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Dope Game

2Gunn Kevi

Dope game n***a

f**k the fortune and the fame

Hopped up off the porch wit a quarter zip of cane

All I know is pain, I used to hustle in the rain

Back when ain’t nobody know

Now everybody know my name

B*****s wanna f**k a n***a know he in the mix

Show up wit them sticks, b*****s know he with the s***s

Know we getting rich, we hit the mall erryday

Buss’ a bag

And we let the chips fall where they may

A

NBA n***a, ball erryday

Yo baby momma on my d**k

The b***h call erryday, Hello

Yall in the way, you n****s takin up space

You a Facebook killer

You don’t ever show your face

You ain’t never caught a case

Misdemeanor like missy

Free that n***a Tone

Them people gave that n***a sixty

Shout out to the city

Twenty seven to the sixties

I’m a trill tra n***a

You can meet me up at Kitty’s Cafe

Or catch me up at Ivanhoe garden

Twistin in the kitchen n***a

Cookin like I’m Harden

Pull it up and park it

In the back of the apartments

N***a hop up out the car

Fully automatic carbon 15 on deck n***a

Lean on deck n***a

F**k who got next n***a, we on deck n***a

For the set n***a

Do it for the set n***a

It don’t matter where you from

It only matter where you at n***a

Where you at n***a?, Where you at n***a

When you comin back n***a

I ain’t never left n***a

I ain’t miss a step

N****s know how the load go

Hoppin out solo

Forty under my polo

Got it for the LO

All you gotta do is call

Lonzo and Lamelo

N***a all I do is ball

Catch me at the mall

Wit nothin less than 10’ on me

Hoppin out a Benz wit a FN’ on me

Cartier lens on me, watchin for snakes

You try to slither on a n***a

Get you shot in the face

Hold up

Rally on my waist

Bodies on my belt

Solo wit the stick

I’ll catch a body by myself

On the gang n***a

I’m in a whole nother lane n***a

R.I.P to Cane

It’ll never be the same n***a

I’ll never change

I’m the same every time

If it’s the M.O.B or the Gang

I’ll take the Gang every time

On the B n***a

Steph Curry from the three n***a

Minimum wage killa

You ain’t even gotta pay me n***a

Waive the fee n***a

Holla at G n***a

Hop out on my feet and hit whatever I see n***a

Dope Game
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