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    "We gon' make it rock and ROLLS, uh!
    Hey! All you gotta do, is yell out one word
    And the word is, cocaine
    CAN YOU DO THAT?! I'll tell you when..."

    Uhh.? Hear Coke, what's the deal? How you been?
    It been a little second since we was gettin it in
    Know I kinda abandoned you, but you know what?
    This music shit was promisin, look I'm 'bout to blow up
    But I'm never huggin the strip in my old Chucks, tryin to get mo' bucks
    Dodgin the gold truck, we had it sewn up
    You ain't get no cut, still you pumped for me
    You was just happy that we both lived comfortably
    What up with Dope and them niggaz? They still gettin gwap?
    They had the whole block itchin like the chickenpox
    Aiyyo Cook, 'member you used to get in the pot?
    Come out actin hard, how many pleas did niggaz cop?
    Like how how many ways to get money y'all niggaz got?
    And I'll be down, I post up faithfully at 6 o'clock
    But nah, it's been me and my dudes since day one
    We ain't lookin for partners, step up your game son
    Sometimes I wonder if you miss me
    Man I miss you even though that life is riskier

    (Cocaine, hehehe)

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    My dude, when push come to shove
    The reason all them police clowns look in glove
    When they stop the V, heard you fuckin with Keisha
    You let her start fuckin wit'chu? I know, what's a brother to do?
    She was always sniffin around since, back in the day
    She of age now, she know the mind games you played
    I know you got her feenin, runnin back for more
    Knowin yo' dirty ass you probably ran up in that raw
    So she open (she open) me I'm still datin
    This music take all my time and these girls ain't got patience
    But fuck these bitches, what up with these snitches? Is niggaz tellin?
    Must be a new day, used to lose your toupees for yellin
    Glad that I ain't a felon, they never caught you with me
    If they only knew that you had grew to a quarter a week
    I'da been on the phone up north orderin briefs
    Sweat pants and somethin white, socks on the feet
    But they didn't, coulda been different
    I thought about that while this kite was bein written, listen!

    (Cocaine, hehehe)

    Guess what I'm tryin to say is I'm done
    We had fun, not to sound like a jerk but I won
    I'm doin things the right way cause you showed me wrong
    The people bump our stories when I throw it on a song
    I'ma ride this thing out until the motor gone
    And when the road get bumpy I'm still holdin on
    'Til I'm out the project grass and gotta mow the lawn
    The sky is the limit but you know Joe try and go beyond
    But God forbid that don't work, I never went soft
    I'm back in the hood pickin right up where we left off
    This is a heads up, don't count me out dawg
    If things don't go right I'm goin left like a southpaw
    Back to punchin dudes in their face for tryin mouth off
    Servin all the fiends that be tryin to get they couch off
    Aiyyo Coke, don't forget about the kid
    Might need you one day if I happen to get up out the biz
    Never forgot where I came from
    Where I first started to scoop my little bit of change from
    (Cocaine) That's his name, son

    That's his name, nigga

    "Hey! All you gotta do, is yell out one word
    And the word is, cocaine
    CAN YOU DO THAT?! I'll tell you when..."

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    Composición: Joell Ortiz

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