Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dopeman, artist - Sha Hef. Album song Super Villain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Market
Song language: English
Dopeman |
| Off this fucking dope, that shit so loud it prolly wake the dead |
| Thirty hanging off me, point him out, it ain’t no saving lead |
| Discontinued Actavis, so lately I ain’t take my meds |
| Quick to get a shaking for that bacon then I’m shaking feds |
| Infareds ain’t raising heads, aim it then I flame his dreads |
| Threw the toothpick in his face, then hit him with the razors edge |
| Whipping up that A-list crack, same brib where your lady at |
| Face be where my babies at so basically she babysat |
| I’m a Eastside young Billy Badass nigga |
| Twist up the Glock on a crab ass nigga |
| Cooking up meth in the lab ass nigga |
| Hit the block, get it off out the gladbag nigga |
| The trap all day with |
| Looking for a brick then you prolly need to see me |
| Licks out BC, got it at Stevie |
| Tell me for a bag 'bout to have me on TV |
| Sipping on oil got me talking all greezy |
| Riding down Bompton, feeling like Eazy |
| Money getting long but my still peasy |
| Niggas wanna kill me and niggas wanna be me |
| Keep two dikes and they keep two drips |
| Give two shots 'fore they give two shits |
| I’m red flag but they both two crips |
| So I gave 'em both packs and I made two flips |
| We pistol toting |
| I could clear that block out when that pistol smoking |
| Better show respect when you see that dopeman nigga |
| Let a nigga act up then we gon' smoke that nigga |
| Desert Eagle lift 'em up, body bag, we zip him up |
| Pussy niggas paper soft, two-two three’s gon' rip him up |
| Cop a million, grip 'em up, choppers like a biker crew |
| Ratty get to jamming, I’ma show him what that knife’ll do |
| Down to take a life or two, pour me up a Sprite or two |
| I fucked a couple wives or two, she suck me off we light a |
| I lit up swigging lighter fluid, pussy niggas got me hot |
| Strapped up, ain’t no lacking, cause that lacking almost got me shot |
| Miss me with that flashy shit, that flashing shit what got me popped |
| Ain’t waiting on a dirty cop, 'fore whipping in that dirty pot |
| I don’t need no rapper friends, to me they just another lick |
| To you that’s just a rolly, but to me I see a couple bricks |
| Miss me with that sucker shit, suck a dick or suck a slit |
| I be up on 55th, but I ain’t at the bitch |
| Twenty billy’s in the P’s, begging me to tell him squeeze |
| But I tell him chill, instead of burners I just give 'em keys |
| We pistol toting |
| I could clear that block out when that pistol smoking |
| Better show respect when you see that dopeman nigga |
| Let a nigga act up then we gon' smoke that nigga |
| We pistol toting |
| I could clear that block out when that pistol smoking |
| Better show respect when you see that dopeman nigga |
| Let a nigga act up then we gon' smoke that nigga |