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Big Pokey Dope Game 2000 Here are the song lyrics for Dope Game 2000 by Big Pokey. For more excellent Big Pokey lyrics, run a search! Typed by: LilHustle187@cs.com [Big Pokey] My whole crew's just like dope, I stay with it Let the Blaze split it, hit the block and get paid with it We ship and distribute it, from state to state Light Peruvian weight, compressed in the tailgate Soon as I touch the track, the track get raped Cause fire bitch, everybody's got the same tapes As I escalate, to the top of the ladder Hit the sweet it's been heat, that'll shine on your bladder It's the dope game, verbal cocaine Making mics rain, like a bucket of propane Rap game John Wayne, I said it befo' Mouth piece ice cold, bout a twenty below For niggaz that don't know, I'm on top of my shit Plots and road blocks, ain't stopping the pit Dope Game two thee, got me living legit Taking haters off of the mix, uh uh [Hook - 4x] Dope Game two thee [Godfather] Here it go with Big Po-Yo, losing game that's a no-no FED's got raw footage, watching us in slow-mo Jealous be the logo, for all the streets wit promos Posters and snippets, like bricks we flip it Car from Yellowstone, on a cellular telephone A politician, bout life decisions Go hard like hammers, vision wearing baggies Playing the game down in Texas, like the Aggies Intent to deliver, like a snake when I slither Put a broad taking my shit, and then give her Shader your liver, counting bricks throw you in the river Basement Hardest Pit, or spin a verse with Tigger So how you figga, Chevis ain't on the rise More got enterprise, with more than a thousand pies Dope Game two G, we at the Source Awards Platinum placks on the walls, making the billboard [Hook - 4x] [Mike D] Watch out cause niggaz fold, when I bleed the mic Drag your ass out your shoes, if you ain't laced your Nike's You niggaz is boochie types, may-hap's and flip-flops My team rock ice, and roll Bentley hard tops Mo' cream than thirty one flavas, Calione the mayor With Godfather and Po-Yo, original Southside playas Respect the stamp, cause we mob like steam rollers Laf. Tex hit your cut, with henchmens and flash rollers We beam holders, playing this 2000 dope game Malicious and vicious, ejecting CC's to your fame We switching lanes, with spiders on the flo' Bitch this Mike D, signing off on you hoes [Hook - 6x]
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