Coke, Dope, Crack, Smack Remix

"Coke, dope, crack, smack!"
Remix!
E! E!

[Verse 1: J-Doe]
Since this the remix, remix
I'mma have to do it Like it's never been done
I'mma have to kill it like it's never been one
n*ggas that was spittin didn't get enough attention
Like, I do and I move it however the f*ck I want to and
n*ggas try to stop me, try to block me
Then I'm probably gonna give it to em quicker
Than a Kawasaki. Moving top speed - ow!
I'm Chris Brown: n*gga, look at me now
Came from the muthaf*ckin bottom to the top
Now I rain on them n*ggas that was hating on the block
I'm the same lil n*gga, that was tryna get a drop
Now the Range got the b*tches goin crazy as f*ck
Like "Ow look at that n*gga J-Doe
Sing that song coke, dope" LEGGO

[Hook]
"Coke, dope, crack, smack!"
Remix!
E! E! E! E! X2

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Y'all n*ggas already know what I be doing when I
Be getting on these records and be f*cking up
Everything, I be bruckin up everything
And be shutting up everything and every other n*gga dead
The way I come and I kill and I give em CRACK
And then I make em DUMB, hit em with the BAP
And then I make a n*gga run, then I give em drugs
Kill another track, yeah I know, yeah I know, it ain't fair
Alright, alright, I'mma chill
f*ck that I lied b*tch! B-b-b-busta bout to
D-d-d-d-do it and y-y-ya know that I'm b-b-b-back
They say that I'm the nicest and I'm hoping you know it's the fact
That n*gga flow priceless!
Them n*ggas don't know how to act, whenever I get up on the beat
You know I'm coming for your food, because you know I gotta eat
And it ain't nothing you can do because I'm running through the street
And when I step up in the building, know I'm coming with the heat
Cause I got that:

[Hook]
"Coke, dope, crack, smack!"
E! E! E! E! X2

[David Banner]
Dope like riding on I-10
95 dope, blowing kush in the wind
With a cup full of Gin
Your b*tch and her friend, You only see her top
Over here on my bed. Slap it in her face you know what I'm talking about
Pacquiao on the pus*y I'mma knock it out
Wanna get through n*gga, we could swap it out
Talk sh*t, get a c*ck blocked in your mouth
I admit that yo b*tch a dime, but I'm all in her mouth like a braces line
The girl love the way that the di*k go down
*Car Beep* That's her, I'mma di*k her now
I go to ya spot, ha-hard as a rock
Walk in homeboy I got a key, I never knock
She called me Uncle Luke cause I make her pus*y pop
You stay in the trap but I live in her mouth..

[Hook]
"Coke, dope, crack, smack!"
E! E! E! E! X2

[T Pain]
Aye gimme that coke/dope/crack/smack
Put the di*k on the track and I hit it from the back
And all the muthaf*ckas acting like they don't know how to act
Until I pull up in the Cadillac, sharp with a Mac in my lap- laugh at that
Ain't too much funny, yes I'm gettin to the money
b*tch and if a n*gga want it, then I guess a n*gga running
I can show how I be running sh*t
And n*ggas know I'm on that sh*t
3 or 4 of them ladies up in my hummer sh*t
(Coke Coke Coke) now go (Coke Coke dope dope)
Is he f*ckin with T-Pizzle Nope, nope, nope, nope
Never drop ball like its soap on a rope (rope)
n*ggas can't cope so they take another toke (toke)
Somebody better come and tell these muthaf*ckas that
I never gave a f*ck about a jealous muthaf*cka
But if somebody smell a muthaf*ckin rat, then
Go and tell his ass Teddy Pizzle be spittin that

[Hook]