| Lyrics: | the dope house, the coke house, the dope, thats what im talkin bout
the feinds out, hustlas on
the block livin they dreams out
with glocks out, every now and then they bust they shots
out
with they rocks out, hustlas hustle daily boomin they spot out
they schemin layin
feindin on your drive way
so tell them feindin ass niggas to hit the highway
they nervous,
quick to post at your window for some service
like purvis, throwin away thier life now they
worthless, |
