Представляем точный текст композиции "Dopegame" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fed-X . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Dopegame» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fed-X передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fed-X - "Dopegame"
Lyrics to Dopegame : [Verse 1:] Im outta this world here comes the future I send my goons to shoot ya While Im two seatin Porsche coupin still ballin like Im loopin The traveller the globe trotter there goes ya girl I got here She want me to swing down and let here ride but I told her Ill holla She put the cash in my passenger seat, I had the bank in Ten thousand, nothin but Ben Franklins Im still browsin big rims through the ghetto housin Im givin money to the kids and call it hood allowance And I dont feel right unless Im countin Big face green paper while ya cheques is bouncin And these kicks aint right unless they thirty-two ounces The people callin me the king they all beggin to crown him Im on the run gettin chased by the bounty they all tryna surround me But I escaped and shaked a case in they county Plus my enemies was tryna down me, it was a wild night I had to paint em the same color as my brake lights [HOOK:] We love countin money we earn We got money to burn The gunll leave you in the dirt wid the worms Now ya carried by six and ya whole familys sick Throwin roaches on the coffin as you sink in the earth [x2] [Verse 2:] She told me that she havent gave head in years Fed-X Fifty States was an amazin kid Had sex in the red Lex blowin my wig Im at the light, rims shine bright so they bite Its buck fifty I hold the key to ya city Ya mayors paid off and ya block is mine Ya coke wont move cause ya works paralyzed Stepped on to many times and ya coppin it skyhigh Im flossin, ya chick need to tick wid me Sent a message to the bar she wanna sex wid me But it aint my fault ya goodies I bagged em I move swift on a bad bitch Im more like a magnet I pimped em, put em on the track and all Internet escort dog I cyber ball Its Fed-X Fifty States and you can get it for sure In the pen or even clapped in court motherfucka [HOOK x2] [Verse 3:] In eighty-five all I remember was cash and cars They used to call my pops Chief and my uncs was a star A little kid my age said he needed a job So I put him on the roof and told him look for the cops Richmond Steelers, this is the blues my god Killers born everyday alotta soldiers done died They used to get they shoe shined by grey head old time Who used to talk about the streets but never fucked wid the crime Yeh they cameras on me the pictures they takin um The first time I shipped a kick I had funny feelin They watchin, I check my watch so I could clock em Im movin fast paced but I be damned if I catch a case So many races out there workin for me This is business on top of business in my hood Im known as Lil D I got them pretty feet under the couper Still movin through the streets tryna fill my looter [HOOK x2] [ Dopegame Lyrics ]
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