YG — Dope Man

[Chorus: YG] Dope man, dope man dope man Tryna keep the rap game out the dope game Na na, I ain't never sold no [?], man Tryna boom off the plug, move the coast, man [Verse 1: YBN Nahmir] Nigga tried me with the scope, so I'm trippin, nigga Brought the strap in the club, now who trippin, nigga? What you on? Bitch, we got hella straps If a nigga say it's problems, we maneuver that Got a 30 in the 40, and a tooly stacked Nigga on my dead homies, knock his head back Niggas talking all that bullshit I pop up at your mama's with a full stick That's that tool kit Don't make me up that Hand the Glock to my bro, I got 2 macks Niggas shot my whip twice, tried to take my life Got my mama on some shit, she feared for her life [Chorus: YG] Dope man, dope man dope man Tryna keep the rap game out the dope game Na na, I ain't never sold no [?], man Tryna boom off the plug, move the coast, man [Verse 2: YG] Big clip on that 40, it don't make no sense In the streets gotta move on some wolf shit Niggas on the Gram talkin big shit What happen? You let Lil Note touch your lip Nigga you ain't touched my lip, you just trip I be wearing all this red and I ain't never slip Probably thought I'd slip, took one to the hip Na, I was in some Call Of Duty shoes and shit Westside Bomptin pyrule shit You a fool thinkin I never slide through I put all the guns in my hood, you fuckin fool So everytime an opp get poppin with that tool I was dead, YG almost had you Backstreet in the black whip, he only let off 2 You hurryed up and left, all we heard was zoom So don't ever tell me about the opps, them niggas fools [Chorus: YG] Dope man, dope man dope man Tryna keep the rap game out the dope game Na na, I ain't never sold no [?], man Tryna boom off the plug, move the coast, man [Verse 3: YBN Almighty J] It's YBN and YG on some gang shit I never show no love to a lame bitch Wreck a nigga shit if you try to lane switch I'm the same nigga survin dick to your main bitch Hundred bands, nigga double that Young wild niggas where the trouble at Got your hoe like savings in a duffle bag Send a hundred shots, you only send a couple back Fuckin forign hoes in LA on some pimpin shit Niggas out here cuffin all these hoes on some simpin shit Yello teath, white fins lookin like Bart Simpson Niggas in they feelings cause we young niggas winnin Price went up, I don't ple bargan Refill blue strips out the green garden Niggas snakes, so I gotta keep them out the way Niggas speakin on my name, I'm convinced they gay [Chorus: YG] Dope man, dope man dope man Tryna keep the rap game out the dope game Na na, I ain't never sold no [?], man Tryna boom off the plug, move the coast, man