russian sable - knowledge the pirate & big ghost ltd lyrics
[intro]
lot of pain (pain, pain)
when you the dopeman (dopeman)
movin’ that cocaine in the dope game (move whatever, mm, need a fix maybe?)
[chorus]
a lot of heart ache and pain
when you out here in this dope game
movin’ that dope, man, ’cause you the dopeman
i don’t think these n*ggas understand, listen
a lot of losses and gains
when you out here in the dope game
movin’ that dope, man, ’cause you the dopeman
i don’t think these n*ggas—, listen
[verse 1]
we here in the kitchen cookin’ while you starrin’ and lookin’
these 43 balenci’s, you don’t wanna put your foot in
we came a long way from sleepin’ on floors and them futons
now me and ghost in the back of the ghost passin’ a grey poupon
see me ridin’ through your hood with no roof on
d*mn, today was a good day, i got my ice cubes on
lv on my feet, on my back that’s vlone
when i’m in them hoods we ain’t leavin’ until that brick gone
he tried to violate, they shot up his yukon
ap on my wrist, you know the type of time that we on
rubber bands, money machines, celine dion
when you out here eatin’ make sure that you put your flee’ on
feed your dogs, that’s the way that you keep your team strong
all my dogs is in the yard, i see you when you come home
i’ma throw you a bone, accept your calls on the phone (y’all see me once you got on out the trap)
put money on your books, you know that sh*t that i be on, yo
[chorus: knowledge the pirate & scarface]
a lot of heart ache and pain (pain)
when you out here in this dope game
movin’ that dope, man, ’cause you the dopeman
i don’t think these n*ggas understand
a lot of heart ache and pain
a lot of losses and gains
when you out here in the dope game
movin’ that cocaine (i started small time, dope game, cocaine)
i don’t think these n*ggas understand
[verse 2]
big birds and them ounces, money stuffed under the couches
you a garabge man in these streets like the grouches
stl with them cardinals, atl with them falcons
ar assault rifle in the window like malcolm
he went on a paper route and became a victim
ignored the “beware the dogs” sign, they sent the p*ss to sick ’em
he got true fat, boy, had to prrt, stick ’em
yeah, son went ot and ended up a victim
he had a phat farm like russell simmons
touchin’ crazy chicken, plus he put some good n*ggas in the hood in position
importin’ goods in the hood, dealin’ with distribution
and transportation’ from atlanta to houston
f*ck [?], my street credit’s already proven
i got mexican plugs and connected to cubans
makin’ def jams like i’m rick rubin
word to mobb deep, this murder music, listen
[chorus: knowledge the pirate & scarface]
a lot of heart ache and pain (pain), the pain
when you out here in this dope game
dealin’ this dope, man, motherf*ck this, yo (understand)
a lot of losses and gains, a lot of losses and gains
when you out here in this dope game ’cause you the dopeman (i started small time, dope game, cocaine)
i don’t think these n*ggas—, listen
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