gucci mane - kind a dope lyrics
if i told you my cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
this the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s barely 30 talkin’ bout they retirin’
this the type of dope that make a junkie sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s in they 30’s talkin’ bout they retirin’
it was once said by jada i couldn’t quit
gucci mane please can i have another hit
the dope man said clark i don’t give a sh-t
as long as your girl kneel down and suck my d-ck
i’m sellin’ c-ke so clean it make a snorter keep a nose bleed
if you don’t know the old me, you don’t really know me
i’m from bouldercrest road b, but you can call it blow street
where junkies buy 8 ball before they buy some groceries
when you was playing basketball man, i was playing pimp c
pocket full of stones man, standin’ on the front street
it’s something on your back, it look like a monkey
she can’t shake it off man, she keep spendin’ money
this the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s barely 30 talkin’ bout they retirin’
this the type of dope that make a junkie sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s in they 30’s talkin’ bout they retirin’
young -ss n-gg- ridin’ in a flying spur
young -ss n-gg-s out drinkin’ on syrup
young -ss n-gg- and he cookin’ up the work
young -ss n-gg- servin’ white, t-shirts
nelson mandela, hood rockefeller
denzel bezels, take that sh-t to trial
zone 6 n-gg- rob you for your bricks n-gg-
hit a lick n-gg-, f–k your main b-tch n-gg-
my b-tch is caucasian, i live in las vegas
thats just on a weekend, thats just when i’m faded
this one is a maybach, its made by mercedes
i got baby mommas, they drivin’ me crazy
this the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s barely 30 talkin’ bout they retirin’
this the type of dope that make a junkie sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s in they 30’s talkin’ bout they retirin’
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