(Intro)
I got ghetto dope in my vein, I got yellow rope on my?
I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain


(Bridge)
I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

(Hook)

I say $#&@ these ^!$$%s and what they say
You don't know me, pretend to know me
$#&@ these ^!$$%s and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

(Bridge)

I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain
I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane


(Hook)
I say $#&@ these ^!$$%s and what I say
You don't know me, pretend to know me

$#&@ these ^!$$%s and what they say
You don't know me, pretend to know me


All right then, all right then
All right then, hah?


(Verse)
Melo go through the lane, we men all do the same
That one McLaren with a seat in the middle now

Raised with the killa can while you playin mad man
Ain't no superhero here but the X-Men
Everybody lookin for survival so they are so

The man that hold the gun is the hand that rocks the cradle

(Verse)

Born in the gutter, covered in struggle
Smothered in hustle where brothers hate you as much as yo mother can love you
Mother$#&@ers that buck you over them green bags

Subtracting crème's the method, I'm method over the clean trap
It was shock when they shot my father, the shock was on em
Was hoppin off em and onto me is a prophet, recall it


When I landed in the land of glory I was barely ten
I was raised in a hut with them barbarians

Burner hear my bubble good, shootin from the project roof
Papa was a preacher, I was bishop cuz I had the juice
Real talk when I rode gone til November

It's cause if Baltimore that murdered my ^!$$% in November

All right then, hah?


(Bridge x2)
I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

(Hook)

I say $#&@ these ^!$$%s and what I say
You don't know me, pretend to know me
$#&@ these ^!$$%s and what they say

You don't know me, pretend to know me

All right then, all right then, hah?


(Verse)
It's the author, unorthodox

Orthodoxin the water, no culture shop
You ain't strapped, you a hold the top
I holt the top 'cause the bottom comin

Got em runnin, call the cops
I'm callin shots like tech whistles
$#&@ you like groupie tex, detects missiles that be technical

Yall ^!$$%s is ho oh oh oh oh oh
$#&@ em, we flippin bundles, them (*##$es tumble like
Gold medal winners, gold medal in em, boy we stretch em

When we catch him it's like he caught a cold
'Cause he get a coffee, never speak on it cold
Never geek on yo ^!$$%s and never creep with a ho
That be exactly how they found you, just a creep and a ho
My ^!$$%s be quick to pull them litres, leave you leakin for dough


All right then, all right then, hah?

(Bridge x2)
I got ghetto dope in my vein, yellow gold on my chain

I fly in that Maserati like Melo go through the lane

(Verse)
Pour some liquor 'cause the good die young
Banana clipped up but he sure young

Welcome to the jungle where they treat us like we animals
Haiti, the Bitstock chronicles
Murder murder ? that's what you hear when they pull up in the middle of the night
When they ready for the stick up
Hiccup hiccup hiccups, you ain't bout the rubber grip

If you only had 3, why would one be a death wish
This is the truth but I said this before
Whether I'm in Haiti or Baltimore
Import more shooters who run through yo door
And it'll be yo body lyin on the floor
Out in the mob, they go through your organ

In the church they play the organ
C-c-c-c-ca-cry-cry-crows-crows fly fly
It's 5 o'clock, do you know?
You kids, ha-have you been notified-fied-fied

All right then, all right then
All right then, hah?

All right then, all right then
All right then, hah?