Ghetto Dope
Lemme hear another nigga say he on my ass
That's another nigga dick we're knocking in the grass
I kill a nigga then I rap 'bout (huh)
Nice Rollie, nigga, come up out it
Young nigga 'bout that drama
Smoke a nigga in front of his momma
I love that choppa 'cause it's all wood
Wishing these pussy niggas would
Come on, nah nigga, don't play with me
That K with me, I make sure niggas lay with it
He think I'm talking 'cause I got breath (huh)
Spark his shit, nigga, we got straps
Come on, nah nigga, don't play today
You train today, I get surgery with this MJ
Come on, nah nigga, with that gangster shit
You ain't no motherfucker gangsta bitch
Real choppa boys, real stick sparks
Real body dropper, nigga, outline chalk (huh)
On the nine with them fucking killers nigga
Huh, my hit squad niggas
Call my nigga Darko, we go play today
Turn a nigga day into a rainy day
Niggas talking bodies, yeah, we got those
Hop out swinging choppas 'til your block close
Yo, big homie want me dead nigga
That petty cheese he put on my head nigga
If it's 'bout the murder game, we with it
Every time a nigga die, they say we did it
Big 40, I got that shit on me
Lil' nigga, I knock down your big homie
I hope you niggas really 'bout it, what's cracking?
Catch you niggas in traffic, turn that choppa on savage, nigga
I done lost my motherfucking mind (huh)
Bitch, we never been a strange in a homicide
Ain't no pleasure in this killing shit
Just a bunch of wild niggas with no feelings, bitch
That's another nigga dick we're knocking in the grass
I kill a nigga then I rap 'bout (huh)
Nice Rollie, nigga, come up out it
Young nigga 'bout that drama
Smoke a nigga in front of his momma
I love that choppa 'cause it's all wood
Wishing these pussy niggas would
Come on, nah nigga, don't play with me
That K with me, I make sure niggas lay with it
He think I'm talking 'cause I got breath (huh)
Spark his shit, nigga, we got straps
Come on, nah nigga, don't play today
You train today, I get surgery with this MJ
Come on, nah nigga, with that gangster shit
You ain't no motherfucker gangsta bitch
Real choppa boys, real stick sparks
Real body dropper, nigga, outline chalk (huh)
On the nine with them fucking killers nigga
Huh, my hit squad niggas
Call my nigga Darko, we go play today
Turn a nigga day into a rainy day
Niggas talking bodies, yeah, we got those
Hop out swinging choppas 'til your block close
Yo, big homie want me dead nigga
That petty cheese he put on my head nigga
If it's 'bout the murder game, we with it
Every time a nigga die, they say we did it
Big 40, I got that shit on me
Lil' nigga, I knock down your big homie
I hope you niggas really 'bout it, what's cracking?
Catch you niggas in traffic, turn that choppa on savage, nigga
I done lost my motherfucking mind (huh)
Bitch, we never been a strange in a homicide
Ain't no pleasure in this killing shit
Just a bunch of wild niggas with no feelings, bitch
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Writer(s): Deon Waller
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