Dope D.O.D. - Cypher 4 lyrics
[Dope D.O.D. - Cypher 4 lyrics]
I get suicidal, nigga might pop my brain
Black four-fifth, nigga, with a cock and aim
I'm a guilty nigga
But I mean I'm not to blame
Black mask, looking like a Doctor Strange
I roam with some of the crazy niggas
Scum of the earth
You can see their ribs touchin'
From the hunger and thirst
Fuck that, we puttin' niggas under the dirt
Got a gangster bitch
She put the Glock under the skirt
Ayo, Jay Reaper, Jay Rebel
Jay take a fucking shovel then let
Me reconstruct your face muscles
Now I'm livin' life insane
It's a game hustle
Cause me and Onyx taking niggas down
Like we the Glitch Goals
Never aggravate a man with a loaded pistol
Cause he might just snap, blow off testicles
And if you hear a gun noise
I'm just testin' toys
Cause the real big boys went nuclear
I see these niggas gettin' goofier
So I've decided to take all
Their lifes like Lucifer
Doctor Supreme of acoustica
If you're undergoing surgery I would
Say we losing ya
Yeah, aight, listen
High like heliums, zim zimma beenie man
Who got a key to a speedy bomb
Twist on chameleon
The way I'm readin' 'em is
Like I was a medium
You ain't familiar, I filter the greedy ones
Cheeky pong trynna tell what the rules are
You in the box and I'll
Show what the tools are
Reconstructed, it's a hammer and a screwjob
I'm cool as fuck
You a faggot with a boob job
I hang rappers from the fence of my fortress
You might be the next if you
Dare to touch my porridge
Fucking groupie bitches in the
Anus with a cordless
They on that shit that makes you
Dance naked in the forest know what I mean
Sippin' lean in my yellow submarine
Cut 'em clean, tight swing
Bloody barber scene anything you need
I got that dope till the sun up
Sticky, where you at, dawg?
Hit 'em with a sum up bragghhh
Raise your hands if you sick
Of this fucking buffoonery
Them niggas pussy, what they gon' do to me?
We at most night
Kill or even robbin' for their jewerly
Actin' like you thrill, get you killed
Don't screw me
Last thing I wanna do is hurt you, fam
But, I ain't crossin' out, you
Still on the list, my man
See, I knock niggas out
Make 'em piss their pants but, I'm humble
I much greater than I admit I am
Light travel faster than sound, you see
That's why people appear bright before
You hear them speak don't go to sleep angry
I stay up and plottin' revenge
Mad of what I'll do to my
Enemies that shot my friends
But, I don't have enemies
My friends just attest me
But, you better respect me or
It's gonna end up messy
Spill blood for this rap shit
I'm deep in the art
Break off your ring finger
That's the vein that lead to your heart
Black four-fifth, nigga, with a cock and aim
I'm a guilty nigga
But I mean I'm not to blame
Black mask, looking like a Doctor Strange
I roam with some of the crazy niggas
Scum of the earth
You can see their ribs touchin'
From the hunger and thirst
Fuck that, we puttin' niggas under the dirt
Got a gangster bitch
She put the Glock under the skirt
Ayo, Jay Reaper, Jay Rebel
Jay take a fucking shovel then let
Me reconstruct your face muscles
Now I'm livin' life insane
It's a game hustle
Cause me and Onyx taking niggas down
Like we the Glitch Goals
Never aggravate a man with a loaded pistol
Cause he might just snap, blow off testicles
And if you hear a gun noise
I'm just testin' toys
Cause the real big boys went nuclear
I see these niggas gettin' goofier
So I've decided to take all
Their lifes like Lucifer
Doctor Supreme of acoustica
If you're undergoing surgery I would
Say we losing ya
Yeah, aight, listen
High like heliums, zim zimma beenie man
Who got a key to a speedy bomb
Twist on chameleon
The way I'm readin' 'em is
Like I was a medium
You ain't familiar, I filter the greedy ones
Cheeky pong trynna tell what the rules are
You in the box and I'll
Show what the tools are
Reconstructed, it's a hammer and a screwjob
I'm cool as fuck
You a faggot with a boob job
I hang rappers from the fence of my fortress
You might be the next if you
Dare to touch my porridge
Fucking groupie bitches in the
Anus with a cordless
They on that shit that makes you
Dance naked in the forest know what I mean
Sippin' lean in my yellow submarine
Cut 'em clean, tight swing
Bloody barber scene anything you need
I got that dope till the sun up
Sticky, where you at, dawg?
Hit 'em with a sum up bragghhh
Raise your hands if you sick
Of this fucking buffoonery
Them niggas pussy, what they gon' do to me?
We at most night
Kill or even robbin' for their jewerly
Actin' like you thrill, get you killed
Don't screw me
Last thing I wanna do is hurt you, fam
But, I ain't crossin' out, you
Still on the list, my man
See, I knock niggas out
Make 'em piss their pants but, I'm humble
I much greater than I admit I am
Light travel faster than sound, you see
That's why people appear bright before
You hear them speak don't go to sleep angry
I stay up and plottin' revenge
Mad of what I'll do to my
Enemies that shot my friends
But, I don't have enemies
My friends just attest me
But, you better respect me or
It's gonna end up messy
Spill blood for this rap shit
I'm deep in the art
Break off your ring finger
That's the vein that lead to your heart