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Dope Video (MV)




Performed By: Smacc Gang
Length: 2:49
Written by: Shyleel Clarke
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Pussy nigga think before you talk
You don't know be knowing shit
Kundalini flowing through my chakras on some holy shit
They want bars I could give you sixty on some Kobe shit
Me and Kye we just riding around with a Hundred rounds
Brody wild if he see you niggas he gon air the crowd
My other glock hold like twenty one it ain't even loud
Pew Pew
They don't hear sound couple niggas down
F*ck that we ain't hit enough
Bro lets spin around
F*ck that we gone keep on hitting to the sirens sounds
F*ck the peace don't respect peace
So it's violence now
I ain't sip lean the whole Day
I'm feeling hyper now
I ain't speak to shawty all Day
I don't like her now
Give a bad bitch 20 pieces tell her swipe around
Gave my lil homie 2 ps he gone break it down
I don't even know want no money back take over the town
Bad bitch with me zoned out off a percocet
Imma eat her pussy so good
She might squirt to death
In this strand indica so wild it might hurt your chest
Shawty said she know a couple songs better learn the rest
Niggas say I switched up in the hood
Put that shit to rest
You don't wanna see me late night with my smith and west
You don't wanna see in the case waiting in the jects
Info red light up on your head that's gone be your death
F*ck he said must've bumped his head bitch we run the west
I remember I was dead broke they was loving that
All I had was 100 cash had to double that
I was so broke shit I would've sold my mother crack
Now I drop checks on em baby girl I love them racks
Remember I have no pets use to have to play with mice
Feeling like a Spanish nigga everyday just beans and rice
Making gun sounds with our fingers that was laser tag
I ain't never go on vaca I just played the ave
Momma had to work
That's was made it bad
Had the free crib all day
Thoties getting smashed
Fifteen fifteen fifteen fifteen tens throw it in the bag
They talk bags we talk bags to but these different bags
Twelve twelve skinnes
Young nigga use to kill the Ave
F*ck a hook I don't need a hook cuz Imma kill the beat
F*ck around have to buy the bitch if she ain't feeling me
I'm just playing I don't buy no pussy I just hit and leave
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Pussy nigga think before you talk
You don't know be knowing shit
Kundalini flowing through my chakras on some holy shit
They want bars I could give you sixty on some Kobe shit
Me and Kye we just riding around with a Hundred rounds
Brody wild if he see you niggas he gon air the crowd
My other glock hold like twenty one it ain't even loud
Pew Pew
They don't hear sound couple niggas down
F*ck that we ain't hit enough
Bro lets spin around
F*ck that we gone keep on hitting to the sirens sounds
F*ck the peace don't respect peace
So it's violence now
I ain't sip lean the whole Day
I'm feeling hyper now
I ain't speak to shawty all Day
I don't like her now
Give a bad bitch 20 pieces tell her swipe around
Gave my lil homie 2 ps he gone break it down
I don't even know want no money back take over the town
Bad bitch with me zoned out off a percocet
Imma eat her pussy so good
She might squirt to death
In this strand indica so wild it might hurt your chest
Shawty said she know a couple songs better learn the rest
Niggas say I switched up in the hood
Put that shit to rest
You don't wanna see me late night with my smith and west
You don't wanna see in the case waiting in the jects
Info red light up on your head that's gone be your death
F*ck he said must've bumped his head bitch we run the west
I remember I was dead broke they was loving that
All I had was 100 cash had to double that
I was so broke shit I would've sold my mother crack
Now I drop checks on em baby girl I love them racks
Remember I have no pets use to have to play with mice
Feeling like a Spanish nigga everyday just beans and rice
Making gun sounds with our fingers that was laser tag
I ain't never go on vaca I just played the ave
Momma had to work
That's was made it bad
Had the free crib all day
Thoties getting smashed
Fifteen fifteen fifteen fifteen tens throw it in the bag
They talk bags we talk bags to but these different bags
Twelve twelve skinnes
Young nigga use to kill the Ave
F*ck a hook I don't need a hook cuz Imma kill the beat
F*ck around have to buy the bitch if she ain't feeling me
I'm just playing I don't buy no pussy I just hit and leave
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Writer: Shyleel Clarke
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