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stepped on That dope stepped on That dope stepped on That dope stepped on Ain't what you said round On that cell phone Get your head blown Boy u dead wrong
boy I got a job and sold dope boy True story no joke boy Cause I don't wanna be No I refuse to be No i don't wanna be a broke boy I got a job and sold
had on Roc chain? You got the same rocks in Ya chain as that boy, we not the same Boy I got a aim and a Big nose that'll blow through tissue It's (s)
I got a dope beat (you got a dope beat?) I got a dope beat (we got a dope beat) My name is that top of all of those that mix Turnin' poetry into
We got all kinds of dope boys in this motherfucker Whip it, make it Brick it, weigh it Flip it, take it Money to play with I Am Dope! Whip it, make
to the D Boys (drug dealas) Neighborhood dope man I mean real niggas Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents Ain't got a dime, but I rides
She wanna dope boy, dope, dope boy She wanna dope boy, dope, dope boy She wanna dope boy, dope, dope boy Hey yo, big Bern', what's good? We ain't get
to the chief They give you no choice but live off Ya dope boy Reese You a dope boy Dope money yea Dope money yea Dope money yea Dope money yea yea ay Kicking
spitter with a pro black agenda Supported by the black referendum And this only a sliver of the splendor Homie it's the sensei A dope boy with a flow no lo
se sentiwon M’ap pete kare, feeling fè’m santi’m won Boutèy anlè, map siv kou pè toma Map high kou pè nènè Dope boy put your blunt in the air Put your
niggas try and they can't compare to you I pull up to the gas station off that regular dope Fifteen, servin' rocks at Havie's Court Nigga this Jodi
thot (Thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call
thot (Thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call
on 'em Dope money with a band on it Half gold, we got a hand on it D-boys still ball the same Just gotta little bit of glam on it Yah I got flames
[E-40] White girl (x8) (White girl" continues to repeat 8X in background) I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl [E
to the D Boys (drug dealas) Neighborhood dope man I mean real niggas Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents Ain't got a dime, but I rides
alibi ain't gone work Ain't it somethin' how them niggas from out that three be doin' that dirt? Score a quarter from oh-oh, rock it up by four-four
yo' ass in the urn You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn But I pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon' learn Never sold dope for
(they want that E) hundred K for my SSMC (It's Monte Carlo, bitch) I know the alphabet boys wanna see me (ATL) Got that Cali' OG (the FBI) My AR in close
(Goat) I had them bricks right by Flat Shoals, everybody know He's a huge music exec, never been exposed (whoa) Sold that boy a brick, like to treat
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e Yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
precise right in the pocket Stupid dope beats and Evil E rocks it The girl straight from the heart My jam is sure to hit the top of the charts Ram is my
to the D Boys (drug dealas) Neighborhood dope man I mean real niggas Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents Ain't got a dime, but I rides
to the D Boys (drug dealas) Neighborhood dope man I mean real niggas Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents Ain't got a dime, but I rides
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