Bitches, Dope, And Dollars Lyrics - The Tonite Show - Freddie Gibbs

Do you wanna ride? 

I can't hear ya? I said do you wanna ride? 

When I take that final sleep 

I pray my maker carry me 

Take my fame and pull it free 

Bitch nigga to bury me 

Was a bigger man 

But they make me out of cavity 

Product of my hood 

I'mma naturally do it for them 

When I take that final sleep 

I pray my maker carry me 

Take my fame and pull it free 

Bitch nigga to bury me 

Was a bigger man 

But they make me out of cavity 

Product of my hood 

I'mma naturally do it for them 

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Bitches, dope and dollaz 

Rag top dropping bottles 

Strap on the lap we mobbin' 

Anything move we robbin 

Try me 

I be ready for the doorway 

Third degree 

Some how doa silence me 

Cadillac inside burgundy 

Swerving to the beats like surgery 

Everytime I hear the streets 

My ears be listening while the talking 

Scheming, plotting, scoping 

Wonder what I roll in, who I roll with 

When I'm riding out 

Fully having niggas start hiding out 

Till the block hit 

Too hot to cool off 

But in my mind I'm a young grinding soldier 

Frontlining in my motherfucking shoes off 

My birthplace's the worst place 

In Texas my first case 

I'm paranoid and I'm fully [?] 

And I'm saying thanks to my hittas say 

Hurry up nigga no time to waste 

Ski mask on my face 

Call them hoes hanging at barrio 

And tell em let's go get this cake 

All my life I ain't had shit 

Man, full of bad shit 

Once upon a time I was a child 

Now I'm a savage 

Society live and sue a nigga state with the 2-2-3 

Do it for the block 

Do it for the hood 

Do it for the city 

I do it so fucking G, nigga 

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When I take that final sleep 

I pray my maker carry me 

Take my fame and pull it free 

Bitch nigga to bury me 

Was a bigger man 

But they make me out of cavity 

Product of my hood 

I'mma naturally do it for them 

Bitches, dope and dollaz 

East Side G.I 

Ain't got a damn thing to do but get high 

And I keep that famous steel on my lap 

I gotta ride for the kill 

Gotta get by 

Gotta roll for dope 

Gotta maintain 

Get to the West Coast nigga same thing 

Nigga gotta be down 

Ride or die 

Bout it bout it man 

I do it for the 

Dollars and dope 

Bitches, Benzes and Bimmers 

Dese 90 containers of cocaine 

Sipping [?] by the liters 

That nigga who you believe in 

We black and underachieving 

Told momma I need some money 

She said I'm in need of Jesus 

Know what 

These streets so dough up 

Got a pump in the trunk with a roll up 

Gotta dough but I gotta get more up 

Hold some nigga down for a hold up 

What's up 

What's up with the ski mask 

Motherfucker don't shit where you sleep at 

Get the dope and the money but you keep that 

For the one nigga you don't wanna see that 

These niggas got me so trigga happy 

And I'm so caught up in this game 

And i can't do shit about it 

And these niggas betta know before I go 

Imma get what I get up out it 

Fuck nigga I dunno what you bout 

But bitch I been about it 

I'm bout them bitches, dope and dollaz 

When I take that final sleep 

I pray my maker carry me 

Take my fame and pull it free 

Bitch nigga to bury me 

Was a bigger man 

But they make me out of cavity 

Product of my hood 

I'mma naturally do it for them 

When I take that final sleep 

I pray my maker carry me 

Take my fame and pull it free 

Bitch nigga to bury me 

Was a bigger man 

But they make me out of cavity 

Product of my hood 

I'mma naturally do it for them 

Bitches, dope and dollaz