hood Put powder in water an' cooked it, they never would A white boy did it, showed niggaz how to get it The rich man's high got the ghetto addicted
want more of me, come to Oakland, that's where I be at Selling dope with my folks, come close and see I react Hard niggas addicted to dirty money, fast
dealing We haven't the urge to get busy Like those dizy lizys who used to dance for you, your through I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted You're addicted
Center blocks hold up the Porsche, Grandpa, grandpa hold up the fort. Billy's got the ball on an open court, Rolling dope as a summer time sport. Hold
so they know they cant jerk me No limit how I get it, call me Pursey (Percy) Miller, Imma killer no mercy And I'm so dope you'd think Frank Lucas served
want all our restitution's that means our back pays so niggas pay up Now, what the FUCK!! (B-Real) I'm an addict, addicted to static and bad habits Bringin
You're like a fat joint, I'm takin' a toke, I'm like coke But you ain't smilin', feelin' erratic, a fuckin' addict To the dope shit, you better hope the
I need 6 inches more Fuck, my dick's big, bitch Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu To be a sick pig, you're addicted I'm dope
millions and his mansion And his sorrow he's always drowning in And the dad that he never had And how his childhood was so bad And how his mom was a dope addict
dick shit I need 6 inches more Fuck my dicks big bitch Need I remind you that I dont need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig Youre addicted Im dope
gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope
He showed me how to cope with the stress And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed Always groping a mess, of flying over the nest To selling dope
and forth like a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken English Make your mama be like "Oh, this is good, who sing this?" Slim Shady, his tape is dope
gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the open I'm doin' acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin' dope
This is that dope-on-dope Smoke but don't choke on It's the shit, clearly blunt junkies Have been known to croak Unless them toke of it's the bomb For
down the street from his He went anyway, more scared to face his moms She'll beat him soon as she flip out seein' his face scarred Walkin' past the dope
[Jean Grae] Been a long time (yes) shouldn't have left you Without a dope beat to step to Say - uhh, shouldn't have left you without a dope beat to
on a highway Shit, I?m supposed to be high It?s the highway Anybody wanna eat? Come saddle up My team getting money, everybody tatted up Marqee status, flights no baggage Dope dicks make these hoes Cafe addicts