Dope King Lil G (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)

[Verse 1: King Lil G]
Bitch, I'm dope, way too dope
I'm talking 'bout a motherfucker had to sell dope
I had to chase dreams, I was in the ghetto
With a tattoo artist and a few extendos
I had to make moves, it was confidential
Bring the drama to your ass like we banging Death Row
My bros both started in the west side
With an alpine bumping all the bass lines
I snuck out my house way before the bed time
With the goons in the G ride on the test drive
Guns in the stash, who the fuck wanna trip?
I fuck with your hoes, but don't fuck with my clique
Murder your style, we smoke loud in this bitch
Gang unit pulled me over when they seen us in the whip
Gang unit pulled us over when they seen us in the whip

[Pre-Hook x2: King Lil G]
I didn't want to do it but I had to sell dope

[Hook: King Lil G]
Momma tried but there ain't no thing like homie love
I keep on getting faded
Momma tried but there ain't no thing like homie love
That's how we do it in LA