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dopeman - sha hef lyrics

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[verse 1]
off this f-cking dope, that sh-t so loud it prolly wake the dead
thirty hanging off me, point him out, it ain’t no saving lead
discontinued actavis, so lately i ain’t take my meds
quick to get a shaking for that bacon then i’m shaking feds
infareds ain’t raising heads, aim it then i flame his dreads
threw the toothpick in his face, then hit him with the razors edge
whipping up that a-list crack, same brib where your lady at
face be where my babies at so basically she babysat
i’m a eastside young billy bad-ss n-gga
twist up the glock on a crab -ss n-gga
cooking up meth in the lab -ss n-gga
hit the block, get it off out the gladbag n-gga
the trap all day with [?]
looking for a brick then you prolly need to see me
l1cks out bc, got it at stevie
tell me for a bag ’bout to have me on tv
sipping on oil got me talking all greezy
riding down bompton, feeling like eazy
money getting long but my [?] still peasy
n-ggas wanna k!ll me and n-ggas wanna be me
keep two dikes and they keep two drips
give two shots ‘fore they give two sh-ts
i’m red flag but they both two crips
so i gave ’em both packs and i made two flips

[chorus]
we pistol toting
i could clear that block out when that pistol smoking
better show respect when you see that dopeman n-gga
let a n-gga act up then we gon’ smoke that n-gga

[verse 2]
desert eagle lift ’em up, body bag, we zip him up
p-ssy n-ggas paper soft, two-two three’s gon’ rip him up
cop a million, grip ’em up, choppers like a biker crew
ratty get to jamming, i’ma show him what that knife’ll do
down to take a life or two, pour me up a sprite or two
i f-cked a couple wives or two, she suck me off we light a [?]
i lit up swigging lighter fluid, p-ssy n-ggas got me hot
strapped up, ain’t no lacking, cause that lacking almost got me shot
miss me with that flashy sh-t, that flashing sh-t what got me popped
ain’t waiting on a dirty cop, ‘fore whipping in that dirty pot
i don’t need no rapper friends, to me they just another l1ck
to you that’s just a rolly, but to me i see a couple bricks
miss me with that sucker sh-t, suck a d-ck or suck a slit
i be up on 55th, but i ain’t at the [?] b-tch
twenty billy’s in the p’s, begging me to tell him squeeze
but i tell him chill, instead of burners i just give ’em keys

[chorus]
we pistol toting
i could clear that block out when that pistol smoking
better show respect when you see that dopeman n-gga
let a n-gga act up then we gon’ smoke that n-gga
we pistol toting
i could clear that block out when that pistol smoking
better show respect when you see that dopeman n-gga
let a n-gga act up then we gon’ smoke that n-gga

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