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jay corleone - dope lyrics
[hook: sample]
get yo weed
get yo weed
get yo weed
getcha’ blow(x4)
verse 1: jay v]
sell rhymes like dimes
get a g’ for the 10
ridin’ round’ town
in this bucket, no benz
with my n-gga jay kreez sellin nicks on the strip
sell rhymes like dope, acid trip
spit a bar, write two down, sh-t
now that’s how you flip
know fake n-ggas i don’t f-ck with
know real n-ggas you don’t f-ck with
but if they f-ck with me
then i don’t f-ck with you
now f-ck you & yo’ f-cking crew
y’all n-ggas -ss like boo boo
now how ya do?
or how y’all feelin
i got bars like my flow in prison
i spit crack, my flow imprisoned
oh, that’s yo mans?
i can clearly see it
y’all n-ggas rainbow like eye through prism
if you don’t get that
think about it
still don’t get it?
forget about it
cause your intelligence is pea sized
and to these rapper n-ggas i’m hulk sized
and they stay small, asian d-ck size
and that joke came to no surprise
but this dope flow, not my usual, but i’m up next
y’all now know, if you didn’t know
before i said it
i spit ill sh-t
stay stuck, embedded
in the mind of a fan
who knows i’m the man
that’ll blow like a fan or gasoline
y’all smoke gas and sip lean but all i need is that dope flow
y’all smoke gas and sip lean but all i need is that dope flow
[hook: sample]
get yo weed
get yo weed
get yo weed
getcha’ blow(x4)
[verse 2: jay kreez]
jay kreez bound to burn a n-gga
on ya’ head like perms n-gga
time to get this money, no slackin’
my sh-t just harm n-ggas
my flow ill just like the flu
i’m chasing paper
n-gga f-ck you
i’m a rapper bruh, so f-ck school
getting high is what we do
i roll a blunt then get head
that b-tch got my brain dead
it’s high life & f-ck the feds
all my n-ggas love bread
burnt toast & b-tter biscuits
real n-ggas stay independent
fake n-ggas just lie and kick it
she f-cked the team and i witnessed
loud pack got my mind trippin’
i’m drunk too so my mind driftin’
i seen dude so now i’m trippin’
i ran up, now his head drippin
broke his legs, so now he limpin
i took his b-tch, so now i’m pimpin
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