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chief par - chief par - dopeman كلمات الأغنية

dope man
dope man
dope man
dope man
whole gang
whole gang
whole gang
whole gang
robbin the bank like im h–rding the gold
father forgive me i do it for the throne
these are the days that i count as my own
these are the days that i count as my own
get dat
get dat dope man
get dat
get dat dope man
out here
out here whole gang
out here
out here whole gang

eyes hitting 360’s
k!llers hitting backwood trees
cops keeping exits free
sieze and collect they fees
collective yin and yang
mixed with bare subsistence plan
who’s crib y’all gon’ hit up with them glocks and men
or better off swingin drugs from sheds
grow from a few to a many
that was fueled by the money
gettin used to the heavy
come back down in a chevy
boostin brand new tires please
oh crazy breezy demolitoin durby
for that easy money
flock down to see the spread of wealth
now applause till h-ll
ain’t no judgements past
observations merely put to paper from my inference
judge a picture by the painter
rooting for the half wits
rootin for the average
who can purely grasp this
who can fathom greatness
move up move up drag through
faten fasten land soon
clasp your hands evolve fool
talk to me then talk fool
eat y’all up like thai food
move like me like ali
hotter than mozambique
sauna when you’re around me

all day all night baby changing faces like the moon
im stripping down these walls
me my army stage a coup
im ragged and im flawed
made mistakes but still the boss
takes a man to play your cards
straight to work
no need for alarms
fact is they laugh when they nervous
lil man too big for an office
sky’s the limit
got me feelin like an atlas
see directions, know where the map is
hot stove coooking beats like dope
feel so tall
like im fee fi fo
rap like i breathe
every 24
gaps decrease with plenty soul
training wheels well oh f-ck it
tired of threes like joe buddon
momma holler
get a job
but i got hits like an -ss-ssin
this life can’t be spent paint huffing
distance my relatives
my kin are my choices
blood dont meddle with riches
and gooo
man on a mission
i’ll fight for my place
jungle or urban
im still with the pace
you’re just a fly
you got 28 days
die and decay
waving hands at these wraiths
jealous?
your b-tch beg and plead for my name
i write it off
like a regular day
pop a blot
like my life getting saved
move along b-tch
you’re wasting my sp-ce

- chief par

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