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Dope Boyz
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French Montana
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Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Wake up in the morning, got one in the chamber Life of a hustler, everyday could bring some danger So many haters hungry, and they full of anger Acting like they friends, but'll crush you like a stranger That's why I watch my back like a chiropractic I'm dumb with these Glocks, hit them all for practice These n***as don't see me, but believe I'm in this b*t*h I'm all over the song, everywhere I leave fingerprints Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys in the trap I think the feds got our phone tapped Don't believe that it's just rap, I'm still banging, getting n***as clapped They gon hit the gang with the rico But they ain't got no informance They wanna run all up in n***as' cribs, but they can't get no warrents Free the bros in the can They got extra time for not cooperating The loyalty we got for each other's why the trap spot's still operating Oh we dope boy fresh El-chapo is our Michael Jordan We was trapping hard back then, [?] scorin Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Move till it's all out The money, the cars, the jewls, all out Throw that money all out Let that ice show sold out b*t*h I mean it Talk about hold up, let me see that I roll up like I need that Your jewlery you can keep that I drink that hen-rock I rep that NY I crack your head whide It pop like red wine They gon miss that deadline My n***as creep up Me and Slay, street sweeper I make them bounce, make it count Tell them n***as keep up Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Boo! Dope boys in the hood what's up with it? Acting like you want it, show me you can get it I don't touch sh*t, but I can make your sh*t straight, make a phone call to my homies down in Memphis Real street sh*t, I ain't talking bout rap f**king with them n***as, you will get taxed Get back lil homie, I'm talking big facts No cap, what you heard a n***a say You already know dope boys don't play Bando [?] making plays Money cash gang, get the f**k out my face Dope game my game, [?] Hit [?] up, give me diamonds, bruh Cause I [?] dope girl Boo! Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Head buster, gun toater, pack full of morning chickens You suckers out here tryna show change, my n***a, Boo gang This ain't that, 45 will lay you flat n***a try to rush ya boy, so his head received a crack Purple leaf is in the air Smell some beefin' in the air With my n***as with them burners, you can get it anywhere Talking scared, why you in the street? Laying in your blood, lay him in the mud, hit your body full of hollo slugs Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys Dope boys
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