- Young Dolph Death Row 歌詞
- Young Dolph
- Let the BandPlay (Let the BandPlay, Let the BandPlay)
Six trucks, two drop tops, three coupes
Two four doors, three old schools
Hmm, and a whole lotta other shit I cant think of right now
Cause Im high as ****, PaperRoute Frank
Big boss, CEO, on that Suge shit (Its Dolph)
I smoked a kilo, back to back, on that Snoop shit (Strong)
On that Dr. Dre shit, Im still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out lone, on that Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing,
Im on that clock shit (For real though)
Im aimin for your top, bitch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, bitch
She ask how much cost syrup in my cup, thats a lot bitch (Uh)
Aint no more purple so Im drinkin yellow snot bitch (Tussle)
Got some choppers, got a plug, then I got rich (For real though)
Cashed out on three Lamborghinis, just to pop shit (For real though)
I brought the millions to the circle, nigga mob shit (Ayy, ayy)
I pray to God my son dont get cursed for some shit I did (Please)
I hit em in the chest and tell em that the world his
I put it all on the line, cause Im a gambler nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Just bought my brother a mother****in phantom lil nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I kidnapped this bitch,
She let her phone stay dead for three days (Damn)
I just poured a eight of wock wock, the pitcher of kool aid (Woo)
My barber get a hundo, everytime I get a new fade
Blue Aventador, blue diamonds hitthe blue fling
Big boss, CEO, on that Suge shit (Its Dolph)
I smoked a kilo back to back, on that Snoop shit (Strong)
On that Dr. Dre shit, Im still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out lone, on that Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing,
Im on that clock shit (For real though)
Im aimin for your top, bitch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, bitch
She ask how much cost syrup in my cup, thats a lot bitch (Uh)
Pour it til its dirty ( Dirty)
My Glock got a thirty (Extendo)
Family know Ima get this money, they aint gotta worry (Uh-uh)
Forgis when Im swervin (Woah)
Wock, wock when Im thirsty (Wock, wock)
Ima count paper when the birds start chirpin (Trap)
Ten karats solitaires, got my ears hurtin (Rocks)
I could never ever chase a bitch, its not worth it
The realest mother****a I know is me but I aint perfect
Roll past my ex bitch house flexin on purpose (Haha)
You look good but your baby daddy broke bitch (Yeah, yeah)
In the trap they love me like the pope bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Might as well go hang yourself with a rope bitch (Yeah)
They call me Dr. G.O.A.T., bitch
Big boss , CEO, on that Suge shit (Its Dolph)
I smoked a kilo back to back, on that Snoop shit (Strong)
On that Dr. Dre shit, Im still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life , out lone, on that Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing,
Im on that clock shit (For real though)
Im aimin for your top, bitch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, bitch
She ask how much cost syrup in my cup,
Thats a lot bitch (Thats a lot bitch)
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