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Get off My D [Album Version] Video (MV)




Performed By: Dopetrackz
Featuring: Lanky Lank
Length: 3:00
Written by: Villaruel




Dopetrackz - Get off My D [Album Version] Lyrics




[ Featuring Lanky Lank ]

Tell the D.A
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna prosecute me?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
These fck boys
They don't know me
Tell the police
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna lock me up?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
Well guess what
You got me fcked

Court cases got me stressin'
But you don't feel me tho
Up all night
Like Arsenio
Who my best friend?
My attorney
So all that fck sht
It don't concern me
Strictly for the Lucci
Gotta get the Lucci
I pray to God I beat the case
Like Boosie
You don't like me?
Sue me
You think I give a fck?
I done had killers try to shoot me
Haahnn, yeah,
Real shit
Shit can get real
Real quick
Don't get
Caught slippin'
They on the corner
Shootin' like Pippen
Undercovers disguised
Like Transformers
C.I's
Criminal informers
Under surveillance
I swear somebody been tellin'
Know there's dope bein sold
But I ain't the one sellin'

Tell the D.A
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna prosecute me?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
These fck boys
They don't know me
Tell the police
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna lock me up?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
Well guess what
You got me fcked

Dope cases and felonies
I wanna see a million
Starin' at the world in my cell
My livin' hell
D.A bust a nut
Every time he win
Wanna see a n.i.g.g.a doin twenty
On some petty sht
Probation is a set up
Court cases been to jail bruh
I rather do the time
Instead of papers
My n.i.g.g.a ain't a raper
Like gettin moochie and lucci
I say this for my hustlers
Not fckboys and busters
See it on the news
A black kid lose
Walkin' in my shoes
Is what most of us is goin' thru
My rent late
My car note
A bad check
Hate bein broke
Hate goin' to jail
Hate doin' time
D.A say the word
Then I'm doin it for all my life
Doin' tewnty five
When I'm twenty five

Only make me wonder what these
Crackers really feel inside

Tell the D.A
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna prosecute me?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
These fck boys
They don't know me
Tell the police
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna lock me up?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
Well guess what
You got me fcked
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Tell the D.A
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna prosecute me?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
These fck boys
They don't know me
Tell the police
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna lock me up?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
Well guess what
You got me fcked

Court cases got me stressin'
But you don't feel me tho
Up all night
Like Arsenio
Who my best friend?
My attorney
So all that fck sht
It don't concern me
Strictly for the Lucci
Gotta get the Lucci
I pray to God I beat the case
Like Boosie
You don't like me?
Sue me
You think I give a fck?
I done had killers try to shoot me
Haahnn, yeah,
Real shit
Shit can get real
Real quick
Don't get
Caught slippin'
They on the corner
Shootin' like Pippen
Undercovers disguised
Like Transformers
C.I's
Criminal informers
Under surveillance
I swear somebody been tellin'
Know there's dope bein sold
But I ain't the one sellin'

Tell the D.A
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna prosecute me?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
These fck boys
They don't know me
Tell the police
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna lock me up?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
Well guess what
You got me fcked

Dope cases and felonies
I wanna see a million
Starin' at the world in my cell
My livin' hell
D.A bust a nut
Every time he win
Wanna see a n.i.g.g.a doin twenty
On some petty sht
Probation is a set up
Court cases been to jail bruh
I rather do the time
Instead of papers
My n.i.g.g.a ain't a raper
Like gettin moochie and lucci
I say this for my hustlers
Not fckboys and busters
See it on the news
A black kid lose
Walkin' in my shoes
Is what most of us is goin' thru
My rent late
My car note
A bad check
Hate bein broke
Hate goin' to jail
Hate doin' time
D.A say the word
Then I'm doin it for all my life
Doin' tewnty five
When I'm twenty five

Only make me wonder what these
Crackers really feel inside

Tell the D.A
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna prosecute me?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
These fck boys
They don't know me
Tell the police
Get off my dck
Why the fck
You wanna lock me up?
Cuz they say
I done did some sht
Well guess what
You got me fcked
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Writer: Villaruel
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