Текст песни Dope Zone - Rio Da Yung OG

Dope Zone

What up, Dave?\nBoyz in this bitch, nigga, you already know what it is\nJust talkin' a lot of shit to you, bum-ass nigga\nI’m 'bout to cook some big shit, cut the tub on (Damn)\nI grew up in a drug zone, I don’t make love songs\nLeft the blues at the crib, I got all dubs on me\nStandin' on the couches, lookin' grumpy, fuck the club owners (Fuck 'em)\nI just came to get my money from the promoters (Yeah)\nI made «Straight Drop» for the fiends, that wasn’t no club song\nBut, when I walk in 69, they show me love, though\nDrop of shit with this fentanyl, so I got gloves on (Damn)\nCough syrup got me always with a mug on\nBut I’m cool as dog shit, but, I ain’t no punk, though\nThe lil' bitch wasn’t tryna fuck, showed her the front door\nI had to put that bitch out like the blunt was broke (Get it)\nThis ain’t no love song, baby, this a dope song (It is)\nThis for your favorite auntie to get her smoke on (Go 'head)\nBrodie, take my CD case and break down blow on it (Do it)\nThe real question is, can I put a four on it? (Can I?)\nI hit it hard and it ain’t fall, I put some more on it (Can I hit it?)\nIf I fuck you and it’s easy, I’ma put bro on you (Can he hit it?)\nI sold a split in two days, he put some more on me (Thank you)\nI’m damn near walkin' sideways, I got a roll on me\nI did some janky shit with bro, hope he don’t fold on me (Please)\nYou fuck around and got locked for some more murders (Damn)\nFor you wet-head niggas, we got blow dryers\nJust ask about me in my fuckin' city, I ain’t no liar (No cappin')\nIf I ain’t got the forty on me, I’m a four-five it (Sure)\nIf I ain’t got that four-five, I ain’t go fight him (Don't worry 'bout it)\nI’m beefin' with some rap niggas, they got a show probably\nWe finna pull up to that bitch with like four choppers (Grrah)\nWe the ones who shot the club up and had a show Friday (I did)\nMy doctor writin' 'scripts for me, he a ghostwriter (He is)\nBro a swiper, holdin' his pieces up, he don’t promote violence\nHigh as hell, stuck in this position like a lowrider\nThis ain’t no love song, baby, this a dope song\nThis for your favorite auntie to get her smoke on\nBrodie, take my CD case and break down blow on it\nThe real question is, can I put a four on it?\nI hit it hard and it ain’t fall, I put some more on it\nIf I fuck you and it’s easy, I’ma put bro on you\nI sold a split in two days, he put some more on me\nI’m damn near walkin' sideways, I got a roll on me