Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Coke Boy (Remix)

Nigga walk up in the
Wearing that same Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The other nigga talking that fly

(La de Harry Fraud)

Could have been a pilot, have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could been a mobster
Could have been a mack, could been a dope boy
Homie of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy

Hey yo Chinx, that shit back man
They ain't ready for that
Harry Fraud you a motherfuckin' problem boy,

Nigga up in the spot
that same shit Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths)
The other nigga talking fly shit

(La musica de Fraud)

Could have a pilot, could have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could have a mobster
Could have been a mack, have been a dope boy
matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy

Rallies on the roll, prezies fold
Mommy, you ain't got to take a to hit the pole
Just it up and down, spread it all around
Hit the homies off, pass it all
I'm talking about the money, I'm talking them m's
I'm talking about the rollie, 67
Few homies me, couple in the Benz
Shawty I'm foul, she heard I hit her friends
Rocks in your bake pot, from a dope spot
Made my first couple whipping on a stove top
Me and Frenchie, in that new Phantom
Comfy where I'm at, but I could have been a, have been a

Could have been a pilot, could have a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could been a mobster
Could have been a mack, could have a dope boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' boy

You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy

Any given time, bands in your
Ten toes down, hands on the feel
Probably on a molly, on some syrup
They know I'm putting off, on the bleachers hoes us
City on my back, in the wind
like a shark, know you lames see the fin
Treadin' up-shore, these hoes won't
My wrists be the bait, the getting in
Knocked out her tube sock, gave the whole whops'
on the game like your head when the roof drop
A bum then, and you're a bum now
Always been a clown, but you could been a, could have been a

Could been a pilot, could have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp, could been a mobster
have been a mack, could have been a dope boy
Homie of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy

You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin boy
You baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a coke boy

Go ahead, baby, go ahead,
Go ahead, baby, go ahead,