2 Eleven - Another play** lyrics

My cocaina credit score eight one, I treat my smokers right It’s Freddie Gandolfini, n***as can’t fade me on and off the mic And I be with them Vice Lords, Blood ni**as, red raggin’, toe taggin’ Flags tied up to the front grill of the G Wagon Everytime I spit, it’s another chip off the whole brick Tommy The Clown ni**as was crump dancin’ in 06