Fabolous, Jim Jones - COKE ZERO Freestyle lyrics
Fabolous [John David Jackson]
[Fabolous, Jim Jones - COKE ZERO Freestyle lyrics]
Yesterday's price is not today's price
Not at all, uh
Like, like like, crack crack, like, like
Like, li li crack, crack, crack
How you How you gon' charge me
What I was chargin' yesterday, nigga
Tryna tell you that shit really comin' in
You know what I mean?
Thumbin' that shit all night
Yesterday's price is not today's yay's price
(Negative)
It's forty-seven K just to get a K of white
Told 'em shorty don't play
I had this 40 sprayin' light
Got the switch on that shit
They had thought I sprayed the pipe
(Grrt, grrt) pumpin' the 'caine like some
Sort of eighties night (Call that)
Sneakin' that white girl in my room just
So she can stay thе night
I admire crooks, just like comic books
I got some cokе heroes
Mix the 'caine with the Aspartame
Call that Coke Zero (Nasty)
All hail the drug runners
I'm missin' all my drug summers
Blow it up and break it down on her
Block doing pluck numbers
I was in VA like Pusha T but I was pushin' C
(Aw) i know some young thugs
I got some gunners that be pushin' P
(What's up, slime?)
Have you rappers, you all pussy, like
(I mean that) your bitch know the rules
The crack costs money but that pussy is free
(O oh) jesus warpin' the coke just like
A pair of Yeezys kick (Ye, what up?)
Give me five hundred grams, I guarantee
Nigga give me five hundred grams
I guarantee that we gon' see a brick
I get you whacked to keep it hundred
That's a easy hit (Ah)
Bitch, I could start a car with these keys
I take a couple of those and bought
A new car with the Bs, bitch
(Skrrt, skrrt) pardon my sleeve
I ain't mean to get no water on you
(Trippin') you ain't never cook it up
Break a pot and get that water on you
Bitch, I'm tryna tell you
I'm from the gutter side
I felt Doughboy's pain when he found
Out that his brother died (I felt that)
Fuck it, I really felt that, though (Ayo)
You really in the hood like that, so (Ayo)
You know? We back at it, though (Ayo)
Just like cooked crack
Ayo, yesterday's price is not today's price
And yesterday's life is not today's life
You know yesterday's wife
But that's not today's wife
'Cause now they aftermath like Dr dre's
Look, a hustler gone broke, that's a joke
Right? (Joke, right?)
Good on all that, yeah, that's GOAT life
(GOAT life)
Stop and go flow, it go on-off, broke light
Got the red, got the green
Call that shit Coke Sprite
Wanna lean on me like I'm Joe Clark
Don't ya? Had them fiends on the roof
Like you smoke crack, don't ya?
She say when you freestyle, you
Get your flow back, don't ya?
See, these Louis jerseys look
Like the throwbacks, don't ya?
This is '03 Fab mixed with OG Fab
This is gold teeth Fab with the goatee Fab
I'm in love with the CoCo like I'm OT fab
Haters keep my nuts in they mouth, no tea bag
Used to break that thing down in the OZ bags
Now I'm ridin' through my city
With some OT tags
I've been doin' too much, I'm in my OD bag
My shorty body S type like that OG jag, yeah
('Member that?) That's way before
Your time (yeah)
That was when I used to spell
My name before my rhyme (F-A)
Blicky close so it won't be
My time before my time (Brr)
So play with the killer, you'll
Get shot before the limes, nigga
Not at all, uh
Like, like like, crack crack, like, like
Like, li li crack, crack, crack
How you How you gon' charge me
What I was chargin' yesterday, nigga
Tryna tell you that shit really comin' in
You know what I mean?
Thumbin' that shit all night
Yesterday's price is not today's yay's price
(Negative)
It's forty-seven K just to get a K of white
Told 'em shorty don't play
I had this 40 sprayin' light
Got the switch on that shit
They had thought I sprayed the pipe
(Grrt, grrt) pumpin' the 'caine like some
Sort of eighties night (Call that)
Sneakin' that white girl in my room just
So she can stay thе night
I admire crooks, just like comic books
I got some cokе heroes
Mix the 'caine with the Aspartame
Call that Coke Zero (Nasty)
All hail the drug runners
I'm missin' all my drug summers
Blow it up and break it down on her
Block doing pluck numbers
I was in VA like Pusha T but I was pushin' C
(Aw) i know some young thugs
I got some gunners that be pushin' P
(What's up, slime?)
Have you rappers, you all pussy, like
(I mean that) your bitch know the rules
The crack costs money but that pussy is free
(O oh) jesus warpin' the coke just like
A pair of Yeezys kick (Ye, what up?)
Give me five hundred grams, I guarantee
Nigga give me five hundred grams
I guarantee that we gon' see a brick
I get you whacked to keep it hundred
That's a easy hit (Ah)
Bitch, I could start a car with these keys
I take a couple of those and bought
A new car with the Bs, bitch
(Skrrt, skrrt) pardon my sleeve
I ain't mean to get no water on you
(Trippin') you ain't never cook it up
Break a pot and get that water on you
Bitch, I'm tryna tell you
I'm from the gutter side
I felt Doughboy's pain when he found
Out that his brother died (I felt that)
Fuck it, I really felt that, though (Ayo)
You really in the hood like that, so (Ayo)
You know? We back at it, though (Ayo)
Just like cooked crack
Ayo, yesterday's price is not today's price
And yesterday's life is not today's life
You know yesterday's wife
But that's not today's wife
'Cause now they aftermath like Dr dre's
Look, a hustler gone broke, that's a joke
Right? (Joke, right?)
Good on all that, yeah, that's GOAT life
(GOAT life)
Stop and go flow, it go on-off, broke light
Got the red, got the green
Call that shit Coke Sprite
Wanna lean on me like I'm Joe Clark
Don't ya? Had them fiends on the roof
Like you smoke crack, don't ya?
She say when you freestyle, you
Get your flow back, don't ya?
See, these Louis jerseys look
Like the throwbacks, don't ya?
This is '03 Fab mixed with OG Fab
This is gold teeth Fab with the goatee Fab
I'm in love with the CoCo like I'm OT fab
Haters keep my nuts in they mouth, no tea bag
Used to break that thing down in the OZ bags
Now I'm ridin' through my city
With some OT tags
I've been doin' too much, I'm in my OD bag
My shorty body S type like that OG jag, yeah
('Member that?) That's way before
Your time (yeah)
That was when I used to spell
My name before my rhyme (F-A)
Blicky close so it won't be
My time before my time (Brr)
So play with the killer, you'll
Get shot before the limes, nigga