| Since 88' been slingin tapes like cakes
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| Consult with the real and stay away from the fakes
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| Told my nigga Mike-Mike, there’s money to make
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| And hes been down here since 88'
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| Fakes and snakes infiltratin skeem
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| Crack is queen and Tiger, money is king
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| Man… My nigga spanky got a hell of a beam
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| Since 88' hes been a dream to fiends
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| From state to state I gotta sling these tapes
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| CDs to make so women masterbate
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| Educated niggas with ghetto fame
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| Famous for splittin up niggas brains
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| You reap what you sew when it comes to the game
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| Swift to the fifth and now you have no name
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| Since 88' dope is escalate
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| Niggas out-run cops that’s over-weight
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| The 1st and 15th are sacred days
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| Money and hoes flipped are different ways
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| Weed is smoked at an alarmin rate
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| Prepare for an attitude at the start of the gate
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| Man… My minds on the money and my brain can’t escape
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| So just like cakes man, I’m a sling these tapes
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| Since 88' man, there’s been a race
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| Ears, they open wide when game is laced
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| Man… This sexy hoe, she got a hell of a face
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| So I’m a use her to fly tapes across the state
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| Prices dropped and they rise like yeast
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| No shows’ll have a nigga mad for weeks
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| Man… My girl just quit me and I loved that freak
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| So frustration fucks is what I have in the sheets
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| Crime and murder has escalate
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| Fun and love has just turned to hate
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| Gin is in and niggas drink it raw
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| Watch for the task cause niggas break the law
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| Don’t look for trust because it don’t exist
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| You talk too much to that nasty bitch
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| Man… She told your plan to a hell of a dick
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| He told his click, now for a minute they rich
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| Since 88' I been slingin tapes
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| Like keys from Cuba or the Miami state
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| Triple beam it up and see how much I’m a make
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| It’s been this way man since 88'
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| Motherfuckas drive cars that alert the law
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| Finest things that you’ve ever saw
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| Make a bitch suck dick and come up outta that bra
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| Found out she was cheatin, damn near broke her jaw
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| Masterminds… They got skeems for cream
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| Tryin to live that American Dream
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| Most niggas die over bitches and greed
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| Fuck the rest of this song I’m bout to smoke my weed |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 88 , by - Andre Nickatina. Song from the album Cocaine Inc. (Cocaine Raps 1, 2, & 3), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп