Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope Boyz, artist - Dj Kay Slay. Album song Living Legend, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDope Boyz |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Wake up in the morning, got one in the chamber |
| Life of a hustler, everyday could bring some danger |
| So many haters hungry, and they full of anger |
| Acting like they friends, but’ll crush you like a stranger |
| That’s why I watch my back like a chiropractic |
| I’m dumb with these Glocks, hit them all for practice |
| These niggas don’t see me, but believe I’m in this bitch |
| I’m all over the song, everywhere I leave fingerprints |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys in the trap |
| I think the feds got our phone tapped |
| Don’t believe that it’s just rap, I’m still banging, getting niggas clapped |
| They gon hit the gang with the rico |
| But they ain’t got no informance |
| They wanna run all up in niggas' cribs, but they can’t get no warrents |
| Free the bros in the can |
| They got extra time for not cooperating |
| The loyalty we got for each other’s why the trap spot’s still operating |
| Oh we dope boy fresh |
| El-chapo is our Michael Jordan |
| We was trapping hard back then, scorin |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Move till it’s all out |
| The money, the cars, the jewls, all out |
| Throw that money all out |
| Let that ice show sold out |
| Bitch I mean it |
| Talk about hold up, let me see that |
| I roll up like I need that |
| Your jewlery you can keep that |
| I drink that hen-rock |
| I rep that NY |
| I crack your head whide |
| It pop like red wine |
| They gon miss that deadline |
| My niggas creep up |
| Me and Slay, street sweeper |
| I make them bounce, make it count |
| Tell them niggas keep up |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Boo! |
| Dope boys in the hood what’s up with it? |
| Acting like you want it, show me you can get it |
| I don’t touch shit, but I can make your shit straight, make a phone call to my |
| homies down in Memphis |
| Real street shit, I ain’t talking bout rap |
| Fucking with them niggas, you will get taxed |
| Get back lil homie, I’m talking big facts |
| No cap, what you heard a nigga say |
| You already know dope boys don’t play |
| Bando making plays |
| Money cash gang, get the fuck out my face |
| Dope game my game, |
| Hit up, give me diamonds, bruh |
| Cause I dope girl |
| Boo! |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Head buster, gun toater, pack full of morning chickens |
| You suckers out here tryna show change, my nigga, Boo gang |
| This ain’t that, 45 will lay you flat |
| Nigga try to rush ya boy, so his head received a crack |
| Purple leaf is in the air |
| Smell some beefin' in the air |
| With my niggas with them burners, you can get it anywhere |
| Talking scared, why you in the street? |
| Laying in your blood, lay him in the mud, hit your body full of hollo slugs |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
| Dope boys |
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