Search results for cocaine by k burna

We've found 84 lyrics, 3 artists, and 26 albums matching cocaine by k burna:

Artists:

L-Burna · Cocaine J · Cocaine 80s


Albums:

Cocaine [Chopped & Screwed] (Z-Ro) · Cocaine in My Brain [Trojan] (Dillinger) · Cocaine in My Brain [That's Soul] (Dillinger) · Cocaine Muzik (Yo Gotti) · Daiquiri Factory Cocaine Raps, Vol. 2 (Andre Nickatina) · Cocaine Raps (Andre Nickatina) · Chef Cocaine Cooked (Raekwon) · Cocaine (Dillinger) · Cocaine Rodeo (Mondo Generator) · Cocaine Rodeo [Bonus Tracks] (Mondo Generator) – and 16 other albums »


This is K Fox reporting live for WCCC, just in
A Haitian freighter has just been seized
By the Miami Coast Guard with over 60 kilos
Hidden aboard
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life

Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life

Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we getting
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life

Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen', I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
Nigga what, nigga what

I crept in the spot
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
Aye say K.T.
I remember bra' 
Standing out ten of us
Flip a bird split it up
Antenna stickin' up
For crooked cop patrollin' 
If the red dog
Had pistols in my hands, had pockets full of Ox
Whole life I been a G, had bitches on the block
Had strippers on the pole, had cocaine in the pot
Got
wit a nigga that compromise yo? hood
Yo? doin' shit you know it cool until the good

Got kids movin' work, hustlin' by the school
Using youngsters,
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
people
She bought me A.K.'s call it desert eagles
Cocaine hella pills build up stupid reefa
I took her from her ex yeah caught her cheatin'
The very
Get gangsta girl
Gangsta
(Repeat 4X)

[Foxy Brown]
Still reppin the K gun in the waist
Hit by the Neptunes
Throw in that bass
Yeah y'all niggas
reload get ya face twist
Cartel cocaine by the cases (cases)
Cartel mo' cars then the races (races)
A-K's on a lear jet (g-4)
Rick Ross I'ma Real
Cannon, loaded MAC 11
Tell the ho you're with that you'll disrespect me
But probably really won't ever
I run shit, no effort, walk by faith, I'm careless
No
how to make crack from cocaine. 

1. Look for the nigga wit the whitest snow 

2. No buying from no nigga that you don't know 

make yo way
and fame run out, get it with cocaine
Rep the Roc till I clock out, I make you clock out
Put sumtin in ya brains

[Chorus: Kayne West & Freeway]
I do my
and cocaine sold separate, check it
From sundown to sunup -- clown and run up
The Aftermath'll be two in your gut, nigga what?

We roll deep, smoke on weed
Listen to me young soldiers, salaros the laws of the street 
you know the law enemies stand side by side
You can either kill em now or wait for them
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill
Coldhearted, how can a person be taught to feel?
Thoughts concealed by
the motherfucking police!
They don't want peace, they want a nigga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by the way they perform
It seems the Klan gave
California where us youngstas slang that cocaine 

and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up 

to tens  twenties  fifties  and hundreds
Ge yeah, ge, yeah, ayyy
Get it Boyz N Da Hood nigga, Boyz N Da Hood
Ayy, ayy

Carbon 15's, A.K.'s and Mac 11's
'Bout to send you pussy niggaz
Welcome to the ghetto

Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
come and quell ya
They call me the King of Darkness when I offer you no pain
Why would they label me heartless when your love is my cocaine
And your