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"Cocaine (We Own The Night Pt. 2)" is a track by Jim Jones, from the album We Own the Night, Pt. 2: Memoirs of a Hustler, released 9th September 2014. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Chorus: Sen City] Sunny days, bitch, I'm in the trap real low They wanna know, you sell Cocaine All the hoes be callin my name, everybody wants fame Now tell me, nigga, will you sell Cocaine [Verse 1: Jim Jones] I fixed my viser, blockin out the sun I double park, until the block is done Sittin low, you here them hoes yappin If you listen closer, you here them foes clappin Pop shit, like Zip did Cop bricks, like Rich did Sold Coke, and got fly with it Won 60 at the dice, and bought a ride with it Reffrance raw, we was sellin raw Tree bought the game, and I was left up north I listened close to what the streets was teachin They made more doe than what my teacher teachin The only traide was to traide the snow Talkin to the dealer, traidin off my porch This game is insane, a crazy sport You be thinkin of mistakes, on the way to court [Chorus: Sen City] Sunny days, bitch, I'm in the trap real low They wanna know, you sell Cocaine All the hoes be callin my name, everybody wants fame Now tell me, nigga, will you sell Cocaine [Verse 2: Jim Jones] Sunup, loyalty to sunup When it come to Killa, boy, and Santana I could tell you about the joy and the blunders Surv up white mix, and callin it Piranha They make cowboys out of Cocaine, hundred thou toys, out the dope game Bout 5 ticks rite by the Propain Make it disarmed, than harder, nigga, know James Getting block money, put you in a different place Told a chick I love her, tell her get lost, you should've seen her face Should've saw mine, you thinkin bout love, crazy lady, and I'm thinkin bout Carbine No Shamone line, shit, if not, grab my gun Fingers so sticky, feel like I could wall climb Hold me up with fish scale didgets, I met the guy, rite out doing trailer visits [Chorus: Sen City] Sunny days, bitch, I'm in the trap real low They wanna know, you sell Cocaine All the hoes be callin my name, everybody wants fame Now tell me, nigga, will you sell Cocaine
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