Luyện nghe bài hát Dopeman

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to cut the top off the Porsche
Put a in the front
Better yet hundred sticks for the that front
I got a in them packs, got em right in the trunk
Shoot the snap back off your head if you want
I got a guardian angel, yeaf she in the hood
And she pop up whenever I touch the grain on the
I got a bitch from Atlanta, she remind me of
Got a hell of an ass, this redbone is a
She call me Marty McFly, Nike Back To The
10 racks on my feet, but something Im used to
I put my on the map, you other niggas is fake
Worse than Oregon, you switch a jersey a day
Im in the beach somewhere foreign, Im in bitch while you snoring
A million cash off the tour, then Im back in the
Im f-ckin sick of you niggas, Im to throw up a million
Doctor oz in the kitchen: cook a prescription

Go prez, go prez, in Bugatti
I got Ringo Starr
Im slingin McCartney
Bitch Im in the kitchen with Arm & Hammer
Whipping George Harrison, Lennon
Dopeman! Dopeman!
bitch, Im the dopeman
Bitch Im in the kitchen that Arm & Hammer
Whipping George Harrison, Lennon

Of course I get em
But do you what to do with em?
60 for the even if you cop a few of em
Talking that diesel: the root of all evil
You use your nostrils, or you could use a needle
I a hundred more, and I want it pure
when somebody die off it
Then want it more!
The hustlers we by niggas that hold the hammers
Oxys got generic, they it to old
When you give em a 9 or better they go
Make a dollars a month: thats what the plan was
Now to catch the shift
Cause they that morning sniff
Thousand bundles finished by 11, then Im blowing
Show you how to get right, crib right, whip
Ten dollars a bag, but its 20 midnight
man, weed man, stove man, coke man
You know who I am muthaf-cka: Im the

Cut the man off the middle, I it all off the top
Bout to me a nigga, run him off of the block
Im taking all of the profit, purchasing of the product
Invest in killers and to take my company public
I got a thing for strippers
Got a pole in the
White ho, Marilyn
for all of my niggas doing time up in prison
For getting with the burner, you know a riders ambition
Im bout to gamble with life, take a trip out to
Im bout a Zionist mic praying the to forsake us
times I was broke, how it run in your pocket
Spend my on dope, then I tripled my profit
Now Im a multi-millionaire, head off in the
Take bitches on the private, set off in the air

you say nigga?
I Ill suck yo dick!