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dope runna, pt. 2 - ysb og lyrics

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[verse 1: unotheactivist]
got to keep going
what the f*ck does she want?
chopper on me, it’ll blow your ass to next morning
i be at the front door like, “what you order?”
wanna stretch the work, you throw in a lil water in
heard you were working with the pigs, you informer
yeah, it’s time to go
12 on me, got a warrant
big band don’t fold
gotta keep going had to let’s a n*gga go
[?] blowin’ sh*t, i had to let a n*gga know
stomp a n*gga out then i put it on the net
[?] comin’ at ya neck
i be with with my dogs, i’m a motherf*ckin’ vet
you ain’t a f*ckin’ dog, you’s a motherf*ckin’ pet
she a motherf*ckin’ chiefin’ no set
i’ma bring the heat and leave bro with no breath
how you put your weight in the hood with no rep?

[chorus: kane grocerys]
dope runna, dope runna (x14)
lil n*gga, what you is?
i’m a dope runner, dope runner
dope runner, dope runner
lil n*gga, what you do?
i’m a dope runner, dope runner
dope runner, dope runner, dope runner, whoa
[verse 2: kane grocerys]
n*gga, i’m a f*cking dope runner
you can catch me in the motherf*cking dope runners
all red and i’m already dope running
you can catch me at the motherf*cking store or something
and i might have a motherf*cking pound of something
or i might have some motherf*cking brown or something
n*gga what the f*ck you want, i got that dope pack
n*gga what the f*ck you want, i got that loud pack
i’m smoking on that thraxx, n*gga and i’m in the cut
n*gga, got the toolie on me, better not get buck
n*gga, i’m in the f*cking club, n*gga so what
got yo b*tch poppin her ass, she a f*cking sl*t
told that b*tch “get out my face, you lil f*cking mutt”
i don’t care about no stupid ass f*cking sl*ts
i need a good b*tch, i need a hood b*tch (x3)
i need a b*tch that ain’t lurkin on the internet
i need a motherf*cking pound of some bricks
n*gga i need that f*cking dope, where it’s at doe
i’m at my back door serving out my back door
got a car, no, i ain’t even pay for it
i’m in new york and i’m still in my dope runnas
young n*gga trapping in the f*cking dope runnas
young n*gga and i got them f*cking dope runnas
and they got them torches n*gga and they’ll blow something
lil b*tch
[chorus: kane grocerys]
dope runna, dope runna (x14)
lil n*gga, what you is?
i’m a dope runner, dope runner
dope runner, dope runner
lil n*gga, what you do?
i’m a dope runner, dope runner
dope runner, dope runner, dope runner, whoa

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