Luyện nghe bài hát Coke Dealers

[ 1 ]
Now.. I come from the Oakland
Task force roll and rock, cold cracked
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 for each finger and he can't get a job
Call him trash, he supplies for the tweak
But you make in a year he might make in a week
Cold cash is the answer to life
fat hovers to a dopefiend's pipe
Gotta keep rollin, just stop
Only two are a thief or the cops
People sayin: it's all so wrong
But the rocks strong all night long
Park Street life, the age old story
And now the coke dealers all the glory
They're the you meet big time on the street
I say the dealers are now the elite
See, the average dopehouse take your soul
Trade it for a and do the same with your gold
But if you think about it it all sounds silly
Smoked out Willie in his off Philly
Open up shop the block
And everybody's tryin to get a piece of rock

Coke
Big time,

[ 2 ]
the demon, it knows you well
Sellin you a trip to a place called
You never even you'd get hooked
Starin in the mirror, to look
You about life and think it's cold
Like drivin with a down a rocky road
Now the rock man is your best
The only one you to time and again
You tried dealin, but that's no fun
Before you made a sale it was in 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 driver of a Caddy and ridin the bus
You think not fair, I tell 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 take much to realize
All you do is just open your eyes
You're bein pimped by a rock in some glass
What's it gonna take before you fall on ass?
Bankrupt, smoked out, just simply
Cold street with a hole in your shoe

dealers
Big time,

[ 3 ]
I once had a rollin strong
coke all day and all night long
He made a lotta money and a lotta stuff
But soon he went broke and it take much
First he smokin, and all that he figured
Was the more he sold dope, you see his got bigger
But my homie wrong cause he could be stopped
The squad rolled and the boy got popped
He was out on bail he made it to jail
Wasn't about to do when he's doin so well
Say he had a lotta money and some real friends
But he was broke when he flipped again
So he got on his grind, he wasn't a day
Opened up shop and pumpin the weight
He thought about the boys he could not pay
So he by himself thinkin that's okay
But one night he was chillin with a freak Carol
His was kicked in and he was starin at a barrel
The with the gun saw him tweak on the base
right up and put the Uzi in his face
He said, "Give up the if you still wanna breathe
I you one time, you better listen to me"
As my got robbed he lost the fight
And now he's just a smoker probably totin

dealers
Yeah, I'm big time,

COKE!

Coke
Big time,

Coke
Big time,

The of Dope


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