Luyện nghe bài hát Coke Dealers

[ 1 ]
Now.. I come from the Oakland
force roll and rock, cold cracked down
Young brothers my age dollars so long
a brand new Benz with a cellular phone
See him draped in gold, we call him Big Bob
Got a ring for each finger and he get a job
Call him trash, he supplies for the tweak
But what you make in a year he make in a week
Cold money is the answer to life
Feedin fat hovers to a pipe
Gotta rollin, just can't stop
Only two are a thief or the cops
People keep sayin: all so wrong
But the rocks roll strong all long
Another Park Street life, the age old
And now the coke dealers take all the
They're the you meet big time on the street
I say the dealers are now the elite
See, the average dopehouse will your soul
Trade it for a rock and do the same your gold
But if you about it really it all sounds silly
Smoked out in his washed off Philly
Open up shop the block
And tryin to get a piece of that rock

Coke
Big time,

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

Coke
Big time,

[ 3 ]
I once had a homeboy strong
Sold coke all day and all long
He made a money and bought a lotta stuff
But he went broke and it didn't take much
First he started smokin, and all he figured
Was the more he sold dope, you see his got bigger
But my homie wrong cause he could be stopped
The vice squad rolled and the boy got
He was out on bail before he made it to
Wasn't to do time when he's doin so well
Say he had a lotta money and real good friends
But he was almost broke when he again
So he got on his grind, he wastin a day
Opened up and started pumpin the weight
He thought the boys that he could not pay
So he hustled by thinkin that's okay
But one he was chillin with a freak named Carol
His door was kicked in and he was starin at a
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 wanna
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,

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