Текст песни Rap Shit - Dopamine81

Dopamine81 nigga
Don't worry 'bout it I'm already in you
730-64 to the door nigga
South shit shut your mouth shit
It's this rap shit bitch or true tv
Cause somebody gone get hurt
And it ain't gone be me
It's this rap shit bitch or true tv
Cause somebody gone get hurt
And it ain't gone be me

You can look at the ground and you know I been round
I burn rubber yall niggas stand round
Keep dem clips I got more rounds
L.O.L yall niggas clowns
I'll make it appear they'll bring it right here
We switch gears can't shed no tears
Even if I wanna couldn't make my self cry
Drum up the worst shit then ask why
Should I give a fuck mean nothing in my life
Always first we don't think twice
Hum dem chants and dance all night
I'm a G it beez on sight
You wit us or wit dem it ain't no middle
Put the shit together it ain't no riddle
I'll be right there to play the fiddle
At your death nigga bring a pillow
Cut and dry it has no catch
face be clean I have no debts
Only thing I sign checks
My nigga I'm next
Creating these words gotta have a sharpie
Smell dem fumes so I stay on topic
Str8 off the key that's why I straight drop it
The only thing I want is cash in the pocket
Take all kinds even the shit that jingles
Get the penny off the ground and stack dem singles
Take all kinds even the shit that jingles
Get the penny off the ground and stack dem singles

It's this rap shit bitch or true tv
Cause somebody gone get hurt
And it ain't gone be me
It's this rap shit bitch or true tv
Cause somebody gone get hurt
And it ain't gone be me

581&85 when u turn up dead don't be surprised
All my heat legal I ain't gotta hide
Keep one inside nigga let's go ride
2A gang nigga I'ma reign wit an iron fist
No big brother I don't miss shit I say
No big brother I don't miss shit
Empty clips go in pockets you drop yours on the floor
Nigga we stock pile it always got some more
Shit come to pass when u speak it
Watch what you say cause sow and reap it
One of a kind dog ain't no secret
And I can't be learned nigga and u can't teach it
Just peep it and try to keep up
Got everything else but I don't have no fuck's
To give just chewed another pill
Thinking shit sweet till a nigga get killed
I'ma play the field and weight out my options
know I'm lying if I ever make a promise
I'm just being honest