Sellin' D.o.p.e. Lyrics - Dead Prez

Drugs oppress the people every day 

Sellin' dope, servin' weed we had to hustle to hustle just to eat 

Ain't no hope in the streets, you broke you sell dope 

All my young niggaz outside hustlin' coke 

Know the drama, if you ain't sellin' crack then it's ganja 

I been through it dun, hittin' niggaz two for one 

Pullin' guns out and bustin' my shits too 

What? I ain't give a fuck 

I used to get a rush when I bust mine 

Backin' up my nickle and dimes 

Goin' thru difficult time 

Writin' my life story in rhyme 

But when I look at all the niggas 

They hit with mad time 

In proportion' with the big kingpins it don't fit 

You could get caught with barely a half a slab 

And the judge sentence you like you ran the ave 

I ain't plan to get rich fom sellin' that shit 

It was survival my game plan was not to get knocked by 5 0 

But who am I just a young nigga caught in the mix 

And if this weed don't sell I'm'a cop me a brick 

Sellin' dope, servin' weed, we had to hustle to hustle just to eat 

Sellin' dope, servin' weed, we had to hustle to hustle just to eat 

It's been a minute since I been in the game 

Some years back I held crack 

I couldn't say the same thing 

Ask my niggas Bang Double and Rowley 

We was trouble got the fiends spot bubblin' hot 

We wouldn't never make a lot 

I mean not like Scarface or Nino Brown 

Or George Bush no matter what you push 

It was politics and camera tricks 

Very deceptive criminal lies 

Us in fooled with the collective 

For the most part we don't own no boats and planes 

We just cop it from poppi bag it in the cellophane 

It's a family thing you got to hustle all night 

Yo I seen fiends losing they brains for hard white 

Ask my aunt and my brother and my stressed out mother 

How realistic it gets, it's sadistic 

Statistics show it's sick how we livin' 

The one thing bigger than dope games is prisons 

One million niggas inside 

Over three million is tied and plus the president lied 

Because the white house is the rock house 

Uncle Sam the pusha man 

This is for my people on the island 

Sellin' dope, servin' weed we had to hustle to hustle just to eat 

Sellin' dope, servin' weed we had to hustle just to eat 

But what we gon do when we caught up 

And have to face responsibility? 

(This that ghetto shit, this that ghetto shit) 

What we gon do when we caught up 

And have to face responsibility? 

(This that ghetto shit, this that ghetto shit) 

Out on the block, white tee shirt, army fatigues 

Niggas hold crack in they mouth watchin' for D 

Sellin' dope, you know how it beez 

Tryin' to get that government cheese and the D's yell freeze 

Sellin' dope, white tee shirt, army fatigues 

Niggas hold crack in they mouth watchin' for D 

Sellin' dope, you know how it beez 

Tryin' to get that government cheese and the D's yell freeze 

Tallahasee up in this bitch my nigga maintain, nimrod 

My nigga percent Abu my brother Troy locked up 

Hey Newton rest in peace South Rowley, California 

Brooklyn, dean street Dead prez 98 

Get it straight and all my family and my whole army 

Get it straight