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lirik lagu lil double 0 - cheese & dope

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[intro]
i got cheese, hope and the motherf~ckin’ dope
i got (love you, perc)
i got cheese, hope and the motherf~ckin’ dope (once again, i’m locked in with tp, we finna make a hit)

[verse]
if this sh~t ain’t rehe~rs~, these n~ggas get murked and then go get build a team
ain’t clique up with none of these n~ggas, like project pat, we want cheese and green
cheese and dope [?] trap house feed the dope
sleep with one eye opеn like the ghetto boys, mind seen thе most
built the ho from nothin’, like, “f~ck your fist, i wanna see your throat”
in memphis block like z~bo, with this fifty on me like, “please don’t touch”
a lot of n~ggas really rap good, he ain’t in his hood, everybody get flushed
these b~tches might be f~ckin’ everybody, but these b~tches knowin’ that they ain’t like us
comin’ from a [benz to a bus?], still’ll hit her friend, then we f~ck
virgil maybach with the [b~tt?], i’ma hit the gas, live it up
feed your folks, they done wiped his nose, but he ain’t sneezin’ though
i’m standin’ over the pot, but he don’t use no season though
is you omèrta, boy? no lv most times, you ain’t really seen it though
every time i pop out, none of my opps be really postin’ nothin’
before we get him boxed in, get him boxed out, we can’t go for that
up the score, n~gga, no lil’ pack
pour two fours, kobe swag
he say his label dropped a mixtape, ain’t even post his ass
street need the hot sh~t, where walk been? need to drop sh~t
ain’t gon’ never run out of the ammo, came in the game, mr. top pick
uh, my pockets full blue hunnids, fake n~ggas counterfeit
drink codeine ’til i feel stuffed
need more lean, fill more cups
know when i ride, got robbers and murderers
don’t do rap features, they not like us, you might get touched
look in the mirror, i see self, the only man i trust
can’t pay no man, it’s off command, still’ll get some sh~t to flush
lot of bullets flyin’, lot of n~ggas dyin’, got the whole city tucked
walkin’ with the iron, sleep a cause of dyin’, know i’m totin’ fifty or plus
livin’ like i’m b~i~g, ain’t no n~gga more big than us
f~ck b~tches in bnbs, she want the drop, can’t give it up, on gang


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