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charlie ray – cocaine (2019) lyrics

[chorus: c. ray]
yeah, we at ’em with this dope game
catch us in the trap, we cookin’ all day
i turn on the track and i feel no pain
at ’em with this spittin’
got ’em sniffing up this cocaine
yeah, we at ’em with this dope game
catch us in the trap, we cookin’ all day
i turn on the track and i feel no pain
at ’em with this spittin’
got ’em sniffing up this cocaine

[verse 1: kamikazi]:
got the habit that’s highly addictive
and my penmanship says i’m restricted
selective with those that i spit with
anything less, then i guess become victims
sleep till the track smack with the uppercut
take it he better come right back
they ain’t ready for the brainsick shit like that
till you get up in your veins when you lit like crack
underground, pap pap
you can never match the hit
on another level we master this
[?] follow an act, i’d rather k!ll ’em, than capture
i might be the villain if i could send ’em when disaster hits
with no warnin’, c.ray come look at these dudes
they strung out from cookin’ up tunes
we murder part 2’s like it’s nothin’
burn ’em up ’cause they bluffing, we looking for something to do
just might be you, peering [a cut ?], here’s a line you can do
tune up the monster, and vibe with the mood
and if you survive the night
all the hype, searching for more underground music
don’t look confused
highly explosive and you lit the fuse
made it my time and the word i pursue
i stay emotion and soak up the fruit of my labor, the flavor
they savor the truth
time to distribute, hit all of these venues, give rappers the noose
wack rappers useless, skin off their [?] and come back
with some new shit
cut ’em no slack and see what that produces
man, i don’t need no institution, work that i’m choosin’
makes me feel i can do anything, everything into this music
here, homie, use it

[chorus: c. ray & bleezo]
yeah, we at ’em with this dope game (dope game)
catch us in the trap, we cookin’ all day (all day)
i turn on the track and i feel no pain (track)
at ’em with this spittin’
got ’em sniffing up this cocaine (cocaine, [?], og)
yeah, we at ’em with this dope game(dope game)
catch us in the trap, we cookin’ all day (all day)
i turn on the track and i feel no pain (c. ray)
at ’em with this spittin’ ([?])
got ’em sniffing up this cocaine(yo, please)

[verse 2: bleezo]:
hey, knock on me
catch a nigga deeper than the tri-four deep
[?] a block flow-key
get the rock fo’ cheap
pick and c-ck-chrome heat, you did not want beef
overdosin’ with the cocaine
post up on the corner with the whole thing
watch the money grow, no low gain
got the b-tches fiendin’ for the d, call it “dope game”
quit runnin’ like yo’ wishin’ [?] on the rise
for a limited time, you can get it for the low
b-tches on my line, ’cause i’m rippin’ nigga’s rhymes
and i get up in they mind, like a little bit of blow
[hund’ed fo’ ?]
’cause i spit the crystalline tropane alkaloid
oh, triple beam, mix it with the [?], novacane
now the ho’s can’t live without your boy
when i reach my boilin’ point, it’s a 1-8-7
problematic packer, automatic to slaughter maggots
[?] for the gunplay havin’
i see motherfuckers
24 inch rims when i pull up in that benz, motherfucker
goin’ hard for the ends, motherfucker
i been out here all day, where you been motherfucker
creepin’ like thief in the night, you can beam it in white
increasin’ your price, what you need in your life
on a devious type, take flight, leavin’ motherfuckers sleep with the right
i’m a beast with the mic
little nigga get the beats [?] i’mma gas it up and murk it
[?] of a blunt, ps in the trunk
love my nigga t nutty [?] sack it up and serve it
yeah

- charlie ray lyrics

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