Luyện nghe bài hát Coke Dealers

[ 1 ]
Now.. I come from the town
Task roll and rock, cold cracked down
brothers my age making dollars so long
Drive a brand new 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
him trash, he supplies for the dopefiend's tweak
But what you in a year he might make in a week
Cold cash money is the to life
Feedin fat to a dopefiend's pipe
keep rollin, just can't stop
Only two are a thief or the cops
People keep it's all so wrong
But the rocks roll strong all 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 dopehouse will take soul
it for a rock and do the same with your gold
But if you think about it it all sounds silly
Smoked out in his washed off Philly
Open up shop down the
And everybody's to get a piece of that rock

dealers
Big time,

[ 2 ]
the demon, it knows you well
Sellin you a trip to a called hell
You never even you'd get hooked
Starin in the mirror, scared to
You think about life and think it's
Like with a ???? down a rocky road
Now the rock man is your best
The only one you talk to and again
You even tried dealin, but no fun
Before you made a it was in your lungs
So the coke dealer now lives on your
Like a four year marriage you're the wife
You can hate it with a passion, but you won't
He's the driver of a Caddy and you're the bus
You think not fair, I tell you it is
Cause he bought yours and you his
Bought his cars, his clothes, and he bought the
Now he looks and you look smoked
It take much to realize
All you gotta do is just your eyes
You're cold bein by a rock in some glass
What's it gonna take before you fall on ass?
Bankrupt, smoked out, simply through
Cold street walkin 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 money and bought a stuff
But soon he went broke and it didn't take
he started smokin, and all that he figured
Was the he sold dope, you see his bank got bigger
But my homie thought wrong cause he could be
The vice squad and the boy got popped
He was out on bail he made it to jail
Wasn't about to do time he's doin so well
Say he had a lotta and some real good friends
But he was almost when he flipped again
So he got on his grind, he wastin a day
up shop and started pumpin the weight
He about the boys that he could not pay
So he hustled by himself thinkin that's
But one night he was with a freak named Carol
His door was kicked in and he was starin at a
The brother with the gun saw him on the base
Walked up and put the Uzi in his face
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,

Coke
Big time,

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