Coins Like Judas

[Verse 1]
I put 'em on
When he came home from prison
He opened up the door
And ice pounds were given
This a gift
From the neighborhood cookers
As he walked towards the room
He seen the hookers
Guess the party never stop
Never got with the program
He was moving ounces
As well sniffing a gram
That's bad for business
That's on him if he profits
I speak a dealers future
Like if I was a profit
Before we knew it
He was hooked on the product
He was getting sloppy
With the opium prob
Don't try to stop me
Was the attitude
Muthufucker had forgot
No more gratitude
He stole drugs
Then put us all at risk
He'll pay for his mistakes
That's the code, that's it
If they ask what happened
Nod my head like nothing
Ese vato got snuff
Cause he was out there clucking

[Hook]
For some coins like Judas
He sold me out
In the end he got served
For going that route
That's what it's bout
Out here in the calles
If you ain't making money
Es mejor que te cayes
If you a snake
You better spit that venom
And hope that I die
And my family cry
Cus if I don't
I'll be back with a vengeance
In my fucing El Camino
Wth a souped engine

[Verse 2]
He came to my house
And I could see in your eyes
By the way you looked around
At my chronic supply
That you was hatin'
How dare you debate me
Muthufucker seen the heat
And he knew no play
There's always jealous people
Want what you have
Ese wifey's off limits
I was waist on the ab
Don't know the half
Don't even look her way
This is grown man shit
She got nothing to say
So you waited, till I was away
To come by the crib
To make your play
My sister saw you
And confronted your ass
Rabbs not home
And called me up in a flash
So now you buried
There ain't no denying
That sheisty muthufukers
Are the ones that be dying
Like this one, that disrespected my lady
And all of my children
Motherfucker you crazy

[Hook]
For some coins like Judas
He sold me out
In the end he got served
For going that route
That's what it's bout
Out here in the calles
If you ain't making money
Es mejor que te cayes
If you a snake
You better spit that venom
And hope that I die
And my family cry
Cus if I don't
I'll be back with a vengeance
In my fucing El Camino
Wth a souped engine