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sauce walka - don't sell narcotics no mo lyrics

[chorus: sauce walka]
i got the splash
and the dope
i don’t sell narcodics no more
i like them white
black or green
long as the ho pay, it don’t matter to me
i got the splash
and the dope
i don’t sell narcodics no more
i like them white
black or green
long as the b+tch know, that she gotta pay the p

[verse 1: sauce walka]
yeah i’m pimpin, southside drippin
straight from [?], martin luther king [?]
i seen [?] drive a slab that’s worth a bentley
i done seen a dope fiend rob a whole chicken
d+mn, that’s a big ass crack rock
straight from the dope pot
i stopped selling work, the streets too d+mn hot
i’d rather ride with a ho, i’d rather [?] snow
i’d rather teach a b+tch how to motherf+cking make the dough
thousands of the motherf+cking cheese at your [?]
all you n+ggas talking ’bout you [?]
you ain’t never seen a motherf+cking 1 2 [?]
[?] 0 0 on a whole godd+mn pie
you a lier, n+gga, you’s a motherf+cking show like a flier, n+gga
i can see that your pants on fire, n+gga
you need to stop, drop and roll
pray the lord [?] motherf+cking save your soul
boys need to repent, pulled up in a bentley [?]
riding round [?]
with your b+tch
b+tch, your wife a girlfriend
i don’t know, but your ho is mine now
and if you touch me, then the gun gon’ go pow pow pow
[?] your motherf+cking head
sauce gotti, yeah i bang red
su+wu, i’m a pyrule
and i kick ass, kung foo
[?]
[chorus: sauce walka]
i got the splash
and the dope
i don’t sell narcodics no more
i like them white
black or green
long as the ho pay, it don’t matter to me
i got the splash
and the dope
i don’t sell narcodics no more
i like them white
black or green
long as the b+tch know, that she gotta pay the p

[verse 2: sosamann]
i’m just a p
i ain’t free
if you need some game, b+tch, you should trust in me
i’m smoking gass
with some hoes
the dope is on the plannet [?]
i’m sippin lean
and it ain’t green
it gotta be the activis, or [?]
if a n+gga sippin, i’m leaning off the hinges
i broke a n+gga b+tch, like she was some f+cking [?]
i’m [?] tippin, i’m foreign car rollin’
big 45 on my lap, that’s what i’m holding
boom boom boom, knock him out his shoes
double show, count new hundreds in the blue
i’m counting red [?], boy, i love touching lute
and if you play with my oney, at you imma shoot
balling like a hoop
i know i’m a legend
and boy, i been the same since the f+cking [?]
was [?] weed off my daddy dresser at 11
taking that sh+t to my school, boy, i sell it
[?]
the snitches, they done told you
i’m big sosa now, all this guap i been holding
the b+tches say i’m fresh, and i smell like [?]
all the n+gga wanna be me, they be hoping
to do the sh+t like sosa
to do it like some sauce
to ask [?] make yourself a boss
i’m double showed, n+gga, and i been paid the cost
i went from a section 8 apartment to a loft
i mean a bigger house
that b+tch 3 stories
i been said i’m rockin 7 rings, [?]
[?] got them [?] i gotta roll it
and that b+tch 50 k, n+gga, it ain’t stolen
i bought the b+tch from [?]
and boy, it ain’t a give me
you lil n+ggas sit down, and pay attention
now let me tell you how to run up some f+cking digets
now let me show you how to get all the way to break some b+tches
number 1 rule, don’t put your heart in it
[?] it’s tinted
[?] lambo coupe and threw me in it
but i was just a [?] tryna buy me a bentley
[?]

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