[ 1 ] Now.. I come from the Oakland Task force roll and rock, cold cracked Young brothers my age dollars so long Drive a brand new with a cellular phone See him draped in gold, we call him Big 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 year he might in a week cash money is the answer to life Feedin fat hovers to a dopefiend's Gotta keep rollin, just stop Only two are a thief or the cops keep 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 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 and do the same with your gold But if you think about it really it all sounds out Willie in his washed off Philly Open up shop down the And everybody's tryin to get a piece of that
Coke Big time,
[ 2 ] Cocaine the demon, it knows you Sellin you a trip to a called hell You never even thought you'd get in the mirror, scared to look You think about and think it's cold Like drivin a ???? down a rocky road Now the rock man is your friend The only one you talk to and again You tried dealin, but that's no fun you made a sale it was in your lungs So the coke dealer now lives on your Like a four year marriage you're the man's You can hate it a passion, but you won't fuss He's the of a Caddy and you're 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 good and you look smoked It doesn't take to realize All you do is just open 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 simply 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 lotta money and a lotta stuff But soon he went broke and it didn't much First he started smokin, and all he figured Was the he sold dope, you see his bank got bigger But my homie thought wrong cause he be stopped The vice rolled and the boy got popped He was out on bail before he it to jail Wasn't about to do time when he's so well Say he had a lotta and some real good friends But he was almost broke he flipped again So he got on his grind, he wastin a day up shop and started pumpin the weight He thought the boys that he could not pay So he hustled by himself thinkin that's But one night he was chillin with a named Carol His door was kicked in and he was at a barrel The brother with the gun saw him on the base right up and put the Uzi in his face He said, "Give up the dope if you still wanna I you one time, you better listen to me" As my homie got robbed he the fight And now he's a smoker probably totin tonight
dealers Yeah, I'm big time, COKE!
Coke Big time,
dealers Big time, The of Dope It stop