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 so long
Drive a brand new Benz with a cellular
See him draped in gold, we him Big Bank Bob
Got a for each finger and he can't get a job
him trash, he supplies for the dopefiend's tweak
But what you make in a year he might in a week
Cold cash is the answer to life
Feedin fat to a dopefiend's pipe
Gotta keep rollin, can't stop
Only two are a thief or the cops
People keep sayin: it's all so
But the rocks roll strong all night
Another Park life, the age old story
And now the coke take all the glory
the ones you meet big time on the street
I say the coke dealers are now the
See, the average will take your soul
Trade it for a rock and do the same your gold
But if you think about it really it all silly
Smoked out Willie in his off Philly
Open up shop down the
And everybody's tryin to get a piece of that

dealers
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, scared to
You think about life and think cold
Like drivin with a ???? down a road
Now the man is your best friend
The only one you to time and again
You tried dealin, but that's no fun
Before you made a it was in your lungs
So the coke dealer now lives on life
Like a four year marriage the man's wife
You can it with a passion, but you won't fuss
He's the driver of a Caddy and ridin the bus
You it's not fair, I tell you it is
Cause he bought and you bought 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 just your eyes
cold bein pimped by a rock in some glass
What's it gonna before you fall on your ass?
Bankrupt, smoked out, just through
Cold street with a hole in your shoe

dealers
Big time,

[ 3 ]
I once had a homeboy strong
coke all day and all night long
He made a lotta and bought a lotta stuff
But soon he went and it didn't 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 squad and the boy got popped
He was out on bail he made it to jail
Wasn't about to do time when doin 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 wasn't a day
up shop and started pumpin the weight
He thought the boys that he could not pay
So he hustled by himself thinkin okay
But one night he was chillin a freak 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 wanna breathe
I tell you one time, you listen to me"
As my homie got robbed he the fight
And now he's just a smoker totin tonight

Coke
Yeah, I'm big time,

COKE!

Coke
Big time,

dealers
Big time,

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