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T Pain Dope

Nappy boy nigga, Dope... ayyyy Dope I'm a let you remember this time shorty, Dope just cause I luv ya... Dope... now let the horse play... Dope ayyy Dope ya dope

waited, til' I can't wait no mo' Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope See money thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold Lower

home now But the curtain just don't close for me, this ain't how fame is supposed to be Where's the switch I could just turn off and on, this ain't what

for dope (buckshot) Yeah, you know we got cha opin!!! Hook: Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid Don’t

want this game over It's a fight to stay sober Chorus: And I got the pills for the pain the pain (pills for the pain) Deep down inside I've got to chill

't fuckin wit Joe Now Mamma love me Her friend hates me Jealous cause they boyfriends ain't me We getting at baby love Yeah we pain free Ain't nobody

luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! [ Mike Shinoda ] Mike! - He doesn't

I thought it might be ok To use for service to take some pain away All them guys that talk around town Girls like me wanna keep it down Don't be

first mill off the deal But I'm still gon be labeled A cuban dope dealer I'm just statin the facts Motherfucker [Chorus] I hang with Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers and Cuban dope