Текст песни Dope Fein Friday - Rio Da Yung Og
(Ooh,
shit,
that's
a
Danny
G
beat)
Shit
Ghetto
Boyz
shit,
man,
you
know
what
the
fuck
goin'
on
S560
with
reclining
seats
in
the
back
F-150,
finna
bring
a
hundred
pounds
of
weed
back
Jump
out
on
a
nigga
in
broad
day,
fuck
a
ski
mask
Say
you
finna
do
what?
Where
my
heat
at?
Deuce,
deuce,
deuce,
deuce,
deuce,
we
just
drunk
a
ten
Lil'
bitch
had
a
good
shot,
I
wanna
fuck
again
Rap
got
me
out
the
dope
game,
but
I'm
stuck
again
Got
caught
in
Walmart,
I
will
never
use
a
punch
again
Have
you
ever
seen
me
out
in
public
with
less
than
ten
on
me?
Have
you
ever
seen
me
out
in
public
without
FN
on
me?
You
ever
seen
a
nigga
get
his
head
blew
off?
Shit
get
real,
don't
it?
Okay,
I
understand
he
want
four
thousand
for
a
pint,
but
I
still
want
it
I
can't
wait
until
we
get
the
drop
I
can't
wait
until
we
find
them
niggas
block,
I'm
buyin'
a
crib
on
it
Thirty
shot
Glock
with
a
switch,
I
wanna
kill
somethin'
Before
that
EDD
shit
came
around,
I
had
a
real
hundred
Thirty-five
hundred
for
a
pint
without
the
seal
on
it
I
act
mean
to
my
dope
fiends,
I'm
a
drill
sergeant
I'm
feeling
kind
of
sick,
I
need
a
head
doctor
If
I
paid
five
hundred
for
a
line,
then
it
was
red
probably
Yeah,
that
nigga
took
a
shot
at
me,
but
he
dead
probably
I
was
buyin'
Act'
two
for
twenty-five
wearing
Ed
Hardy
Four-five
make
you
move
around—
alright
Four-five
make
the
crowd
move
around
like
I
just
farted
Picked
up
the
mic
last
year
and
made
a
million
and
I
just
started
Jump
out
on
'em
with
an
old
K,
damn,
he
just
sharted
I
don't
think
his
car
gon'
go
in
drive
no
more
'cause
I
just
parked
it
Cougar
bitch
across
the
street
was
tryna
fuck,
she
look
like
Miss
Parker
Jogging
pants
full,
fifty
racks
in
'em
Moncler
bubble
on
with
a
strap
in
it
Wild
as
hell,
will
knock
a
nigga
out
and
I
scrap
with
bitches
Hit
him
in
the
chest
with
the
K,
he
just
backflipped
it
You
can't
rap
about
the
drank,
you
ain't
an
Act'
sipper
Fuck
the
NBA,
my
motivation
was
a
crack
dealer
We
can't
be
fuckin'
for
that
long,
I'm
a
fat
nigga
You
would
never
see
me
with
a
fitted
on
'cause
I
don't
cap,
nigga
We
all
talking
'bout
the
same
shit,
but
I
rap
different
Last
time
I
seen
a
Pyrex
jar,
it
was
crack
in
it
I
been
at
your
bitch
crib
if
the
ashtray
got
Blacks
in
it
I
hope
this
bitch
getting
set
to
play
'cause
I
only
brought
a
stack
wit'
me
The
nigga
that
I'm
with
throw
bricks,
I
got
Shaq
with
me
Real
plug,
you
can
get
a
zip
for
a
stack
fifty
(Ten-five)
I
be
at
the
liquor
store,
in
the
back
chillin'
My
nigga
got
shot
six
times,
he
say
his
back
healing
Lil'
bitch
wouldn't
shut
the
fuck
up,
gave
her
ass
Ritalin
Trendsetter,
think
I'm
finna
put
forty
pointers
in
a
President
And
I
got
a
real
plug
on
Actavis,
but
they
in
Britain
Baby,
I
ain't
pop
no
Percs
before
we
fuck,
give
me
six
minutes
(Ooh,
shit,
that's
a
Danny
G
beat)
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