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Dope D.O.D. – Round Lyrics

[Intro]
Make that shit go round
Make that shit go round
Make that shit go round

[Hook]
Roll it, light it, smoke it, pass it
Make that shit go round
Tell and share it, leak and spread it
Make that shit go round
Buy and sell it, re-invest it
Make that shit go round
Guess who's back in town?
We run the underground

[Verse 1: ?]
Ain't nobody coming near us, ain't nobody coming close
You can tell by the appearance, I don't laugh at stupid jokes (facts)
Grind the most, my whole team live by the code
Light the dope like Dre and Snoop
When we go ghost, we up in smoke
The money comes, the money goes
(What's after death?) Nobody knows
We want the sex, we want the dope
(What's after coke?) a bloody nose
Ace Ventura: Pet Detective, not quite sane; you got the message
Snatch your necklace, leave your neck lashed
Chase and kill (head all backwards)
80s Slash on the graphic shit, stoner movie on that classic shit
Harold and Kumar, Timon and Pumba
Your favorite duo that’s Jay and Skits
The face on the stamp, the led in the lamp
The tent in the camp, the grain in the sand
The last in the cup if your girl fucked up as I dazzle my hands in her pants

[Bridge]
Niggas know me, niggas owe me
Niggas be talk about all that money but niggas phony
You wear your clone, nigga, you a clown, nigga
Plastic surgery, you can’t even frown, nigga

[Verse 2: ?]
Round one, I’m tank [?]
Still chill and I don’t take damage
Put niggas in a headlock, I’m dreadlock like Damian
My native tongue is alien, do you understand what I’m saying
Should I preach from another world, your whole world be caved in
My state is rock solid, rock hard, I’m a rock-aholic
Pop pills like a pop artist, I’ma pop off like a Glock 40
Yeah, you up in Schitt's Creek, you in danger now
Next time we meet I’ma pull a sabre out
I been around the planet twice, I don’t need your bad advice
I don’t need to kiss no ass and I don’t need to play no Christ
Whatever I say is right, what you say is wrong, we don’t get along
We all get the point, I don’t give a shit
I’m still in this bitch making kick ass songs
I’m a force to be reckoned with, come and try test me, bitch
I’m finna pull some Tekken shit
Yeah, I’m motherfucking reckless
Dope D. O. D. Stuck in your head, now you infected
Restless

[Hook]
Roll it, light it, smoke it, pass it
Make that shit go round
Tell and share it, leak and spread it
Make that shit go round
Buy and sell it, re-invest it
Make that shit go round
Guess who's back in town?
We run the underground

Roll it, light it, smoke it, pass it
Make that shit go round
Tell and share it, leak and spread it
Make that shit go round
Buy and sell it, re-invest it
Make that shit go round
Guess who's back in town?
We run the underground

[Outro]
We we we w… we run the underground
We we we w… we run the underground
Guess who's back in town?
Guess gu-ess who’s back in town?
We we we w… we we run the underground
We we we w… we we run the underground
We we we w… we we run the underground
Guess who's back in town?
Guess g-uess g-uess who’s back in town?
We we we we w… we run run run run
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