[Intro]
Today's special, is Geto Dope, processed in 5th Ward Texas
We sell so much of dis, until they wanna know what we put in it
Okay, I'mma share this recipe with y'all
Hey John (whattup?) Give me an ounce of that ether 5th Ward bass
Yeah, aww yeah, yeah, yo Doug!
Give me a half a ki' of uncut drums
Aww yeah~! Fuck yeah - say Red!
Give me a pound of them horns with red hot sass in 'em
Yeah, aww yeah, yeah! Aww yeah, say fellas!
Give me a ton of everything
And cut it with the trigga happy, motherfuckin, Geto Boys!
[Bushwick Bill]
We needed money; so I robbed a liquor store
Down on your knees you hesitate I kick the whore
Wanted for the bad, bitch I go for broke
Pull out a 9, think it's a game, she said nope
Out comes the manager must have thought I was bluffin him
He knew I was serious saw the heat when I busted him
C'mon motherfucker I ain't playin so give it up
She said the cops are comin, does it look like I give a fuck
You lucky you ain't a ho or I'd be rockin ya
She let down her hair pulled up her skirt and said what's stoppin ya
Bitch you might mistake me for a lolligag
But if I get in that ass they'll haul me off in a bodybag
Give me the money I'm tired of the waitin shit
She said the box is empty, I said ain't that a bitch?
Back to the safe you better open it fast
I'm gettin tired I'm about to nail a cap in your ass
I got all their money let 'em live how you figure?
I'll forever be a trigga happy nigga
Today's special, is Geto Dope, processed in 5th Ward Texas
We sell so much of dis, until they wanna know what we put in it
Okay, I'mma share this recipe with y'all
Hey John (whattup?) Give me an ounce of that ether 5th Ward bass
Yeah, aww yeah, yeah, yo Doug!
Give me a half a ki' of uncut drums
Aww yeah~! Fuck yeah - say Red!
Give me a pound of them horns with red hot sass in 'em
Yeah, aww yeah, yeah! Aww yeah, say fellas!
Give me a ton of everything
And cut it with the trigga happy, motherfuckin, Geto Boys!
[Bushwick Bill]
We needed money; so I robbed a liquor store
Down on your knees you hesitate I kick the whore
Wanted for the bad, bitch I go for broke
Pull out a 9, think it's a game, she said nope
Out comes the manager must have thought I was bluffin him
He knew I was serious saw the heat when I busted him
C'mon motherfucker I ain't playin so give it up
She said the cops are comin, does it look like I give a fuck
You lucky you ain't a ho or I'd be rockin ya
She let down her hair pulled up her skirt and said what's stoppin ya
Bitch you might mistake me for a lolligag
But if I get in that ass they'll haul me off in a bodybag
Give me the money I'm tired of the waitin shit
She said the box is empty, I said ain't that a bitch?
Back to the safe you better open it fast
I'm gettin tired I'm about to nail a cap in your ass
I got all their money let 'em live how you figure?
I'll forever be a trigga happy nigga
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