Dope game

Don't hate the player, hate the game Charged to the dope game

Don't hate the player, hate the game Charged to the dope game

You can't stand a rainy day

but I make bullets rain Made a couple dollars

Just off cocaine But I ain't crackin' pieces

Hit some hoes from up the road It's okay, they decent

I punch twice, I'm leavin' You Can't way it on a Libra scale

Cause it come out uneven Late night, I was on that block

And you was probably sleepin' Should've slid for your mans

But you out here grievin' How Your mans get shot