[Chorus: Woop]
Got this big [?] that I just blew on myself
Got real niggas to the right, and got his bitch on the left
Everything [?] from the shoes to the belt
You don't smoke the way we smoke, we smoke right off the shelf
Let the plug in
Bring them drugs in
I'm plugged in
Let the plug in
Don't [?]
That bitch [?]
Soft or hard
I cook up [?]
Let the plug in
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
It's Dolph!
As I walk through the vally of the shadow of death
I see scandelous bitches on my right, and demans on my left
Because it look like Sub Zero made this piece on my left
Make these pussy niggas envy me, and wanna take my breath
I got too many niggas that depend on me, so I can't have that there
And I don't sell dope out my stash house, nigga, I just hide it there
South Memphis that's my hood, I just take a quarter mill out of there
You see this shit I'm rolling up, my nigga, that's that fire there
Got that Glock 9 with the beam, tucked in my Versace jeans
I'm from the same dirty ass city that killed Dr. King
Different city, different town, pretty biches smoking out the pound
I ain't gon' be here for too long, lil mama, I'm just in and out
Got this big [?] that I just blew on myself
Got real niggas to the right, and got his bitch on the left
Everything [?] from the shoes to the belt
You don't smoke the way we smoke, we smoke right off the shelf
Let the plug in
Bring them drugs in
I'm plugged in
Let the plug in
Don't [?]
That bitch [?]
Soft or hard
I cook up [?]
Let the plug in
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
It's Dolph!
As I walk through the vally of the shadow of death
I see scandelous bitches on my right, and demans on my left
Because it look like Sub Zero made this piece on my left
Make these pussy niggas envy me, and wanna take my breath
I got too many niggas that depend on me, so I can't have that there
And I don't sell dope out my stash house, nigga, I just hide it there
South Memphis that's my hood, I just take a quarter mill out of there
You see this shit I'm rolling up, my nigga, that's that fire there
Got that Glock 9 with the beam, tucked in my Versace jeans
I'm from the same dirty ass city that killed Dr. King
Different city, different town, pretty biches smoking out the pound
I ain't gon' be here for too long, lil mama, I'm just in and out
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