Lyrics:
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Like and I'll show you
How to turn a four door into a coupe
Gettin' all mad at me cause
Your girl gettin' loose
Yeah, it ain't no hype, I live that life
>From my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the finger
gon' do
I'ma pop off with the crew
So, then what you gon' do
I'ma drop that heat too
So, what you gon' do
I'ma make everyone who doubt, me doubt
See Us Yeah Just Know
We Up , On Top
Fuck you and the whole crew that you with
Real Dope Boyz we makin a scene
Make one call my niggas gon pop out
to the snootiest snooze, Cabos
Pop coochie 'til the nut oozes, you shouldn't fuck wit' crews
That's sick, Aftermath cause we rule shit
I'm big Hitt, don't confuse
to the snootiest snooze, Cabos
Pop coochie 'til the nut oozes, you shouldn't fuck wit' crews
That's sick, Aftermath cause we rule shit
I'm big Hitt, don't confuse
the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right,
the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right,
Like, make the name up for the crew
Might call it Witter Pop! (Naw, nigga that's wack)
Yeah you right, yo did you find a studio?
(Yeah I came across two
in the ruins do you want to get chewed up?
shut em down one round when the crew is up
don't pop( 1 2 ) combination get a swift violation
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
shovin' it
Wham bam thank you mam a dirty nigga wrote
And if your man want to trip I'll let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now watch that nigga drop
your crew that's why your stage show's wack!
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop
Fucking with two bitches
Nigga I'm ruthless
And I don't give a fuc
Put that on erythang
Have em clueless
Loving the crew and shid
It's bout to pop
around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything that's on your mind
And show me what you gon do
to live between the negatives and positives
While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
I went to pop's house so I can visit moms and them
the life that I live x2
Yea you know that I do it real big
Hook-
I close my eyes yea all I see is blue nigga
Gave yo bitch the blues blues clues nigga
a dem beetches
That's the Hennessy at the top
That's fifty dollars a shot
Too much will make you pop to pieces
'Cause when I party yes I drink to sin
El Maccabeezy
Up that Tanach
Like a glock let it pop
I'ma up that Tanach
Like a glock let it pop
I'ma up that Tanach
Like a glock let it pop
a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw
(yeah)
45th Street and blaow-blaow Ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga
If you don't live that, you shouldn't say that
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
weed spots, the two hot Glocks
HAH, that's how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head
Took the bread and the lamb spread
Lil' Gotti got the shotty
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