Dope Boyz

He a crack a ki' a crumb do it fifty mo' times

The quarter go for five and the half go for nine

Still in the trap with them break down dimes

Hit me on the hipper anytime, I don't mind

Why y'all **** bitching on and whining I'm a grind

Shack it in the winter and the summer I'm a shine

Getting mine

It's plenty of money to be made from Candler Road to Bankhead

It's plenty of room to get paid for those that ain't scared

I got the hard for the J's and dro' for the dank heads

The dope game still strong like pimping ain't dead

Heard what I said, I ain't buying no yell

Thats the way thirty-six o's or more on triple beam scale

Yeah, look like you got that touchy bug, shawty

Standing round in my trap I think you fucking up, shawty

Same **** who taught a k getting paid in the trap

Made a song for the **** and the J's in da trap

For the

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?

I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer where you at?

A where you at, ****?

The dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer where you at?

A where you at, ****?

Ya dope boys in the trap, ****

Ya dope boys in the trap, ****

Now everybody in the swats know I got the fire, fire

**** want that weight I got it for the high, high

You can't even supple the package I buy

I get it and I cook and it's gone 'fore it dry

Get a quarter ki and cut it down to all dimes

Buy my own blow so the profits all mine

How we gon' shine?

Same way we gone grind

**** aint gone be able to see us

Hey, they gone thing they gone blind

See got choppers on his vert and I got daden's on mine

Triple gold and vogues

Poppin' moe' blow and pine

Honey brown wood grain wheel in the lac

Oak on the dash and the twelves in the back

Came from years of trappin'

Staying down with the crack

Now that I made it rapping I ain't never going back

I'ma let the paper stack till it can't no more

But still got love for my **** slangin' blow

Getting do' fo' sho'

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?

I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?

A where you at, ****?

The dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?

Where you at, ****

The dope boyz in the trap, ****

The dope boyz in the trap, ****

I remember it all started wit a quarter ounce of hard

Me and see-Roy crunked the trap up in the Cobb

Nan a **** barre we the trillest **** living

If this aint yo trap then what the fuck you doing in it?

What the muthafucking business

Do you think you putting down?

If so then my corner you need to get the fuck from around

Unless you want to sell some weed my **** Beed got the pound

Anything else I don't need ya help with

I got the hard locked down

Thirty-seven ki's in da grill of the broam

Jumping from thirty-three to my folk in the Boyd homes

Almost gone only got four mo'

Eternal Simpson Road ain't no more blow

Nothing left to do but to count my dough

Just somethin' else to do while I blow my dro'

Three-hundred fifty k what I paid for the shit

Made eight-hundred fifty quick when I flipped all these bricks

Gettin' rich in this bitch

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?

I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer where you at?

A, where you at, ****?

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?

A where you at, ****?

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****

Dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at, ****?

I say the, da dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?

A where you at, ****?

The dope boyz in the trap, ****

The thug ****, drug dealer, where you at?

A, where you at, ****?

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****

Da dope boyz in the trap, ****