Lyrics:
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
Now I'm gettin' rich off his sip
Pick up my boys on the block and it's on
Slangin' dope by the drug-free zone
Straight gangsta mack
Keyes over keyes
some of that 'dro but blow steam
Love a combination big ass and tight jeans
[Chorus]
Boy you done lost yo' mind
No I've lost my virginity
And I
Metallica shit
Yeah, Ozzy, shout out to Ozzy
Yo, ay yo
Wallows is crisp the duffle bag got a straight mill
Black Gotti dice I'm often the grill
Party
[Verse 1: MJG]
I'm just a drop top flippin', flippin'
Fifth of Yacht sippin', sippin'
Dope crack that's going in the strip clubs tippin'
MJG ah,
Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh
Little taste of the old school, ih ih
Jazzy Jeff, yo, break it down one time
Say what? Uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
like the Cardinals and gon' fumble (fumble)
'Cause I'm a Steeler, fresh up out the dealer
All the dope boys gon' feel her
Flow so sick I need
breakin'
Even in the 7th Ward with bag of dope, boy
Hope the smoke will clear out by the mornin'
Got me choking, boy
Whatchu hopin', boy? That we broken
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'
(that dope)
I'm on that relapse
Yo' ass gone die if you blow my high
I been over Coastin' just was beatin' in my Lotus (straight up)
All that loud
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
Yeah, for the world!
Keep going so you can(yo you can rock on)
We keep going so you can (yo you can rock on)
We keep going so you can (yo you can
Yeah, for the world!
Keep going so you can(yo you can rock on)
We keep going so you can (yo you can rock on)
We keep going so you can (yo you can
be weary, watch for caution, yo be warned
By Dre and out the project born
Capable in any and every
Cause yo I get heavy, when introduced to a medly
really doubt me?
Give no fuck about a bounty
Bitch I feel like John Gotti
Bitch I get it how I want it
I ain't playin ain't no bitch boy
Born broke die
shit but a nigga bitch off
You know what I'm talking 'bout, ha
I'm in a two door coupe (coupe)
With a see through roof (roof)
And the a dope boy
broke boy
And I'm dirty, go out my way to f*** yo ho boy
Its muddy mixed with purple, say it slow boy
And there's blood on everybody when there's war
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
take advice
From these niggas
They foogazi
Got ya BM
Looking crazy
When I spank it
Its amazing
Shakin ass & titties
Only way she gettin paid
Fuccin dope
all the [?]
Fucking count it half a hand, give me the pack and I'm a down him
It jumping out the gym, call it trap-oline yayo
How you a dope boy when
Heyy-yo, heyy-yo, we speedballin..
Livin by the grace of God
At the pace of the Devil life is hard, we speedballin
With no time to waste
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (oh)
From the home of the 'caine, jackin' and crackin' brains
Broadcastin' live
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
Yo, I want to get high
I want to get high
Walking through campus with my backpack
bailin' to orientation
so I can change the nation
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