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• Artiste: Louie V Mob
• Titre: Dope Case
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(Intro) Al Capone in this bitch Louie V Mob This the return of the real, nigga Real niggas, real music No limit foreva Nigga been tryna give me a case for 15 years nigga I don’t touch no dope I just make a lot of money (Hook) I almost caught a dope case Fuck the laws, nigga got away 30 G’s in the doorway I almost caught a dope case Fuck the judge and the V8 nigga, Don’t touch nothing, know how we play nigga I almost caught a dope case Fuck the judge and the V8 nigga, Don’t touch nothing, know how we play nigga (Verse) Motherfuckers tryna check my stash 30 G’s in my pocket but it’s all cash And a nigga lookin for them big ol packs Now hold and cut my fuckin seat but don’t touch my dash Cuz it’s wood grade and all Louie Bitch hatin on me cuz she a nigga jury And now a nigga back, I know them hoes watchin Bitch get ready cuz you know I’m not stopping On my way to Mexico to see my seniorita Keep my eyes open cuz I’m wanted by them people But that’s alright cuz that holdin on regga And I don’t sell dope but I make a lot of paper Fuck nigga! (Hook) I almost caught a dope case Fuck the laws, nigga got away 30 G’s in the doorway I almost caught a dope case Fuck the judge and the V8 nigga, Don’t touch nothing, know how we play nigga I almost caught a dope case Fuck the judge and the V8 nigga, Don’t touch nothing, know how we play nigga (Verse) Well I say polices is watchin me My rearview see lights Got a clear view of my dyke bitch Make one trip and she white And I almost caught that fed case Homicide, head case 30 G’s and a throw away Graduated from an ordain Long clip, big brick Hollywood with a bad bitch No limit, my ho with it Drop it off, my bro get it Know this business like blow business Duck low and that fool spit Set back and I watch P And I turn the key in the show business Ridin round in my style, Ciroc my law Police can’t catch up, my tech shut shit down Louisiana ball, my round that’s my dog Want a pound make a call, mix the wardrobe with the raw (Hook) I almost caught a dope case Fuck the laws, nigga got away 30 G’s in the doorway I almost caught a dope case Fuck the judge and the V8 nigga, Don’t touch nothing, know how we play nigga I almost caught a dope case Fuck the judge and the V8 nigga, Don’t touch nothing, know how we play nigga (Verse) Line clickin, my phone tapped Waistline, I got 2 straps Louie life, fuck a red light 2-85, I’m doing law Sick, standing on a dope case Just entered, thrown the key away 30 G’s and a half a brick I told P I ain’t goin to jail in may Duffle bag, 40 K 2 trap for the weed is yay Burglary ball, sound bad Like Al Capone I still got away Twist up to my new shit It’s a 5-50 MG key There watching us fading My pepper spray so they don’t do shit Lawyers paid up, fuck it them gunners K’d up So you better not touch man, don’t say man Just keep them hands off inter man Don’t turn a dope case to a murder case 3 shooters, DT phase Spins calling them filled lines Pray a young nigga get away Chyeah! (Hook) I almost caught a dope case Fuck the laws, nigga got away 30 G’s in the doorway I almost caught a dope case Fuck the judge and the V8 nigga, Don’t touch nothing, know how we play nigga Dope case, dope case…