Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs - Sellin' Dope lyrics

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Raping up the pocket drug cuffin

Raping up the pocket drug cuffin

Raping up the pocket drug cuffin

Raping up the pocket drug cuffin

She said she need that Louis so I told that bitch to have it

Dafting up the pocket drug traffic

She say she need that hubby so I told that bitch to got it

Nigga sell dope, I smoke dope

I sell dope, I smoke dope

I sell dope, I smoke dope

I sell dope, I smoke dope

I’m on the coma, my mama know I’m selling dope

I say to my neighbor, mamma know I’m selling dope

I get this paper, my mamma know I’m selling dope

Just get this paper, my mamma know I’m selling dope

I’m on the coma, my mama know I’m selling dope

I say to my neighbor, mamma know I’m selling dope

I get this paper, my mamma know I’m selling dope

Just get this paper , my mamma know I’m selling dope

Wrapping up the package drug traffic

She said she need that Louis so I told that bitch to got it

Yeah my first sack up the hoodie when search it more yeah that’s a (?)

And I smile, they count necklace

Wanna know just how I ball cuz I

I sell dope, I smoke dope

Just my caddy must do the maniest, won’t go smoke

Past that traps to the back and in the left as I watch these hoers dope

Won’t let her get (?) but she like to play with a (?) dope

M thirties, same balls in my white cuff

Shit pounds, supper loud

Do sex, they might get a bitch

I’m getting this paper, I’m on the corner

I call my neighbor, he smoke on boats

I’m on the coma, my mama know I’m selling dope

I say to my neighbor, mamma know I’m selling dope

I get this paper, my mamma know I’m selling dope

Just get this paper , my mamma know I’m selling dope

I’m on the coma, my mama know I’m selling dope

I say to my neighbor, mamma know I’m selling dope

I get this paper, my mamma know I’m selling dope

Just get this paper , my mamma know I’m selling dope

Wrapping up the package do for all them retches

Hit me on my back don’t think I heard some stack

Kin Burge and McDollands I’m bout dirty cabbage

Not a burning serving, bitch I serve and manage

This burnings go for thirty three, I’m gonna move accordaly

Y’all niggas better need some repax nigga see the sky mask

And nigga you’ll know is me

Just pick up a corner key

Cuts and dope ignore the feet

And I cot you, ignore the only (?)

You better show and stay 33

Take down, shake down

Forty K on my brake down

And I ball in my good with my 8 pound

And get a brick, water and shake down bitch

Cuz I stack it models, I’m on the comma

Just want some more,

We wanna smoke the bothers

Popping all this pocket drug traffic

Popping all this pocket drug traffic

Popping all this pocket drug traffic

I’m on the coma, my mama know I’m selling dope

I say to my neighbor, mamma know I’m selling dope

I get this paper, my mamma know I’m selling dope

Just get this paper , my mamma know I’m selling dope

I’m on the coma, my mama know I’m selling dope

I say to my neighbor, mamma know I’m selling dope

I get this paper, my mamma know I’m selling dope

Just get this paper , my mamma know I’m selling dope

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