Dope Lyrics - J Lethal

I'm killing these hoes like Jason Voorhees 

I hit from the back until she get sore knees 

Every time she give me head I be like, more please 

Then I'm gone by the morning, trying to see more G's 

Yeah I'm dope, I'm dope, all my shit is dope 

Every line so dope you can snort it like it's coke 

I'm a beast, I'm an ass, I'm ahead of my class 

You some garbage ass rappers so I throw you in the trash 

And no, that's not a diss, we don't play that over here 

Chopper hit ya neck, leave ya head hanging like a chandelier 

Still flexing on these niggas like I'm Hulk Hogan 

Money over bitches is a lifestyle, not a slogan 

Yes, I'm trying to see mo' dough 

Pockets stay green, looking like them bitches Frodo 

I am a dragon, yes I'm talking Komodo 

I strong arm rap, I got this game up in a choke-hold 

Put that dick up in her windpipe, just right 

That's right, I'm fresh, I'm ill, I'm ripe 

Pull a 1-8-7 on a undercover cop 

Or a pussy nigga snitching, got my trigger finger itching 

I'm a beast, you a pet, we can put it up and bet 

My chopper is a dog and you gon' make it have to fetch 

Ask anybody bitch, I'm the MVP 

On my Casper shit, baby boy you can't see me 

I'm in this game, for the motherfucking long haul 

I take yo chick and make that bitch feel both balls 

What's popping kemosabe, you can catch me in the lobby 

And I keep an extra clip, yeah that Mac is right beside me 

Bitch, my flow is like lighting up gas 

I'm a monster everyday and I don't even need a mask 

Fuck with me wrong, get a foot up in yo ass 

Throw a stack at ya face, do my dance, then laugh 

I'm adept at these waters, just like a fucking shark 

I get that pussy wet, just like a water park 

You can't tell me what I know, 'cause I know I be the illest 

Bred true from day one, recognize me as the realist 

Bitch I'm the shit, you are just a turd 

Throw some bread out, that bullshit is for the birds 

Still killing these pussies, like I'm Michael Myers 

Human Torch here responsible for all fires 

You can hear it in my voice, I'm really really ready, man 

Chopping niggas down like I got the Freddy Krueger hand 

I'm kind of fucking psycho, don't make me have to do it, man 

Heat on my hip, make yo ass have to get a tan 

Click, clack, blam, then ya brains go splat 

All my 3-1-3 niggas stand up, where you at 

I beat the beat up like Muhammad Ali 

No need to look further, I'm the best I see