.38 револьвер La Coka Nostra (Ft. Big Left)

[Intro: Slaine]
Yeah, turn my headphones up
Sicknature, La Coka Nostra
Can I get a little volume?
(Turn my volume up in my headphones, man)
You know I like that shit to rock!
Haha

[Verse 1: Slaine]
Dudes are full of jealousy, they bitches and liars
Pussy and cocaine are kings, so the biscuits are fired
Won't stop me from fucking or getting sniffed till I'm wired
I'm just saying how I feel cause this shit got me tired
I'm exhausted, by my street hustle, but it costed
Death that grew around in my town, it had me nauseous
And I ain't talking 'bout the film that you see me in
I'm talking bout the snakes trying to kill him in the green BM
My guns are loaded, my mind is out of my head
My son's my motive my grind is hide till I'm dead
My nine's exploding, my enemies started to bled
Fishes will bleed, want some issues with me?
I'll put a body on it, wipe it, give you pistols for free
You's a small timer, ain't no one as vicious as me
I'm the dark angel scriptures that religits can read
This is real, think it's hard to believe?
Fuck outta here!