Style So Dope

Hey yo my style So Dope is like crack in the valve
Came through your hood stunting like Bigfoot child
See my gun still bark like a dog's penile
Diggler y'all niggas don't know my craft
I'll be floating on the Rhythm like Moses Raft
WuTang Forever kill yo Slaughter the beat
Y'all niggas is bullshit still out of y'all reach
Cappadonna from Parkhill you know what it is
When I first hit the beat y'all dudes was kids
Now all the fly hoes they be knowing my dick size
Ship ice cream yo my duty is wise
Y'all be looking at my darts like you put me on
I never heard ya crew spit y'all niggas is corn
Pay the Don for the vice so I got to be gone
A lot of rappers out there they thinking they sound nice
But they run like roaches when I shine my light
Come on now rappers don't know what to do
Im Allah-u-Akbar about to kill y'all crew
Sitting on the high horse with the Kalamazoo
Staten Africa 55 Shaka Zulu, 45 Caliber Killer my team cuckoo
Im real talk brown skin like my man two two
Came to fuck niggas up be the Shaolin Roots
Scar hat baggy jeans Timberland boots

Style So Dope is like brown and needle
How Im feeling like a king but I'm down with my people
Hard to be a good Nigga when surrounded by evil
Fool even leave food on the side that will eat you
Like when you get away with shit you know it was Ill
If you taking shots at me Nigga do it to kill
Nature Boy on the keys Rush Moving the pills
Disrespect Capp Ratchet put two in your grill
Had a crew but I had to stop fucking with dudes
Left to Shaolin then I came back with the WU
Spit the naked truth then she came back with the news
Every line that I spits like a jab in the tooth
What a crack in the tooth, niggars act in the booth
White Lies Eminem Ain't back with no proof
Word is ya Bitch blew my Bear Camp like a flute
Hood bitch all it took was a blunt in a deuce
And she sip H-Town while I'm knocking the boots
Play the 50 man I'm sticking up Cooch
Man pull a fat rabbit just like a hat trick young black actress
She love action
Dragon tatt man she so Staten
Fine assets and she love my accent

Yeah Rika, Yo my style So Dope is like Coke in a can
I'll be swinging on the track like the black Tarzan
Across the Verrazano bridge but I ain't MC Shan
But I'm nice with my hands like Roberto Duran
See I treat this rap shit like a 9 to 5
And I don't put extra hours I ain't trying to survive
I'm trying to provide, and if you ain't down to ride
Put your head between your legs and kiss your ass good-bye
I'm Moving like Cardan on the coast of Belize
Former player turn Coach Dog coaching these keys
Counting these G,s floating through the block like breeze
Stay on my toes while I keep them hoes on they knees
I'm like Larry with that bird in the trunk of ya whip
And I ain't riding with you homie but I'll follow ya shit
Till you reach your location take this donation
For your trouble son I got some work I'll be placing
On ya corner around about the time that you due
And I ain't trying to take it over I'm just providing for you
A few snacks for ya pupp's before the dogs can bark
And the feds slide in and tear this all apart
So keep ya ear to the street ya hands on ya heat
So if a nigga try to throw you you can land on your feet



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Writer(s): Ratchet Rush
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