Freddie Gibbs My Dope House Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
My dope house, my dope house, yeah, trappin' out my dope house
Eat, sleep in the dope house, quarter key worth of dope now
Chillin' in my dope house, my dope house
N*ggas stickin' up the dope house
None this sh*t in my dope house
Porsche stained when I roll out
I show 'em love but I love my money even more
Disrespect, don't pay me? You gots to go
(?) ship in them loads
Disrespect and play me? You gots to go
(?) faith in my n*ggas, Diego that's my n*gga
And we kill for him and if a n*gga try to kill him and I'mma die with him
Cause Freddie keep a .45 with him
ARs in the back and 9s with me
From the dudes like a 3 or 4 (?)
Clean out the shoes (?) this[Hook:]
Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Don't f*ck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thing
Don't f*ck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thang[Verse 2:]
My dope house, my dope house
Straight bl*w at the dope house
Popo at the dope house, snitch n*gga must have told about it
Down for a kidnap, for a kidnap
Real n*gga, we done did that
At the crib with your motherf*ckin' mama
And your kids, know where everybody did that
Everybody keep quiet
Everybody on the floor
Everbody gone see
B*tch I'm from the east side
Where everybody sell dope and everybody got heat
(?) motherf*ckers (?) all day
Hundred murders in a week
Boys got (?) in the project hallway
Ain't nobody gone speak
N*ggas mommas gonna week
I put your face on a sh*rt and get out of town
(?) weed and a worry and I rolled it down
That Ruger hide on my head and (?) got 30 rounds
I keep my hand on a chopper n*gga
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