| Lyrics: | f/ Courtney Jones
Dope House Records....
Dope sells itself, BIATCH!!!!
The real
always gonna recognize the real...
If y'all muthafuckas want some
Then come get you some
potna
First (and only) verse [SPM]:
For every city that I come
to
This for every bitch that I run through
This for every hater in the
Universe
Stayin' one step ahead, I'm shootin' first
For every killa lookin' for some
employment
I'm a nigga that you don't fuckin' toy with
This is for my enemies and
homies
If you got a strong family then join me
Everything I say, be safely said
While
me and my niggas keep breakin' bread
Don't hate the Mex, it's obvious
That you don't wanna
see my people prosperous
In God We Trust, put down your guns
For my niggas locked down for
a thousand months
I'ma bounce and bust, sell an ounce of dust
The wetback, I suggest you
get down with us
Chorus (Courtney Jones):
Welcome to the Dope
House
Welcome to the Dope House
This is for my killas, killas, killas
This is for my
killas
(SPM)
Peace to my home boy Mansa |
