Gimmi Back My Dope Da Mafia 6ix (Ft. Lord Infamous)

[Hook: DJ Paul]
It goes one Glock, two Glocks, three Glocks, four
Left 'em tired on the motherfucking floor
Hit ’em, hit 'em for the same dope I just had delivered
I ain't a Cocaine Cowboy, I’m a Indian Giver
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I'm that nigga that be ridin' 'round clean [?]
I think you niggas think I'm rich [?]
I'ma pull up in a Charger or a Lambo [?]
In the club VIP, goin' ham [?]
[?] 'round town [?] get you comfortable
The whole time we tryin’ to hit you for yo valuables
Got him thinkin’ I'm da man, I’m the plug-ah
On the forreal-ah my nigga, I'ma mug 'em
What you needin', boss? I got it for the super-low
So we can [?] and we come back and get it though
Trick be trustin’ me? You a damn fool
Memphis nigga - bald head, gold teeth and tattoos

[Hook: DJ Paul]
It goes one Glock, two Glocks, three Glocks, four
Left 'em tired on the motherfucking floor
Hit 'em, hit 'em for the same dope I just had delivered
I ain't a Cocaine Cowboy, I'm a Indian Giver
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope
Gimmi back my dope, bitch, gimmi back my dope