The Dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summer Drug runner, fuck the "I'ma gonna wanna" Fast learner, attack like piranhas My next big hit's called "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba" I smoke her cuz I love her Bought a Danny Glover Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody Baby Mother From the gutter diggin' in your trash can Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last dance I came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucks The only thing I sell is submersible products My all-white Chucks turn a man into dust You wanna meet the Devil, ha? You in a bad rush I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack child Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion Pronounce him dead by four P.M. Call me Los Kevorkian
[Chorus (Ayana M.):]
Some do it for the money and fame He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane Now his flow is a beautiful thing S-P-M, he's a bird, he's a plane
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[Second Verse (SPM):]
In Hillwood, we didn't have many choices I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voices The Coys is a family who didn't have much Except the love of a single Mother's touch The lust of money, had me slangin' cane and weed I was first on the block, and last to leave Feel the rain as it falls on this, tricky game Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses, like liquid Dran... Lift my name against my pain is used To entertain, a simple thing in every city seems like... Shit's the same Born loser, V-12 cruiser I opened up a store for the common drug user Thirty-six eggs, come from one chicken Some of you ain't livin', fuckin
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The Dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summer Drug runner, fuck the "I'ma gonna wanna" Fast learner, attack like piranhas My next big hit's called "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba" I smoke her cuz I love her Bought a Danny Glover Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody Baby Mother From the gutter diggin' in your trash can Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last dance I came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucks The only thing I sell is submersible products My all-white Chucks turn a man into dust You wanna meet the Devil, ha? You in a bad rush I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack child Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion Pronounce him dead by four P.M. Call me Los Kevorkian
[Chorus (Ayana M.):]
Some do it for the money and fame He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane Now his flow is a beautiful thing S-P-M, he's a bird, he's a plane
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In Hillwood, we didn't have many choices I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voices The Coys is a family who didn't have much Except the love of a single Mother's touch The lust of money, had me slangin' cane and weed I was first on the block, and last to leave Feel the rain as it falls on this, tricky game Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses, like liquid Dran... Lift my name against my pain is used To entertain, a simple thing in every city seems like... Shit's the same Born loser, V-12 cruiser I opened up a store for the common drug user Thirty-six eggs, come from one chicken Some of you ain't livin', fuckin
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