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Selling Dope
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Stitches
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C-C-Chemist, drop that beat Sellin' that dope, doin' my thing (Woo) Ain't no trust sellin' that 'caine (Uh-huh) All my dawgs livin' in Heaven I keep losin' all my friends (Gang) Repercussions come with that dope Don't tell your business to no ho (Ho) Every day, my life at risk That's just how the game gon' go I'm Pyrex whippin' (Boo), makin' soda in my kitchen What you flippin'? (Woo, woo) FN on my waist, b*t*h, what you grippin'? (Hrrt, hrrt) I just poured a eight, b*t*h, what you sippin'? (Ooh-la-la) Can't trust none of these hoes, these hoes be trippin' (Woo) These hoes be actin' crazy (Cap) I can't trust no one no more, that's how I'm feelin' lately (For real) I been sippin' on some red, it got me feelin' lazy (Ooh) My diamonds always surfin', got me lookin' wavy (Ha) I just bought another chain, my wife think I'm crazy (I am) So I iced out my AK, think I spent like eighty (Woo) 1995, my mother gave birth to a drug dealin' baby First time I sold a drug, I was drivin' in the brand new Mercedes I put coke in the nose (Woo), I am not romantic, baby I won't buy no rose, you say you's a rider, hold this coke inside your cameltoe (Hold it) I don't care 'bout no threats, I leave enemies with bulletholes (Brrt) That's how it goes (Yeah), that's how it is (b*t*h) This FN hit your body, make your body twitch I grabbed the Pres' and did the re-rock with the brick (Ooh) Diamonds got the flu, they always lookin' sick Think that I'm a lick, I'ma rip the stick (Brrt) Sellin' that dope, doin' my thing (Woo) Ain't no trust sellin' that 'caine (Uh-huh) All my dawgs livin' in Heaven I keep losin' all my friends (Gang) Repercussions come with that dope Don't tell your business to no ho (Ho) Every day, my life at risk That's just how the game gon' go I'm Pyrex whippin' (Boo), makin' soda in my kitchen What you flippin'? (Woo, woo) FN on my waist, b*t*h, what you grippin'? (Hrrt, hrrt) I just poured a eight, b*t*h, what you sippin'? (Ooh-la-la) Can't trust none of these hoes, these hoes be trippin' (Woo) These hoes be trippin', trippin' (Mmm) I've been gettin' bread (Woo), I've been flippin, flippin' (Flippin') Talkin' all that sh*t (Lil' boy) could get you missin', missin' (Hrr) I told your ass before, but you ain't listen, listen (pu**y) I'm in the kitchen, Pyrex whippin', cookin' up a chicken (Woo) Junkies waitin' 'round the corner (Oh yeah?) but this ain't finger-lickin' Crack and blow, if I catch a charge, my lawyer beat it (Fool) Case closed, pussies talkin' sh*t, I leave 'em leakin' Out your nose, I just bought a Tommy gun (Oh yeah?) This sh*t is gold, this ain't poker, homie, but you know that I would never fold (No) I'm just tryna sit back (Yeah), gotta worry 'bout the payback (Err) Choppa got kickback, brrt, brrt, brrt, take that Sellin' that dope, doin' my thing (Woo) Ain't no trust sellin' that 'caine (Uh-huh) All my dawgs livin' in Heaven I keep losin' all my friends (Gang) Repercussions come with that dope Don't tell your business to no ho (Ho) Every day, my life at risk That's just how the game gon' go I'm Pyrex whippin' (Boo), makin' soda in my kitchen What you flippin'? (Woo, woo) FN on my waist, b*t*h, what you grippin'? (Hrrt, hrrt) I just poured a eight, b*t*h, what you sippin'? (Ooh-la-la) Can't trust none of these hoes, these hoes be trippin' (Woo)
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