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team eastside - dopeman كلمات أغنية

[intro: g.t. & babyface ray]
who is it, man?
‘troit, n_gga
bright, man, what’s the motherf_ckin’ word, man?
what’s the deal, man?
we’ll do the whole thing for real
ah man, that’s what i’m talkin’ ’bout

[chorus: g.t.]
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right (get right)

[verse 1: damedot]
all i ever wanted to bе was a weight mover (dope man)
startеd with a lil’ boy like a preschooler (dog)
hit it with the lactose, i feel like lex luger (stretch it)
i done lost a few n_ggas, but i’m blessed through it (thank god)
twenty n_ggas, ten hustle, and the rest shooters
every strap 30 or better, don’t get wet, fooly
the street got its ups and downs, but i ain’t leavin’, n_gga (naw)
it’s f_cked up the streets know how to keep a n_gga (f_cked up)
i don’t sing, but i’m cole with the keyshia, n_gga
and i keep some girl on the side like a cheap n_gga (white)
in the mall, spend it all or we ain’t leavin’, n_gga (we ain’t leavin’)
cold_hearted young dogs, they keep the heat for n_ggas
i said, “f_ck school”, i wanna be a dope dealer (dope dealer)
my mama told me i remind her of my old n_gga (rest in peace)
i’m a boss, i don’t back down from no n_gga (no n_gga)
i was taught what you want, you gotta go and get it
[chorus: g.t.]
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right (get right)

[verse 2: peezy]
they say bands’ll make these b_tches dance (off top)
and i got enough on me to make these n_ggas mad (’bout ten)
they say we ain’t really eatin’, don’t make a n_gga laugh (don’t make me laugh, n_gga)
’cause i can take a b_tch to eat and blow a n_gga bag
n_gga, ask your big homie, bet he know me well (they know me)
kel said it’s in the air, be lookin’ for the mail (them ‘bows)
ten bands in all hundreds just for show and tell (i got it)
in the middle of the storm, we got snow for sale (right now)
yeah, n_gga (b_tch), thank god that bag came (what’s in?)
and i’ma get them b_tches off, that’s on my last name (i swear)
somethin’ fast on them foreigns just to pass lanes (some forgis)
new rollie, more gold than trinidad james (b_tch)
real sh_t, i get testers and receive bands (i swear)
and i’ll get a n_gga touched like a keypad (right now)
i had a nightmare all the fiends with the rehab (i was trickin’)
’cause if they did, i don’t know where i’d be at
[chorus: g.t.]
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right (get right)

[verse 3: g.t.]
they run off when the plug come through
hood stars sittin’ in the drop with no roof, that hood life
it’d be hard for you to stop, dude, it’s real life
in the trap, you better hold that tool real tight
the block bangin’, n_gga, i can’t sleep
we just opened and it feel like i’ve been bangin’ for weeks
i got one goal, n_gga, that’s a house on the hill
if it’s a drop, then i open up a house with the k!ll
i like them green and pills, whatever for cheese
paper bring jealousy, and my youngins’ll squeeze
i hit that dog food, i’ll have a n_gga flooded with ice
i’ll keep the streets happy if them numbers is right
i’m lovin’ this life, n_gga, ain’t sh_t better
keep hustlin’, the whips’ll switch up like the weather
i know some ho n_ggas bangin’ while they on the tether
the babies need food, it ain’t sh_t you could tell us
[chorus: g.t.]
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right
i wanna be the dope man, n_gga, this that life
i wanna pop bottles in the club and rock ice
i wanna be the dope man, yeah, that white (that white)
and i ain’t playin’, you could come and get right (get right)

[verse 4: babyface ray]
i wanna be that n_gga you see in the ‘vette with a freak (top down)
beds in my ag’s, dubs couple of sleeves
mag in that stash box, n_gga, come on, creep (come on)
i can do it real big, still keep it discrete (low)
keep a four poured up, i should put you to sleep (i should)
i’ll hit you off with this bag, get you put in the streets (f_ckboy)
pay shooters if it’s problems, i don’t jump in the beef (f_ck naw)
front you off, let you eat, keep f_ckin’ with me
i’m the neighborhood dope man, and everybody know me (everybody)
you ain’t notice when i pull it out, there ain’t sh_t for me?
i keep runnin’ out of work, but my money still goin’
better stop playin’ ’round, pay the money that you owe (b_tch)
i’m out here benihanas with your baby mama
n_gga, i’m a boss, take the loss, what can you say about it?
don’t be mad ’cause i got it and you say you got it (lame)
motherf_ckin’ dope man, ain’t no way around it (ho)

[outro: babyface ray]
you know what it is
yeah
team eastside, n_gga
babyface
what up, dame? g.t.?
dirty glove?
what up, cook? what up, dot?
you know?
n_ggas can’t f_ck with us

- team eastside

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