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two feet - dope lyrics

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(man i’ve been needin’ to see you all day)
(boy the sun is real out here)
(but i’ve been comin’ by just seein’ if)
(i need one favor man)
(you know i got a lil’ job comin’ later on)
(i just need)
(to borrow like a lil’ 30)
(probably maybe a lil’ 40 to the first)
(man you know ya got me)
(you know i’m good for it man)
(my man)
(i knew you lookin’ out for ya boy)
(man ‘preciate that)
(one two)

hey, two feet came by

who got da dope
who got me; could you spot me
who got da dope
(who got me)
(tell me tell me)
(you got me)
who got me; could you spot me

who got da dope
who got me; could you spot me
who got da dope
(who got me)
(tell me tell me)
(you got me)
who got me; could you spot me

chitty chitty
bang bang don’t get crossed up
suicidal
thoughts, thinkin’ about crossin’ us
i don’t call ya… nothin’ else
ima call ya bluff
run dem bands
run dem bands nowhere else but up
i should get ah
statue of me on memosa street
still remember
spots where i would make da junkies meet
block was hot
watch me disappear from da police
front ya 3
ya let get food stamps this week
oh my lawd 12:01 i’m out in front ya yard
owe me somthin’
i’m just here to pick that up my boy
paranoid
they out to get me that’s my mind state
desperate stares soft whispers
them da ones i hate
from up da street
hate to tell ya it’s an extra fee
as we speak
yunginz goin’ on a robbin’ spree
hope it’s cheap
say two feet
let me see
make it brief… ewwwww
my n-gg-

who got da dope
who got me; could you spot me
who got da dope
(who got me)
(tell me tell me)
(you got me)
who got me; could you spot me

who got da dope
who got me; could you spot me
who got da dope
(who got me)
(tell me tell me)
(you got me)
who got me; could you spot me

too many questions asked
too many questions asked
it was money in da stash
dope inside da bags
it was no need fo ski mask
’cause i’m gone let it blast
it’s was point me to da cash
and hurry make it fast
very good at doin’ math
it’s funny that you -sssskkkkk
we was speedin’ to da bag
luckily we ain’t crash
it was quarters, wholes, and halves
what u tryna grabbbb
i get michael jackson bad
ah n-gg- make me mad
on da north side where we at
nawfside where we at
my section movin’ crack
but i ain’t tell u that
if da yungstaz dress in black
everything get jacked
when my la pistol packed
you can call me shaq
yea hurry up and buy
what u tryna try
yea everything fly
an eye for an eye
ain’t dat da rules my guy
my n-gg- my my my
my n-gg-

who got da dope
who got me; could you spot me
who got da dope
(who got me)
(tell me tell me)
(you got me)
who got me; could you spot me

who got da dope
who got me; could you spot me
who got da dope
(who got me)
(tell me tell me)
(you got me)
who got me; could you spot me

what do ya’ want

where’s mikey

he’s asleep

70 for a dime

he doesn’t want to

dude

i’ll come back at 4:00 don’t f-ckin’
i don’t wanna make a scene
there’s f-ckin’
there’s a cop over there

well leave
if there’s a cop leave

dude hook me up
i don’t wanna make a f-ckin’ scene

well you already f-ckin’ made a big -ss scene

70 for a dime is a f-ckin’ deal
i’ll be back at 4:00 to pick it up

he doesn’t want to

dude
f-ckin’ tell him

i already f-ckin’ told ‘em

tell ‘em again

he f-ckin’ said “no”

well make ‘em say “yes”

how the f-ck do i tell ‘em

mikey

hey, you f-ckin’ makin’ a scene

f-ckin’ do it man
so i can get the f-ck outta here

i can’t

oh my god

just leave
just go somewhere else

come on
i’m f-ckin’ sweatin’ my b-lls off

you got b-lls

come on man
mikey

he’s a sleep
and there’s a f-ckin’ kid asleep too

well got d-mn it 70 for a dime
mike come on

your f-ckin’ makin’ a scene
just get outta here

dude f-ckin’ call mikey

he’s asleep

he’s not asleep
i was just talkin’ to him

but he was asleep
when you were talkin’ to him

mike
wake him up

i can’t
just just leave
he’s not gonna want to

dude



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