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Devin the Dude

Devin Copeland (born June 4, 1970), better known by his stage name, Devin the Dude, is a Houston hip hop rapper. He is best known for his unique rapping style, his long career signed to Rap-A-Lot Records, and his 2002 song, "Lacville '79". more »

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Big smoke, Terps
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Brooklyn)
Dza, what up? What they say?
Right

This shit loud, flava in ya ear, how high?
Too high, meet me in the air
Sold out with Red and Meth, ten thousand in the stands, hold up
I used to dream of days like this on the 2 train
Packs in my knapsack, smellin' up the whole thang
Please ash before you pass it, boo thang
Higher than the balcony, baby, I need the whole thang
Penthouse suite, floor to ceilin' windows
Big ol' freak, she only f*ck with winners
I need me a percent of everything y'all stealin'
She say it's an event when I hit that kitty
Might hot-box the whip like B-Real was in it
I had a dream feelin' lucid, every word I meant it
We put the hood name on our back, I'm used to heavy liftin'
The pressure turned that shit to diamonds, now it's finer livin'
They tryin' to figure figure how I did it, how I done ascended (how I did it)
How a nigga really livin' like he say he did it (how I did it)
How I paint these bitches like I'm Kara Walker vivid
Not too specific on the phones 'cause you know they listenin'
And watch them niggas that's close by you 'cause you know they switchin'
This biscotti hittin', long nose, Scottie Pippen, boaw
Designer drippin', this a Erick Arc production
The art is sufferin', gotta put your all or nothing

Zip it up (ooh)
I don't need no niggas smokin' my trees (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was up 'fore I lit my spliff (my spliff)
I know there's more for mebut I'm thankful for this (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Took hard work and sacrifice
I still practice twice before I catch a flight
To stay on point, from a joint to a fat sweet
Stretch my money like athletes at a track meet
Pack heat in the back streets, that's me
Nah, rapper slash actor, please someone cast me
Dedicate myself, I medicate myself
Stay away from hard drugs, I'll never hate myself
Make my wealth, just like any man does
That's when I can, 'cause I don't have all the answers, yet
But I bet if I was a gambler
The baby will gets a new pair of shoes and the pampers
Like Freddie Sanford, I'ma keep collectin'
Park the old red truck and make a new selection, huh
'Cause with me there's no second guessin'
If it ain't progression, then it's out the question' (yeah, yeah)

We put it down, uh
I don't keep no counterfeit around me, uh
I was nice before I ever dropped bars, yeah
I'm givin' my life and I'm thankful for it, yeah

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