$ C R E W - Dope House '98
Why the fuck is murda on my Mind Like every fucking time
And I just wanna be a normal Human being but that's alright
But guess that I'ma have to steal And guess that I'ma have to kill And guess that I'ma Have to peel a Cap back just to keep it real
Hopping up out of that Chevy Thang
I'm gripping on something that's Heavy mane
I'm wishing a nigga will try me Mane
I'm feenin' for something to ease The pain
Now one of you niggas must feel This Stang
It's 187 all in my brain
It's nothing but chemicals due to The Caine
Now you feeling me nothing but Evil my name
Some do it for the money and Fame
Some do it cause they can't handle Pain
Others do it for the love of the Game
Silverback he stands alone in the Rain
Some do it for the money and Fame
Some do it cause they can't handle Pain
Others do it for the love of the Game
Silverback he stands alone in the Rain
Pull up on a bitch nigga I don't Give a shit nigga
Bumping all that fucking lip just Run my fucking fade nigga
Any mothafucka wanna test my Blade nigga wish a nigga would Why you in the shade nigga
Thought you was gangsta bitch
Thought you was shooting shit
Say you on that devil shit
Claim you on that evil shit
Nigga shut yo fucking mouth
You ain't bout that splitting wigs
Nigga you ain't bout that shit
You ain't nothing but a bitch hoe
Grabbing on my fucking tone Then kick down on yo fucking Door
Run up in yo fucking home this 12 guage breaking all yo bones
2 slugs to yo back I hear some Noises you are not alone
Creep around yo hallways with My Chrome it's time to take some Souls
I bust my gat no blasting back Cause you were never strapped But but I bet you wish You were You weren't
And so you caught the mac I blew Yo brain up into pieces now you Gone and off the Map you just Another memory I sit back and I Fucking laugh
Written by:
Marcus Garcia
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