2 Chainz - More Dope, More Cash lyrics
Tauheed Epps
[2 Chainz - More Dope, More Cash lyrics]
The Legion of Doom is now in session
Tit! You know who it is nigga
(Black Bill Gates)
I'm more focused than my last take
More roaches in my ash tray
More dope more cash take ya man's bitch away
I off blast like a fast break (skatin)
And all you see'n is the gas tank
That mean I'm out nigga, fuck you
(Ion' have to duck you)
You won't see me comin' when you
See me dunk on you
Ridin' in the Donk 26's on it
Yo' bitchin' i'm the Lieutenant
This for real niggas only
We real over here, them other niggas phony
Fuck my opponent it's me against the world
Keep a toolie by my stomach
Fruity ones on, blunt in my hand
And if I front you work
You gotta pay Uncle Sam, you understand?
(King Shit) man, text me
Ray, what's up? Weezy, what's happnin'?
62 Hard, from the rags to the riches
Wen't in on the nine
And started fuckin' battle bitches
South side, FYI
Till I D - I - E, nigga I'm so high
Nigga I'm so fly
I might be, somewhere in the sky
I just need the wings look at my jeans!
Damn! They ripped!
See I'm a General, salute me
Bossy, lousy, socks Coogi
Opportunity knockin, I'd rather kick the door
Down and wave around a choppa
And lick off a couple of shots
Shots to us going down
Don't make me cause a drought
On yo' side of town
And yeah it's a war if you can't sleep
And they ain't servin' niggas
So you can't eat nigga you ain't me!
I'm in the belly of the beast for weeks!
Niggas got rich now they barely speak
I hope you feel it in your heart
It's comin' from my heart
I've been hard from the start
In the slums of College Park
It was hurled at your heart
Shots, new recordings
Remember, we used to think going
To sleep was boring (King Shit)
Tit! You know who it is nigga
(Black Bill Gates)
I'm more focused than my last take
More roaches in my ash tray
More dope more cash take ya man's bitch away
I off blast like a fast break (skatin)
And all you see'n is the gas tank
That mean I'm out nigga, fuck you
(Ion' have to duck you)
You won't see me comin' when you
See me dunk on you
Ridin' in the Donk 26's on it
Yo' bitchin' i'm the Lieutenant
This for real niggas only
We real over here, them other niggas phony
Fuck my opponent it's me against the world
Keep a toolie by my stomach
Fruity ones on, blunt in my hand
And if I front you work
You gotta pay Uncle Sam, you understand?
(King Shit) man, text me
Ray, what's up? Weezy, what's happnin'?
62 Hard, from the rags to the riches
Wen't in on the nine
And started fuckin' battle bitches
South side, FYI
Till I D - I - E, nigga I'm so high
Nigga I'm so fly
I might be, somewhere in the sky
I just need the wings look at my jeans!
Damn! They ripped!
See I'm a General, salute me
Bossy, lousy, socks Coogi
Opportunity knockin, I'd rather kick the door
Down and wave around a choppa
And lick off a couple of shots
Shots to us going down
Don't make me cause a drought
On yo' side of town
And yeah it's a war if you can't sleep
And they ain't servin' niggas
So you can't eat nigga you ain't me!
I'm in the belly of the beast for weeks!
Niggas got rich now they barely speak
I hope you feel it in your heart
It's comin' from my heart
I've been hard from the start
In the slums of College Park
It was hurled at your heart
Shots, new recordings
Remember, we used to think going
To sleep was boring (King Shit)