crept and I came/ Respect the dead game, remember ta let ya nuts hang, often, matter of fact I'ma do mine all day/ I don't sniff coke, I like to make
livin' Put two in the street while theres two in the kitchen Put guns in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?" We give for they knew who u was missin
to make em trip boy Sick and tired Of niggas hollerin cut throat When they aint Never had to get away from po-po Aint never have To pay they bills from choppin up coke
Yeah, nigga, yeah, south suicide Queens That's right, Q U, nigga, yea yea Shit like that, know what Im sayin', put these drinks up Ya heard? Let's do
fightin trifflin rhymes about tha life n tha times wit niggaz on tha grind white collared criminals climb the corporate ladder while niggaz like me gotta sell coke
When it's God playin', no man could hold on Nigga, I be real when the act be over See you at the light and snatch your black rover Cook my coke and
for it New York City of God I 'den saved some of New York's prettiest broads I'm spittin the gospel I hit my apostle's wit the coke that'll heal a sick
rain but since i never cry, yo, it shows my pain so I threw on the hat and killed all that man imma rap cat I dont feel all that Man God Khan Primetime
I?ll make venison sausage Outta his frickin? ass Soooo? F U Santa Claus, F U Santa Claus Lord, hear my prayer I hope that you get ass raped by That Coke
, my heart goes to'em They tested, it was stressed that they under We never really went threw that coz we was born B.C u n me b4 crack In our days, things
2 god on 10 bibles Yeah he washed up fresh off spin cycles [Chorus:] Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming
clique My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me "Life's a Bitch," but God-forbid the bitch
(verse 1) Chea.. they say aint nothin greater than bein the greatest all immma say is my flow is contageious like coke in the 80's im pokin yo lady
) (Nigganometry, nigga-nom-nom-nometry) N, I, G G, A (Nometry) N, I, G G, A (Nometry) N, I, G G, A (Nometry) (Nigganometry, nigga-nom-nom-nometry) You had five shots of coke
, im al pracinco, naw fa god, you'll lose ur life wether on the corner or the club im shootin dice, break my shiper, ima get at u slice you, knife you
, what the deal. This is what y'all niggaz been waiting for? This is what been waiting for huh? That Kasino shit. L.O.X. shit. Oh my God. Flex gonna
-spin And no mack-10, it was just bats then U know, beat a nigga down, take his rope Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke And you can call me if