Lyrics Dope by the Gate - A-Wax, GMEBE Bandz

Dope by the Gate

By the look on your face i could tell you was fake
How you a thug but you talk to the jakes
Free my brothers doin time for the state
Hated on me from the start out the gate
Being the shit bitch im homies with Gates
Dont give that lil hoe the code to my gate
Got a new mansion i bought in the state
You ain’t stop with me you won’t get it played
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
Look i got a date with the devil
But still couldn’t make no mistake
I make some my mom in the strait
Yeah we get the pause by the crate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I just be jugglin dope
Pray that would buffer my soap
Tug of a trigger the stroke of a brush
Imma left hand him the knuckles been broke
I had to punch in the door of a cell
Just for a chance to escape
Homies ain’t show up when i did the rest
The murder case i woulda just made a break
Neva confuse us with them
Here come the shootas again
Hit him then shoot him again
Knock out his noodles then grin
Shot up my ooze in the pan
I could be droolin within
Go head let lucifer in
We ain’t much into new friends
Ridin so high up in westbrided rims
That i could shoot you through the roof of ya benz
Ricky get stupid with them
I got the gooses for them
Who got the supas for them
Shoot up on you and ya twin
See that shit through to the end
Rugas for brewers within
Put all my dogs on the flexa for cake
Hit up ya mommas to test out the K
Had to sit back when i was overweight
Had to wake up and sell dope by the gate!
By the look on your face i could tell you was fake
How you a thug but you talk to the jakes
Free my brothers doin time for the state
Hated on me from the start out the gate
Being the shit bitch im homies with Gates
Dont give that lil hoe the code to my gate
Got a new mansion i bought in the state
You ain’t stop with me you won’t get it played
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
Look i got a date with the devil
But still couldn’t make no mistake
I make some my mom in the strait
Yeah we get the pause by the crate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate while these hoes wanna hate
I pulled a 4 out the 8
Walked on the stage and uncovered them bait
Hop in that wraith then i go in my 8
Gone for today
Gone to get cake
Member we was dumpin bodies in lakes
Free my killas doin time for the state
We gorillas they some lions and apes
Jump out the steam and start firen that K
Bought a new beamer like who wanna race
We in first place, you hit the brakes
Had to take 12 on a high speed chase
Momma tellin me i need god like mace
Better pray that i make it back home safe
Sellin cocaine i was movin that base
Hoes want on top but won’t talk to my face
Couple fat lambo runnin fast from the jakes
Bring that mac-11 strait to your place
Watch me take flight on my city like diddy
Bitches so petty go pick up them pennies
Skrt for a dolla go get you some prada
I pull my new chick and doe checkabana
Only some new shit my diamonds from ghana
Still keep that choppa like come find tha honda
By the look on your face i could tell you was fake
How you a thug but you talk to the jakes
Free my brothers doin time for the state
Hated on me from the start out the gate
Being the shit bitch im homies with Gates
Dont give that lil hoe the code to my gate
Got a new mansion i bought in the state
You ain’t stop with me you won’t get it played
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
I used to sell dope by the gate
Look i got a date with the devil
But still couldn’t make no mistake
I make some my mom in the strait
Yeah we get the pause by the crate
I used to sell dope by the gate