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The Lox

Genres: Hip-Hop

Dope Money Lyrics - The Lox

What, what? 

(This goes out to the general public) 

Yo, you over there Styles? Yeah dog 

(Anybody sleepin' on us) 

Second album nigga, two guns up nigga 

Real L.O.X., blaze 

"We Are the Streets" nigga, y'all know who the best 

(C'mon) 

Fuck y'all niggas wanna do, what, what? 

(Let's go) 

 

Couldn't live the life I live 

(Yo why's that) 

I could die any minute, I get high every minute 

Fuckin' with snake niggas, and sleepin' with foul bitches 

Came through in the latest whip with two pounds in it 

 

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Pull over where the hustlers be 

(And why's that) 

'Cause I get chills when you talk of hustlin' ki's 

So I'm always where the powder be at 

(What it mean) 

I can blow five bricks to ten in an hour if that 

 

Stay away from where the cowards be at 

(Why's that) 

Time is money God, and you can't get an hour back 

Or I would do it again to get the power back 

Have Godfather status, make niggas bow to that 

 

You could all shine and glitter and keep the ones 

Fives and tens, for twenties and up, we dummy it up 

Make a lot of money, look bummy and what 

'Cause money ain't shit, respect is everything 

 

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So if I kill niggas dead, don't ask me shit 

I smoke blunts to the head, so don't pass me shit 

I'd rather die from a bullet, than a nasty bitch 

They say the good die young, all that mean to me 

 

Is that the hood die young, we call it the last days 

What you know about coppin' a house to fight pits in 

Or blowin' weed smoke on the cops that write tickets 

Henny iy up, shit we can semi it up 

 

Have a picture of you on the wall, 'In Memory Of' 

Stay in sync with the hood, gray minks with the hood 

We tryin' to get money like chinks in the hood 

They ask me how I'm doing now, I tell 'em better than them 

 

And if your man front, he can get eleven in him 

And if you told them once, then you better tell him again 

Ay yo, now let's see 

Who you know fuckin' with Sheek Luc, Jadakiss, and S.P. 

 

From dope money to rap money, back to dope money 

(C'mon) 

From loaded guns to empty ones, over dope money 

(Let's go) 

We got the car house and the smoke, with the dope money 

(C'mon) 

All my niggas that died, over dope money 

(Let's go) 

 

Bust your nine niggas, side by side niggas 

(C'mon) 

If we get the RICO law, we go run and hide niggas 

(Let's go) 

Death is the only thing that might divide niggas 

(C'mon) 

So don't fuck around with them Ryde or Die niggas 

(Let's go) 

 

Basically speakin', all I know your face will be leakin' 

I rap full time and still pump bass on the weekend 

A nigga hoppin' all over the map, and what you learned 

That niggas with long paper take longer to crack 

 

That's why every chance I buy me a gat 

Why you rather buy you a chain, I aim at your brain 

Nigga, robbery is all we know, so how we gon' go broke 

When we could always take all y'all dough 

 

And then fly out to Cuba and get in the coke fields 

Die off the Buddha, fifty with fifty mill 

Bring drama cause Gianconna got Kennedy killed 

If you come through in a jet, then you frontin' to us 

 

Cause when the coke price was up, it was nuthin' to us 

We got blocks full of heroin, weed and dust 

Seen bullets pop off, 'cause of greed and lust 

And when the big dogs die, who gon' feed the pups 

 

My niggas is here, so you know the circle is tight 

I circle the block, and cut off the lights, pray to Christ 

And when the cops come, we don't care, we got shotguns 

And niggas with the most ice, get the hot ones 

 

Stay on your job, nigga I'ma stay on mine 

And if I lose my voice nigga, I'ma flow online 

And by next year, we should have a thousand guns 

Nigga Ruff Ryde, Ryde or Die Volume One 

 

From dope money to rap money, back to dope money 

(C'mon) 

From loaded guns to empty ones, over dope money 

(Let's go) 

We got the car house and the smoke, with the dope money 

(C'mon) 

All my niggas that died, over dope money 

(Let's go) 

 

Bust your nine niggas, side by side niggas 

(C'mon) 

If we get the RICO law, we go run and hide niggas 

(Let's go) 

Death is the only thing that might divide niggas 

(C'mon) 

So don't fuck around with them Ryde or Die niggas 

(Let's go) 

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