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