Luyện nghe bài hát Coke Dealers

[ 1 ]
Now.. I from the Oakland town
Task force roll and rock, cracked down
Young brothers my age making dollars so
Drive a brand new with a cellular phone
See him draped in gold, we him Big Bank Bob
Got a ring for each and he can't get a job
Call him trash, he supplies for the 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
Gotta keep rollin, can't stop
two worries are a thief or the cops
People keep sayin: it's all so
But the rocks strong all night long
Another Street life, the age old story
And now the coke take all the glory
They're the ones you meet big on the street
I say the dealers are now the elite
See, the average will take your soul
it for a rock and do the same with your gold
But if you about it really it all sounds silly
Smoked out Willie in his off Philly
up shop down the block
And everybody's tryin to get a of that rock

Coke
Big time,

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

Coke
Big time,

[ 3 ]
I once had a rollin strong
Sold all day and all night long
He a lotta money and bought a lotta stuff
But soon he broke and it didn't take much
First he smokin, and all that he figured
Was the more he sold dope, you see his bank got
But my homie thought wrong 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 when he's so well
Say he had a lotta money and real good friends
But he was almost when he flipped again
So he got on his grind, he wastin a day
Opened up shop and pumpin the weight
He about the boys that he could not pay
So he hustled by himself thinkin okay
But one night he was chillin with a named Carol
His door was kicked in and he was starin at a
The with the gun saw him tweak on the base
Walked right up and put the Uzi in his
He said, "Give up the dope if you still wanna
I tell you one time, you better to me"
As my homie got he lost the fight
And now he's just a smoker totin tonight

Coke
Yeah, I'm big time,

COKE!

Coke
Big time,

dealers
Big time,

The of Dope


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