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letra de dope game - lando bando

[verse 1: allstar jr]
f-ck rantch, got a pocket full of blue cheese
[?] 23, riding with a zip of sooshy
n-ggas [?] k!llers, sh-t, the main ones groupies
was at a standstill, now i’m the illest n-gga grouping
bumm, you ain’t sold dope, you ain’t even roll 4’s
[?] on the go
sn-tch a run with your ho in the club
n-gga, it’s like that
my dawgs leave the projects, they gon’ bring a n-gga icе back
[?] on me, what b-tch wanna see me pop that?
came alonе, but i’ma let your baby mama drop that
labels coming at me with these [?] ass contracts
it don’t say a million, how the f-ck i’m supposed to sign that?
b-tch, i ain’t paying for no dammages
i’m paying top dollar for that shipping and the handling
swerving in the scotty, i’ll show you how to handle it
when brady ratted on me, i ain’t know how to handle it
p-ssy
n-gga
[chorus ?]
i can tell you never sold dope, man
why you always rapping ’bout this dope game?
[?] hit my line, want a whole thang
got the fiends dancing like it’s soul train
i can tell you never sold dope, man
why you always rapping ’bout this dope game?
[?] hit my line, want a whole thang
got the fiends dancing like it’s soul train

[verse 2 ?]
why n-ggas lie a lot?
i won’t even try to box
[?] buy my b-tch something, all this fire i just got
we should slide on them n-ggas, all that mouth that they got
gotta rob [?] to the spot
then head north with them motherf-cking racks
i spend it [?] i can put this on your hat
they know prince performing when them k!llers in the back
30 milligram p’s, 30’s in the strap
you let these n-ggas fool you, you a fool, b-tch
i’ll shoot they new whips, [?] clips
starting to think i’m elergic to the bullsh-t

[chorus ?]
i can tell you never sold dope, man
why you always rapping ’bout this dope game?
[?] hit my line, want a whole thang
got the fiends dancing like it’s soul train
i can tell you never sold dope, man
why you always rapping ’bout this dope game?
[?] hit my line, want a whole thang
got the fiends dancing like it’s soul train
[verse 3 ?]
i don’t even trust my scale
[?] the poles, man, don’t touch my mail
i done sold everything, i ain’t never did a scam
all i know is extra grams, wrist work with armand hamm
and that top [?] got me [?] extra [?]
i don’t [?] with petty n-ggas, that’s why ain’t no extra cups
n-ggas f-ck over a real friend for an extra buck
should’ve took his life, but [?] stuck
i’m a boss now, getting better at decision making
invested in my b-tch business, [?]
metal on my side, like i had a hip replacement
and i ain’t at the top yet, but sh-t, we started from the bas-m-nt
trust my brothers with my life, double down on them
we take care of them blocks, we don’t just stand around on them
living legends round this b-tch, tryna be the ones that make it out
all i talk is money, sh-t you broke n-ggas can’t pr-nounce

- lando bando

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