Текст (слова) песни: Too Short - City of Dope

City of dope, I call it oak

Cant be broke, selling coke

Fat ropes, shattered hopes

Fresh cars and all that dope

Baseheads keep the trade alive

Nobody know about a 9 to 5

Everybodys just trying to survive

You need a gun, cant use those knives

You got a bullet? well just pull it

And if you trip, get pistol-whipped

By a psychomaniac sick in his head

Wanna be a gangster, now hes dead

His brother took over, aint no sweat

Bought a new drop-top white corvette

Now hes buying keys, making gs

And all the girls say "wont you please

Take me" in the city of dope

See Im hard as hell, no ghetto tale

You play a gun, but the game is real

You want to stop my money, how?

You keep smoking, Im selling out

Its called the city of dope, might be your town

Get a piece of the rock, turn your life around

So cool, dont even trip

You got the sack, get on the tip

A resident in the city of dope

And every day Im selling coke

Im never broke, I dont smoke

I sold a rock and made you have a stroke

Pay cold cash you know, I wont need bruno

Ill hit you with my gat and then I wont come back

Like ym peanut butter top with the candy paint

All the high school tenders drop down and faint

In the city of dope

Life in a coke town, heard it before

Think its all been said, but its so much more

Its like midnight, slanging rock

Task force just hit the block

Time to make a move, the spot got hot

You chase a cop, homeboy why not?

She lit the match and light the crack

Aint giving no bitches no kind of slack

Or if youre playing the game, youre thinking the same

Goddamn that rock cocaine

Ive seen a lot of my friends go off that pipe

And every night smoke coke thats white

So when you get up, man, there you go

You and that pipe just dogging the hoes

In the city of dope, and the story goes

Want to be like free, breaking millions of loaves

In the city of dope, where the color is gold

On your neck, and your fingers, and your brand new rolls

Enough said, but my rap wont end

Its on a one way trip to san quinten

Like you my friend, aint nothing new

You want to grind that boat til its way past two

You say its not easy, that youre so hard

Sporting gold tone zs, not credit cards

Got clout turn em out, you got bitches

You say youre not fake, but Im telling you this is

The city of dope, might be your world

Get a beeper homeboy and just sell that girl

Im from the town called "the city of dope"

It couldnt be saved by john the pope

So go on, live your life of crime

The beatll keep beating while I say my rhyme

In the city of dope

Smoking weed, rolling em fat

You wonder where the boy learned to act like that

Hey was raised in the ghetto and felt the need

To roll a fat joint and smoke that weed

But the tale goes on and years went by

Another drug came and the boy got high

Ever since that day, he just wasnt the same

Where I come from, we call it "rock cocaine"

Where you come from, you might call it "crack"

But wherever he went, you see he never came back

I tried to tell the motherfucker, but he dont know

I say to coke, "pimp that ho"

I dont live in a mansion but I drive a benz

Cut to the turf and collect my ends

Say "look here freak, kick me down

I dont have time to talk right now"

Got to go to, my next hoe

And get kicked down, a little more

Left right left, down the street

Getting paid freak by freak

There you see me, there you dont

You wonder will i, or wont

Is it yes, is it no?

But does it really matter you freaky hoe?

In the city of dope

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You keep smoking, Im selling out Its called the city of dope, might be your town Get a piece of the rock, turn your life around So cool, dont even trip You got the sack, get on the tip A resident in the city of dope And every day Im selling coke Im never broke, I dont smoke I sold a rock and made you have a stroke Pay cold cash you know, I wont need bruno Ill hit you with my gat and then I wont come back Like ym peanut butter top with the candy paint All the high school tenders drop down and faint In the city of dope Life in a coke town, heard it before Think its all been said, but its so much more Its like midnight, slanging rock Task force just hit the block Time to make a move, the spot got hot You chase a cop, homeboy why not? She lit the match and light the crack Aint giving no bitches no kind of slack Or if youre playing the game, youre thinking the same Goddamn that rock cocaine Ive seen a lot of my friends go off that pipe And every night smoke coke thats white So when you get up, man, there you go You and that pipe just dogging the hoes In the city of dope, and the story goes Want to be like free, breaking millions of loaves In the city of dope, where the color is gold On your neck, and your fingers, and your brand new rolls Enough said, but my rap wont end Its on a one way trip to san quinten Like you my friend, aint nothing new You want to grind that boat til its way past two You say its not easy, that youre so hard Sporting gold tone zs, not credit cards Got clout turn em out, you got bitches You say youre not fake, but Im telling you this is The city of dope, might be your world Get a beeper homeboy and just sell that girl Im from the town called "the city of dope" It couldnt be saved by john the pope So go on, live your life of crime The beatll keep beating while I say my rhyme In the city of dope Smoking weed, rolling em fat You wonder where the boy learned to act like that Hey was raised in the ghetto and felt the need To roll a fat joint and smoke that weed But the tale goes on and years went by Another drug came and the boy got high Ever since that day, he just wasnt the same Where I come from, we call it "rock cocaine" Where you come from, you might call it "crack" But wherever he went, you see he never came back I tried to tell the motherfucker, but he dont know I say to coke, "pimp that ho" I dont live in a mansion but I drive a benz Cut to the turf and collect my ends Say "look here freak, kick me down I dont have time to talk right now" Got to go to, my next hoe And get kicked down, a little more Left right left, down the street Getting paid freak by freak There you see me, there you dont You wonder will i, or wont Is it yes, is it no? 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