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Dope game, Cocaine.
Gangsta Boo
Dope game, my game. Hoes lame, its a shame. How tha Gangsta Boo is gonna click up
on you bitches man. Gangsta Boo is not tha kinda bitch that will not get punked out.
Looks are so decievin' stupid bitch, you wind up inside - out. How can you buck a
playa? Playa hataz better listen close. If you try to buck me bitch I'm out here
with yo' fuckin' soul. Yes tha Devil's Daughter came a caught a bitch that wish to
slip. Slip yo' ass in tha coffin' bitch becuz' you ran yo' fuckin' lip. Oh my game
is slick so stupid bitch don't ever test me hoe. If I fucked up once you fucked up
twice so hoe you gotta go. Listen to me deeply. Scared of me? You click before I
split yo' dome. All you try to toss me in this game so stupid hoe its on.
Juicy J
There's a flodgin' ass nigga with a lot of cheese. Heard he's stackin' G's everyday.
Pushin' plenty keys. A nigga don't know me, cuz I ain't no phony. And I ain't tha nigga
you can whip and call me Toby. Low key on his ass, waitin fo' tha night to come. So I
can kick down his door and make him give me some. Bitch I was that little young nigga
age 13. Fucked up in town, while I watch your ass ride clean. Now that I'm grown up,
from tha hood I gain this. Nigga you gon' drop all that dope, or feel tha pain of a
hollow tip. Rip through shit, or your fuckin' brain. That's what you get when you try
to play tha dope game.
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Dope game, Cocaine.
In Da Game
Dj Paul
I'm in tha cut, droppin' these fiends down with tha Mafianess. I'm tired, I'm in tha
(?) I gotta get over, I dont' give a fuck. Tha shit goes on from tha sun-up to sun-down.
And on tha 12 it gets buck. But now its time to cut tha shit. Where's my mask and my vest?
I gotta test a nigga, to seein' what he gankin' a fool. Makin' it straight, a couple of
G's. I need more cheese, I'm layin' him down, on his face. But don't waste time, I gotta
roll straight through tha shit. Sometimes I wonder will it end? Cuz I'm robbin' for plenty
a shit. I reach for my light. Plenty to call. After ya'll bust 'em on tha wood grain. I pop
a freestyle, tha 1 - 8 spot. I'm dodgin' them cops. Watchin' my business. Fools kinda like
to snitch, but when they do, my boys will find their house and run up in their shit.
Scarecrow
Check it out nigga, I'm kickin' in doors. Bodies are froze, bloodied up clothes. Cuttin'
yo' nose. All of you niggaz you really need to give up all of yo' do'. Face tha floor.
44 aimed at yo' head. Droppin' 'em dead. Infamous fled. Put 'em to bed. With tha wieght,
then escape. Count tha stacks, shine my gat. After I jack. Like a rat on tha creep. All
you doper' niggaz will get put to sleep. When I sleep. Gimme yo' dope or get cha' hole in
yo' cranium. We slangin' some artillery, you know it just containin' some. Shit that makes
me flexible, to make yo' life ejectible. And with this bullet in yo' brain you'll beat or
become comotos. So when you push, I can't be run cuz, Scarecrow comin' to smoke you man.
Simple and plain, bloody stain. If you in that dope game.
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Dope game, Cocaine.
In Da Game, trapped in da game.