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Channel: Music
Uploaded: May 17, 2008 at 6:42 am
Author: bangin2beats
Length: 04:16
Rating: 5.00
Views: 558
Download Rap Beats] http://www.lboogzproductions.c... 6 Mafia Dope boy fresh instrumental lyrics[DJ Paul talking]Yeah, Hypnotize MindsThree 6 Mafia, Academy Award WinnersChamillionaire, we stronger than ever, for realDa last to walkIt's goin' it's goin' down[Hook]I stay dope boy, dope-d-dope boy freshYeah, fresh, fresh, freshNow what I is boyDope boy, dope-d-dope boy freshYeah, fresh, fresh, freshNow what I is boyDope boy, dope-d-dope boy freshYeah, fresh, fresh, freshNow what I is boyDope boy, dope-d-dope boy freshYeah, fresh, fresh, freshNow what I is boy[Verse 1 - DJ Paul]Another day another dollar, another night to make a ho hollaI pop her cherry then I pop my collarI pop brand new tags off of brand new clothesBrush my hair back and kick the ho out the do'Flip a corner see which ride I'm pullin' up out the garageWireless transmitters send the bump from my bardPull a pack out and fill my body up with sinTen o'clock at night but my day has just beginOh-seven Murciélago with the wings outI usually never drive it but I heard the hoes outFresher than a mint leaf, smellin' like a coca leafCenter of attention, hoes smilin' cause they wants to be[Hook][Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]Hey, streets know how I gets my grandsTry to snatch it better switch ya plansPull a stack out my Dickies pantsSlap a hater with my business handKeep a spare for that clip that jamMoney like Mike and pimp like KenPut some chrome under the big sedanAnd I pimp it better than Xzibit canAnd they impressed by how my ear lookin' Aquafina clearIf you don't like it come dispute it do ya best to disappearYeah, you know what it is don't call me ChamillionaireNow the world gotta address me as the hustler of the yearI'm the man to respect, I'm demandin' respectOr I'm commandin' that cannon through that damage to chestAin't a hustler or another on the planet as freshSo when I lift up my royal hand my pinky ring shake in pecks[Hook][Verse 3 - Juicy J]My cars inside peanut butter outside jellyFlickin' twenty-sixes drankin' drankin' on my cellyWe takin' real orders, talkin' codes on that tellyWe choppin' up that dope like a butcher in a deliYou know that purple kush leave yo clothes all smellyBut if you slangin' pound then ya pockets should be swellyI'm ballin' till I'm fallin' just like the movie BellyI'm always stayin' strapped for you niggaz that be pettyTote a nine, nine, nine on the grind, grind, grindI shine, shine, shine jewelry blind, blind, blindThe time, time, time yes it's prime, prime, primeI'm takin' no retracts cause it's mine, mine, mine nigga