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Correct Sell Your Dope Lyrics
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Correct Sell Your Dope
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A few words of inspiration This song is dedicated to hustlers standing on the curb Smokin herb, movin weight from the inner city to the suburbs Paranoid of jail, pocket full of yale, just waitin on another sale Sip your beers wipe your tears encourage your peers it's gonna be alright Everything is gonna be alright sell your dope make your money every night Them brothers around the corner they wanna start a fight Sell your dope keep on hustlin untill your moneys right You and your girl argue every night sell Your dope especially when your pockets tight You can't find a job 'cause your skin ain't white Sell your dope brother you know this world ain't right Hey whassup lil inchworm I hope this letter make you feel just a lil bit better Got your t-shirt picked your khakis creased So you can be g'd up when you get released Me and my homeboys put together some chippers To buy some beer and a couple of strippers You can use my car till you find your own Can't wait till you get home but later on That money you get from your gr check Should be enough to put you back on debt Now I know you on parole but don't be scared This time we'll be prepared Fuck the fed don't say shit to your broad Keep your dope stashed in your neighbors yard When they kick in the door with they steel toed boot Won't find nothin but a lawsuit, baby baby Everything is gonna be aright sell your dope Make your money every night Them brothers around the corner they wanna start a fight Sell your dope keep on hustlin till your moneys right You and your girl argue every night Sell your dope especially when your pockets are tight You can't find a job 'cause your skin ain't white Sell your dope brother you know this world ain't right Your baby momma she might trip 'cause you hangin with a Crip tryin to clock your grip She can't help a black man out But when bills come around she's got her hand out Now your baby needs pampers and Similac. Plus you need rims for your Cadillac Ignore your girl when she starts trippin Keep them kilos flippin Dayton's dipin We can expand by a little land Hand the dope game down to the next man Buy a little business clean the money Look at the cops funny hey hey hey Frontin in your caddy or a beat up Taurus Got the baby gangsters sellin the shit for us We can dance underwater and not get wet Sell crack on the internet but not yet C'mon Everything is gonna be aright sell your dope Make your money every night Them brothers around the corner they wanna start a fight Sell your dope keep on hustlin till your moneys right You and your girl argue every night Sell your dope especially when your pockets are tight You can't find a job be'cause your skin ain't white Sell your dope brother you know this world ain't right 1, 2, 3, 4 breakdown [singing and talking] Early in the morning when I get outta bed I chop up some quarter pieces and get ready for my cluck heads I sell it all day baby I'll sell it all night long Till the 15th rolls around and everybody is all gone I go out and buy some activator turn my fro into a jheri curl Put the Daytona's on my lac and then I go swoop up my girl Oh Baby don't try to change me if I go to the pen 'cause when the white man let me go I'm gonna do the same old thing again Everything is gonna be aright sell your dope Make your money every night Them brothers around the corner they wanna start a fight Sell your dope keep on hustlin till your moneys right You and your girl argue every night Sell your dope especially when your pockets tight You can't find a job 'cause your skin ain't white Sell your dope brother you know this world ain't right
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