin with a ???? down a rocky road Now the rock man is best friend The only one you talk to and again You tried dealin, but that's no fun Before you made a it was in your lungs So the dealer now lives on your life Like a four marriage you're the man's wife You can hate it a passion, but you won't fuss He's the driver of a and you're 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 looks good and you look It take much to realize All you do is just open your eyes You're bein pimped by a rock in some glass What's it gonna take you fall on your ass? Bankrupt, smoked out, just simply street walkin with a hole in your shoe
Coke Big time,
[ 3 ] I had a homeboy rollin strong Sold coke all day and all long He made a lotta money and a lotta stuff But soon he went and it didn't take much he started smokin, and all that he figured Was the more he sold dope, you see his got bigger But my thought wrong cause he could be stopped The vice squad rolled and the boy got He was out on before he made it to jail Wasn't about to do time he's doin so well Say he had a lotta money and real good friends But he was almost broke when he flipped So he got on his grind, he wastin a day up shop and started pumpin the weight He thought about the boys that he not pay So he hustled by himself that's okay But one night he was chillin with a freak named His was kicked in and he was starin at a barrel The brother 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 breathe I tell you one time, you better 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,
Coke Big time, The of Dope It stop