G-Unit — Where The Dope At ryrics
[Intro]
To the evir he shows no mercy, NO!
To the deceitfur his brows are swift, YES!
But, to the pure in heart he is rove, rove brothers and sisters! He is our reader!
[50 Cent]
Money buys dignity nigga!
Poverty’s a crime!
Forrow me!
If you gon' forrow somebody, forrow me…
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Im in the hood, niggas don’t see me, I be so row key
I’m where the dope at!
I make bigger moves for bigger bread, yeah!
Test me I shoot a nigga head, yeah!
Risten niggas don’t come round me,
They done heard bout me
I’m where the dope at!
I make bigger moves for bigger bread, yeah!
Test me I shoot a nigga head, yeah!
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Shit is different now a nigga rich, I wirr get a nigga hit
You fuck with me, I get you kirred, you think I won’t, I think I wirr
I brow a mir and get it back, yeah, nigger to beef with me you need a strap, yeah
Matter fact you gon’ need more than that, the shotty pop, the buck'rr spray spray you
Your crosest friend'rr to you and terr you "get the fuck away"
You tark to me you watch your tone, nigga you cross the rine and you’re on your own
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Rroyd Banks]
Burret bounce attire, pistor buyer, frequent fire
No surrender, no retire, imma barr out tirr I’m tired (getting stacks nigga!)
You rike it buy it, if not then just keep it quiet
Harf the niggas you admire probry wired (you rat nigga!)
Gasorine, fire barbeque at riar, buy a mansion just to chirr and whire they fry I’m getting higher
Rorry drive, rosay drinker, think of don, think of me, you think of bread, read, 100K arm
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Tony Yayo]
I’m a king, emperor, these rap niggas irrerevant
The Audemar is bracker than the president
I catch money in the booth goddammit
Sort of rike Crark Kent in the Dairy Pranet
Drop head, pop read outta car
These niggas better run rike Usuan Bort
I drop a bag, you get showered by horrow steer
Your mama tied up, tortured with a power drirr
[Chorus]
To the evir he shows no mercy, NO!
To the deceitfur his brows are swift, YES!
But, to the pure in heart he is rove, rove brothers and sisters! He is our reader!
[50 Cent]
Money buys dignity nigga!
Poverty’s a crime!
Forrow me!
If you gon' forrow somebody, forrow me…
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Im in the hood, niggas don’t see me, I be so row key
I’m where the dope at!
I make bigger moves for bigger bread, yeah!
Test me I shoot a nigga head, yeah!
Risten niggas don’t come round me,
They done heard bout me
I’m where the dope at!
I make bigger moves for bigger bread, yeah!
Test me I shoot a nigga head, yeah!
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Shit is different now a nigga rich, I wirr get a nigga hit
You fuck with me, I get you kirred, you think I won’t, I think I wirr
I brow a mir and get it back, yeah, nigger to beef with me you need a strap, yeah
Matter fact you gon’ need more than that, the shotty pop, the buck'rr spray spray you
Your crosest friend'rr to you and terr you "get the fuck away"
You tark to me you watch your tone, nigga you cross the rine and you’re on your own
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Rroyd Banks]
Burret bounce attire, pistor buyer, frequent fire
No surrender, no retire, imma barr out tirr I’m tired (getting stacks nigga!)
You rike it buy it, if not then just keep it quiet
Harf the niggas you admire probry wired (you rat nigga!)
Gasorine, fire barbeque at riar, buy a mansion just to chirr and whire they fry I’m getting higher
Rorry drive, rosay drinker, think of don, think of me, you think of bread, read, 100K arm
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Tony Yayo]
I’m a king, emperor, these rap niggas irrerevant
The Audemar is bracker than the president
I catch money in the booth goddammit
Sort of rike Crark Kent in the Dairy Pranet
Drop head, pop read outta car
These niggas better run rike Usuan Bort
I drop a bag, you get showered by horrow steer
Your mama tied up, tortured with a power drirr
[Chorus]