Lyrics:
I'm in the game
Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade
Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side
Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad
Dade County, I do this fo'
Don stop, roll another one
Yes sir
Huuh
Mmh
I don just smoke man I chain smoke dope
By j on j like that lil boy
Play with the packs you can tell it
Yeah, that boy Gucci
Got my nigga block in this bitch
East Atlanta's finest
E.C.T South!
[Chorus]
Early in the morning Nigga I'ma be up
I'ma
Yo, have some fun out there
Smells like dope in here
Everybody out there
Don't let drugs do you
Smells like dope in here
Son, do the drugs don't
a lick then I went and copped a Maybach
All shawty wanted was a dope boy (dope boy)
Never save a hoe like a lifeguard
And I got the molly by
with me? Did you rock with me, baby?)
Trees go by (tell me in the end, did you come to me?)
Deers in the headlights (did you run to me?)
Dark in the sky
fiends
Sellin rock after motherfuckin rock
Seeing cop after motherfuckin cop on the block
Changing face after motherfuckin face
Watchin niggas catch dope
[E-40]
Don't cha' know...
Yeah, it's another one of those potentate, dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the line rhyme,
Fuckin' em'
grams, smoking gas
Sipping good dope
Yeah nigga, fuck my past
Propane in my pants
Grams in my socks
Negro haciendo señas pero no es el milly rock
Street
If the beat don't rock
Make the dance floor pop
When the bassline drop
Then it can't be us
If your feet don't move
When you hear that groove
Then
CAN'T BE US
If the beat don't rock
Make the dance floor pop
When the bassline drop
Then it can't be us
If your feet don't move
When you hear that
words I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Digging in the scene with
Step out the car, all they see is the gold
All I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soul
As I step on the corner, they wanna be like me
Watch
This is a story of a boy
This is a story of a boy who became a man
This is a story of a
Man who endured a struggle this is my story
I don't give
fire track
On Saturdays, girls, please hop off our backs
Peace...
Grab your trunks, got my flops
These boys will make your noggin rock
Stop drop,
To the white man, he makin' noise (makin' noise)
They said boys will be boys (boys will be boys)
He's got a powerful voice
And his mama made him
Do you wanna rock with me? (Yeah, ooh)
Do you wanna smoke my B (Ooh)
Never can't you take my G's
My (Ooh)
Ain't trippin' got to split up the front
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
mom
At the same damn time
Gettin' hit on by a couple hoes
Two big faces on my wrist
Boy I got a couple those
I told her I love that pussy
She think we
X E R O G A N G
That's forever bitch
King of this shit, got my crown on me (king ni**a)
Dragon blunts I got fire on me (smoke big gas)
Whatever you
stained for a 50
Sack of the hard
Tryna match you a broad
Got 'em shot up in his car by a muthafuckin' dope fiend
A bitch tryna get a fix, put my nigga
organize
you
would think we was / i had this feelin'/ that we about to blow/ we
got Rock, ?Tommy Gun? dope fuckin' stage show
Tony Rome:
'92/ shit
we go down, we keep on smokin’ it right by the pound (Smokin’ it right by the)
Can’t even talk (talk)
I knew that boy was a fed (I knew that boy was
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