In the Coupe
Harry Fraud, Jim Jones, Curren$y
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Yeah Eastside all mine (park this motherfucker anywhere, man) Just like every time (I don't wanna hear that shit) (La música de Harry Fraud) Uh, roll around in the coupe with the beat on loop Soundtrack to the movie that I'm livin' through In my lines you might find somethin' pivotal A couple hustlin' ass niggas and some bitches too Police told us to keep our hands visible Then they ask for ID, now tell me what should we do? Knowin' you could get shot for makin' sudden moves But don't comply and you die is the golden rule In the backyard smokin' large sittin' by the pool Thinkin' 'bout my son man I love that little dude (man, I love that dude) I want to see him more but there's a civil war And it's risky to travel now, too much back and forth Make 'em land this motherfucker if somebody else cough In the first class cabin let us the f*ck off Now I'm back at the lab All Bape tagged up In the plastic since 2004, I had it Niggas blow up in the game off styles that I crafted But never would admit it if somebody was to ask 'em From the rhyme patterns to the fashion Sacrificial lamb'd 'em in the Lamborghini mashin' Paper taggin' Rode the fattest wave, bigger than the last one Face it, never pass 'em Critics said that I wouldn't make it then I made an ass of them For the crew I alley-oop and toss it off the glass for them Set it up easy dawg Homie, get your Shaq on then Yeah, yeah, yeah La-di-da-da Roll around in the coupe with the beat on loop Soundtrack to the movie that I'm livin' through In my lines you might find somethin' pivotal A couple hustlin' ass niggas and some bitches too Roll around in the coupe with the beat on loop That's my dawg, Harry Fraud always bring me the truth Ride around in the coupe with the beat on loop Eastside You know how we doin' this Yo Curren$y, I got my race cars too You heard I'm just gettin' them done up real quick So that when we race we gon' race for some real paper, nigga, uh I ride around in my Benz while that beat repeat (uh-huh) I done lost a couple of friends tryna beat these streets (I miss 'em) I told Harry cook a plate so I could eat these beats But shit, you know we never lack that's why we keep these heats (loaded) He almost lost his mind tryna keep that freak He f*ck around and got married 'til his knees got weak (stupid) Now seven days without prayer that's a weak ass week (pray for me) Shit, he swore he had that coke until he got beat He came back the same day tryna heat that streak Let us be much tougher tryna keep black peace Shit, I almost drowned with so much water on my jewels (word) Man, my clothes is all drippin' like I recorded in a pool You know I keep the hammer, I use the .40 as a tool (got it) Me and Zeke was gettin' drunk right before we went to school (this is a fact) We popped up at the Grammys We was buyin' army suits in the Bronx we went to Sammys (facts) Nowadays when he talkin' 'bout bars they want the Xannies We was (silly) We was baggin' up coke right at my grannies Man these streets is like Vegas tryna beat the odds And all the homies that we lost I hope they meet our God (pray for them) We never get a second chance like E. Dabarge That's why we keep a fancy lawyer that'll beat the charge Shit, look into my eyes and you can see the scars Let's not talk about no rhymes I gotta free the cause Roll around in the coupe with the beat on loop Soundtrack to the movie that I'm livin' through In my lines you might find somethin' pivotal A couple hustlin' ass niggas and some bitches too Roll around in the coupe with the beat on loop That's my dawg, Harry Fraud always bring me the truth Ride around in the coupe with the beat on loop Yeah Keep the E in it Chevy's on switches, baby We smokin' weed in it Don't post me in your pictures Hittin' switches on Chef Highway dippin' Yeah, yeah Keep the E in it Chevy's on switches, baby We smokin' weed in it (Jet Life) (Jet Life) (Jet Life) (Jet Life) (Jet Life) nigga, yeah, yeah
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Written by: Joseph Guillermo Jones II, Rory William Quigley, Shante Scott Franklin
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