city of dope

city of dope

i call it oak

can't be broke

selling coke

fat ropes

shattered hopes

fresh cars and all that dope

baseheads keep the trade alive

nobody know about a 9 to 5

everybody's just trying to survive

you need a gun

can't use those knives

you got a bullet? well just pull it

and if you trip

get pistol-whipped

by a psychomaniac sick in his head

wanna be a gangster

now he's dead

his brother took over

ain't no sweat

bought a new drop-top white corvette

now he's buying keys

making g's

and all the girls say won't you please