La Coka Nostra - This Is War download song

Song Lyrics

roll me a seven
Everybody got someone he likes or loves, i m a kidnap your moms and fedex you her panties
Kid i got family like a fucking gambino, everybody got a price, rep s gigantic
Riding for my homies means i ll probably die a monster, we don t give a fuck if we gotta step with your family
My dick got sucked, aim still and heat up the steel Coka, i handle bars like i m stuck on rails
mass armageddon
Riding for my homies means i ll probably die a monster, everybody got a price
You talk batshit crazy but you won t do guano, we top dollar, imagine what we d do to you if we wanted to

We not promised tomorrow so we involved in all types of horror, fresh like huggy, shoot you in the gut like i m junior soprano
My arrogance scary and aristocratic, captains at the hill, it s not really that hard
Mass armageddon, i ll scream bomb in the lobby and i ll cause a panic, everybody got someone he likes or loves
grind em up like hamburger hill
A breath of fresh air like you re opening sails, sipping on absinthe
Captains at the hill, spike them with drugs and decorate their life with their blood Nostra, it s not really that hard
bitch i ain t snobby
Roll me a seven, everybody got a price

i ll scream bomb in the lobby and i ll cause a panic
i ll sink your titanic
Kid i got family like a fucking gambino, i m a kidnap your moms and fedex you her panties This, i m the motherfucking dre killer
aim still and heat up the steel
kid i got family like a fucking gambino
I ll scream bomb in the lobby and i ll cause a panic, never caught up in that bullshit divide and conquer, hit anybody on the outside from jail
everybody got a wife
captains at the hill

Imagine what we d do to you if we wanted to, moving too fast
it s fucking coka
and i m back
Fresh like huggy, la coka rock star
fighting like pits
Flow is tyranic, i ll sink your titanic
A true hollywood story that fits, new york yankee fitted the bronx was the beginning, rep s gigantic
La coka rock star, fresh like huggy

roll me a seven
Don t ask me where i m heading, i buy anybody La, and choppers that could put satan inside a pine box
I spit you know the name, moving too fast, picked and plucked
my fate s already sealed
Riding for my homies means i ll probably die a monster, wield the steel in the field La, it s iceberg whitey
make believe it s 88 and i m crack
Shake your ass in the dice bitch, president bush learned me well
Shoot you in the gut like i m junior soprano, duct taping the grip

Captains at the hill, moving too fast
everybody got someone he likes or loves
I handle bars like i m stuck on rails, roll me a seven, fresh like huggy
Wield the steel in the field, i m a certified mobster
captains at the hill