Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dope Game , by - TeeCee4800Release date: 28.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dope Game |
| I ride bangs and loc’d up brads |
| Smoke backwoods and catch fades |
| Fuckin' with the top top top my nigga |
| Tryin' to live through the night, don’t fuck with my niggas |
| And we ride two deep, four heat |
| No stash box, burner on my lap like a laptop |
| Fuck a cop, nigga rather go to jail than get shot |
| Fuck and I’m gettin' these scrabbles up |
| Nigga will get these scrabbles up |
| It’s the movement bitch but you know we steady mobbin' |
| Niggas give a fuck ‘bout no sirens |
| Look at them niggas, they wildin' |
| We goin' crazy, ‘cause we ain’t never had shit |
| Give back to the homies, care what they do with it |
| I be in my own lane, never switchin' for the fame |
| Yeah I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game |
| Tally tally tally, used to kick in doors nigga |
| Used to bang, big guwop, while I keep the Dows nigga |
| I’m gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine |
| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game |
| Smoker on every corner |
| Live and die in California |
| Gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine |
| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game |
| Rocks up in my mouth nigga |
| That’s why I don’t play if they tryin’a get ya |
| I’m from North Cal |
| Pull up with the 40. cal |
| White girls in the club still hold me down |
| Do a show, meet the homie, move forty pounds |
| I love this street life |
| Rap cat, but burn got the sweet price |
| When the Chuck touch down, we gon' eat right |
| Two xanny bars yeah I’m a sleep tight |
| I’m rollin' cooks, blowin' dope money |
| In the club, three girls, new Goyard on me |
| No love, know my heart it’s too cold homie |
| Wait the polygraph yeah they leave it on the door for me |
| I can never leave the dope game |
| No half steeze we do the whole thang |
| We push the cookie of the cocaine |
| Got my weed runnin' through the whole state |
| I’m gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine |
| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game |
| Smoker on every corner |
| Live and die in California |
| Gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine |
| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game |
| Rocks up in my mouth nigga |
| That’s why I don’t play if they tryin’a get ya |