letra de dope tan - rockstar marqo
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i got too much paper to count
i think i need another hand
i’m leaning too hard
i think i need a kickstand
real trap n-gg-, never did a scam
cook up the brick and i’m switching my hand
shoot with the chopper, make you do the running man
section 8 trap worth over a hundred bands
got dope tan, made the junkies dance
got dope tan, made a hundred bands
got dope tan, n-gg- cooking in the pan
got dope tan, i’ll sell you a gram
got dope tan, i’ll serve the dope man
i got dope tan, put the c-ke in the can
i got dope tan out the boat when it land
i got dope tan, i’m the dopeman
[verse 1: hoodrich pablo juan]
serving and selling
got a brick in the car, that’s a felon
got a plug with the gauge, he gon’ mail it
smuggle the brick with the watermelon
my friend gon’ k!ll him if he telling
dc sniper, they gon’ come for weapons
cooked a brick up in my margielas
business etiquette, goodfellas
i throw up the rock like i’m roc-a-fella
my trap beat drugs, acapella
i’m drinking that raw, i got salmonella
these junkies, they love me, i cook it up
the dopeman, he love me ’cause i got whatever
that dope tan bought a new rollie belt
i bet you that work had that money you felt
trapaholic, trapping anywhere
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i got too much paper to count
i think i need another hand
i’m leaning too hard
i think i need a kickstand
real trap n-gg-, never did a scam
cook up the brick and i’m switching my hand
shoot with the chopper, make you do the running man
section 8 trap worth over a hundred bands
got dope tan, made the junkies dance
got dope tan, made a hundred bands
got dope tan, n-gg- cooking in the pan
got dope tan, i’ll sell you a gram
got dope tan, i’ll serve the dope man
i got dope tan, put the c-ke in the can
i got dope tan out the boat when it land
i got dope tan, i’m the dopeman
[verse 2: marqo 2 fresh]
ayy look, ayy look, ayy look
you know a n-gg- named marqo
big brother named pablo
n-gg-s selling them tacos
off tan, burrito
in the hood with the j.lo
j’s bringing in the bankrolls
i got k!llers on the payroll
they gon’ shoot when i say so
mony, powr, rspt
a n-gg- going hard about a check
water diamonds, i got them on my neck
came from atlanta, but the drink from texas
mpr, we don’t take no disrespect
got a .223
i’ma aim it at your neck
bet it chops a n-gg-‘s head
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i got too much paper to count
i think i need another hand
i’m leaning too hard
i think i need a kickstand
real trap n-gg-, never did a scam
cook up the brick and i’m switching my hand
shoot with the chopper, make you do the running man
section 8 trap worth over a hundred bands
got dope tan, made the junkies dance
got dope tan, made a hundred bands
got dope tan, n-gg- cooking in the pan
got dope tan, i’ll sell you a gram
got dope tan, i’ll serve the dope man
i got dope tan, put the c-ke in the can
i got dope tan out the boat when it land
i got dope tan, i’m the dopeman
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