Ghetto D

Imagine substitutin' crack for music

I mean dope tapes, this is how we would make it

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For all you players, hustlers, ballers

And even you smokers

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Part of the tobacco, firearms

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And Freedom of Speech Committee

Thank you dope fiends for your support

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Let me give a shot out to the D Boys

(Drug dealers)

Neighborhood dope man, I mean real niggaz

That'll make a dollar out of fifteen cents

Ain't got a dime but I rides and pay the rent

Professional crack slanger I serve fiends

I once went to jail for having rocks up in my jeans

But nowadays I be too smart for the task

C-Murder been known to keep the rocks up in the skillet man

Waitin' on a kilo they eight I'm straight you dig

What you need ten, ain't no fuckin' order too big

And makin' crack like this is the song

You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long

Overcook yo' dope it might come out brown

Them fiends gonna run yo ass clean outta town

But fuck that I'm 'bout to put my soldiers in the game

And tell ya how to make crack from cocaine

One, look for the nigga wit the whitest snow

Two, no buying from no nigga that you don't know

Make yo way to the kitchen where the stove be

You get the baking soda I got yo D

Get the triple beam and measure out yo dope

Mix one gram of soda every seven grams of coke

An shake it up until it bubble up and get harder

Then sit the tube in some ready made cold water

Twist the bitch like a knot while it's still hot

And watch that shit while it can rise to the fuckin' top

And now ya cocaine powder is crack

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Nigga I hope you strapped 'cause you might get jacked

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My phone rang I picked it up

I need some weight

What you need?

Silkk 'bout a coupla K

I had it all into powder but it ain't no thang

Gimme a coupla hours, I have it all in a cake

Trust nobody got my gun

And went an smacked Cain and Abel

You probably catch me choppin' ki's

Choppin' ki's up on my mom's table

I got a big order for some coke

I called some hoes up

I want y'all but naked

While you cookin' up my dope

I told y'all we some Tru G's

See me and P and C

with Uzi's

up two ki's

There would be twenty-four oz's a piece

'Cause see if it ain't about money

Then it ain't about me

Hella mail from sales

Hella yeah for scales

Come up short

My money jumpin' yo ass like bail

First of all you gotta have nuts

Don't give a fuck

See when I bust niggaz guts

They know if it miss it ain't by much

Thinkin' short like I'm only seventeen

A coupla dope fiends

Some oz's

A triple beam

And then playa hit yo block

And tell a bitch nigga to raise up off the fuckin' spot

See I'm That's why I act like this

But I rides rims, them gold D's

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I sold crack like this

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Nigga, Nigga never let a nigga front you no dizos

Start from the ground, work yo way up to a kilo

Get some killers on yo team, keep one up in the chamber

For the jackass and the dope fiends

Fools come short get rowdy

Kick down doors, show motherfuckers that ya bout it, bout it

Break ki's down to oz's

Never buy any dope without weighin' it on the triple beam

Fuck soda use V-12

Keep a stash for the tryin' to take other niggaz clientele

Check the man made junk for residue

'Cause every fiend you miss want three or two

One, never talk on the phone in ya house

Two, never slang dope out ya baby momma's house

Three, never fuck with snitches

'Cause niggaz that talk to the police is bitches

Four, keep a low key

And if you movin' weight treat yo'self to an Uzi

The first hit for free

But the next time you see me

You betta have twenty G

Five, never pay pimp hoes for the pussy

That's the American way

Clean up ya dirty money to good money

'Cause legal money last longer than drug money

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