Can’t U Tell DJ Noodles (Ft. Hot Rod (Producer), Jay Rock, Murphy Lee, Pitbull, Red Cafe & Trazz)

[Chorus: Murphy Lee]
Can’t you tell that i came from the dope game?

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
My father was heavy in the dope game
I'm talking early 80s, you know them coke days
At a tender age, I was breastfed cocaine
That was my first intro to the dope game
Grew up watching Tony Montanas in real life
It's only right I wanted to be Tony in real life
At 14 I started selling weed, moved on to acid, LSD
My mom found a stash and flushed, the whole thing
Oh shit, now its time for a plan B, caught my first 8Ball at 120
Broke it drown and flipped it for 3
Did it a couple times, flipped OZs
From there, I was on my way keys
Got saved by the rap game, and that was it for me
Man I came from the dope game

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
Yeah, dope game raised me
I’ve been getting money since the 80s
While my hoes tryna tame me
I was making sure some fool paid me
While rap guys tell fiction
I’m in the courtroom beating the conviction’
I play hard in Detroit like a piston (what else?)
My weed bags be chunky, call it Lipton
Lipton, homie what it be like
Sit the pot in the ice so it freeze right
Take the cookie out, put it on the bounty
I'm from the go-game, homie kings county (what else?)
Master criminal activity
Flatness squeeze, clack, clack willingly
Credit card scams, i bust checks on ’em
Anything to get green like the jets on ’em