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La Coka Nostra – That’s Coke lyrics

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[Everlast]

Yo I’ve been rhyming since my daddy’s dick first got wet
Kicked a hole in the womb of my mother then I jet
Back to the scene of the crime, a true mastermind
I’ve never two-timed

[Slaine]

Nah, but I do watch my watch
Till the second hand stops and the bars close down
And the records get dropped piss drunk in the parking lot
Speaking dumb, gun all sticky from the Puerto Rican rum

[Ill Bill]

I keep it real like the eighties when we flooded the block
Stick up kids, went for baseheads that’s sucking the cock
I had this bitch in my projects discover the rock
A year later had the monster climbing out of her twat

[Slaine]

This is a stickup, I told you you could reach for the sky
Fuck a chip off the brick or the piece of the pie
The worst thing they did to the kid was leave him alive
Now I’m ruthless moving with a reason to die

[Everlast]

The trees got me so high, kid sniff your next line
My culture’s refined, I’m heavy on the grind
I’m hard in the paint, my Uzi weighs a kilo
I smack you in the face and crack your head like Cee-Lo

[Ill Bill]

It’s a fact homie, eagles don’t roam in flocks
But the eagles that I got’ll put a hole in your top
So predictable, I’m already knowing your plot
It happen so fast, you won’t even know that you’re shot

[Slaine]

Until the concrete’s painted with pain
Cause you being dead’s the only way you’ll ever say you were slain
Black skully, black bandana, and black coat
With the cult leader and the House of Pain

[Ill Bill]

That’s coke in freezer bags hidden in the Ferrari
More raw than Big Daddy Kane spitting with Marley
More white than them three bitches sniffing with Charlie
That’s coke like a Boston George New Year’s party

[Everlast]

I’m the fucking svengali, Mark Boss got bodied in the XL DeNali
With the Mossberg shotty
Got a full box of shells and a ransom note
That ain’t gun powder outta my dash

[Slaine]

I’m raw as sushi, Belushi’s spirit probably is with me
I’m Rick James bitchass Bobby and Whitney
In the hood where the maniacs’ll rob you to get me
Getting blown by Paris, Nicole, Lindsay, and Britney
Are you shitting me?

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