Key: F minor•
Verse 1
Doha's still running this hoe,
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Fm
It's lucky though, Baby bass,
wine got it, Karen and I see you,
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Fm
A free SP M,
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Fm
Hold up Dope house, family,
can't be touched
Sheels, living, game, rump,
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Eb
Fm
you're a cut throat
You don't really wanna fuck with us
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Eb
You already know and God, we trust
Sheels, living, game, rump,
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Fm
you're a cut throat
You don't really wanna fuck with us
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You already know and God, we trust
run you boys up a tree
Tell a friend,
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With a flow so unusual,
words dark and beautiful
Db
Feelin' this mutual, undercover sumo rule
Plus a cup of doomy truck
still makin' boys sick
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Fm
Look, he had stufa lunch
Best of the pick and low stress like a pimp
In the Benz with a super fine neck,
Fm
Even black or white, ain't choosy on race
Db
I need a beautiful face, and a booty for days
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Fm
She can be Australian or an illegal alien
As long as she don't bite
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when she give me the cranium
I got love for the capital
Other rappers full of bull,
whether real or mechanical
Don't pass Emily, can't be touched
She'll sit and game drop you,
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Fm
a cut throat
You don't really wanna fuck with us
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Fm
So fast family can't be touched
Shields, heaven, game, drop,
wanna fuck with us
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Fm
Southeast Houston, west side San Anto
Odessa and Midland
Smashin' on viejas like
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crackheads on Ritalin
I'm reppin' for Texas
Paletas de hierbas and
big house with alberca
I flow for the mezquites and
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Eb
that's pura neta
homie, throw about it
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Eb
Free Carlos Corto, just whisper and shout it
Shields, Heaven, Game, Romp,
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Eb
you're a cut throat
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Fm
Don't pass,
family can't be touched
Shields, Heaven, Game, Romp,
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Fm
you're a cut throat
You don't really wanna fuck with us
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You already know we're God, we trust
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At the dope house,
we don't call police -a
Smashing on these fools
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Mama mia, yeah,
and we out for sangria
Cuz man, my tortilla needs
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Eb
extra mantequilla
all the way to the Alamo
On 6th Street,
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Fm
on the state fuckin' capitol
Baby Bash, Baby Bishy,
love my chicken greasy
With the son of Norma, SPM,
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and we move discreetly
Power moves never change
in the third wish
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Hustle town, time is money and the purest
in the third wish
Hustle town,
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time is money and the purest
Shields, heaven, game, drop,
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You already know when God will judge
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Fm
So fast, Emily can't be touched
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You already know we're good, we just
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Ay, remember me from Purity,
full of O .E. and killer weed
I was 18 with O .G.'s like
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S .P. and Baby Beast
and one day I was gon' blow up
Think I'm havin' deja vu,
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play a main man skillz, done sold it up
Dope House got this once again,
keep our game above the rim
Can't take a loss, we came to win,
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finna bust the Don up out the pen
Heard a hater on the internet
talkin' bout we livin' in the past
We the past, present,
ain't lettin' up, this uncut
In the streets, they love us,
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been doin' this since a youngster
Shot out here with hustlers,
H -Town, we got y 'all
No way in hell we fallin' off,
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every day, all day, I fall out
tracks makin' them trunks stutter
84's and peanut butter, boy,
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bubbled up just like some scutter
ridin' the globe,
gettin' they hustle on
Dope House got they money long,
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and love done wrecked another slum
She'll slip and game drop,
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Eb
you're a cut throat
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You already know and God we trust
She'll slip and game drop,
You already know and God we trust you
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ChordsFm Eb Db C Cm
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