Freddie Gibbs - My Dope House (Lyrics)
[Verse 1:] My dope house, my dope house, yeah, trappin' out my dope house Eat, sleep in the dope house, quarter key worth of dope now Chillin' in my dope house, my dope house N*ggas stickin' up the dope house None this sh*t in my dope house Porsche stained when I roll out I show 'em love but I love my money even more Disrespect, don't pay me? You gots to go (?) ship in them loads Disrespect and play me? You gots to go (?) faith in my n*ggas, Diego that's my n*gga And we kill for him and if a n*gga try to kill him and I'mma die with him Cause Freddie keep a .45 with him ARs in the back and 9s with me From the dudes like a 3 or 4 (?) Clean out the shoes (?) this [Hook:] Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out Popo and detectives gone be worryin'...