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letra de dopeboys - young dolph

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[chorus: muney makkin murda]
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers

[verse 1: muney makkin murda]
muney makkin murda, i’m that [?] squad n-gga
[?] with two dollars, side b-tch, you need to remember
i left [?] but her name, i can’t remember
i went to bed with her, n-gga, woke up on her sister
she handed me my pistol, while i’m slipping on my trues
p-rnstar hеad, i’m just laughing on that booty
flavor having ass n-gga, never paid for the coochiе
diamonds on my wrist, the motherf-cker looking fruity
you snitched on your plug, n-gga, now you looking stupid
732 doors slam [?]
[?] like this b-tch sound ruthlous
they ran in my spot, i left them pigs looking clueless

[chorus: muney makkin murda]
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers
[verse 2: muney makkin murda]
tryna take my spending n-gga, i got some [?]
i’ll pop you with the 449, your brain somewhere on pluto
i got them bails [?] just like home alone
[?] my zone
the b-tch all in my ear, talking ’bout man, you did me wrong
i gave you all my [?] phone
b-tch, quit that lil money, i bought you gucci sh-t with two tone
that n-gga heard of me, [?] stay home
i got [?] homies dead, sh-t, i hate my n-ggas gone
they watching me from heaven, that’s why i put on
i had to get my number changed, [?] playing on my phone
n-gga [?] calone

[chorus: muney makkin murda]
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers

[verse 3: muney makkin murda]
i put my louis on, [?] reason
probably why your b-tch wanna eat the d-ck to pieces
you better watch your girl, homie, you know these hoes sneaky
i’m going back to cali, n-gga, i’m tryna f-ck with pinky
[?]
i don’t f-ck with your kind, n-gga, that’s why i’m not speaking
real n-ggas f-ck with me, they salute me when they see me
different bad b-tch, everytime flex see me
[?] black diamonds, b-tch, lips stay shining
money on my mind, murda can’t stop grinding
at the hideout trapping, [?] rappers can’t f-ck with me
we got our own money, and we ain’t finna sign sh-t
[chorus: muney makkin murda]
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers
dope boys, doing what the f-ck we wanna
street money, [?] blowing marajuana
and when i get hungry, have lunch at benihana
the trap stay jumping, n-gga doing [?] numbers

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