you mean we're at the end of the song? [Pain:] Yeah, everybody is already done their rap that's the whole Dope House family [Cee:] What you mean everybody
Oh you mean one at the end of the song? [Pain:] Yeah, everybody is already done their rap that's the whole Dope House family [Cee:] What you mean everybody
at me Yo, you might see me joggin', you might see me walkin' You might see me walkin' a dead rottweiler dog With it's head chopped off in the park with
off the boat with an impressive approach, To writing rhymes like pressing your throat, The unquestionable dopeness, and oh yes, It's the one and only, in the house
shots at me) Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog with it's head chopped off in the park
my family wit groceries Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks To add to the wall full of plaques Hangin up in the office in back of my house
whats up young Q Hueff I heard my brother just singed up a new cheff, Lucky Lu the Screwston Freestyler ya'll just wishing that the Dope House would
burglarers and murderers If a fiend wants a front take his furniture We a team, that's how it should of been Whether shooting hoops or selling dope at Will & Glen Public housing
ounce of dust The wetback, I suggest you get down with us Chorus (Courtney Jones): Welcome to the Dope House Welcome to the Dope House This is for my
Man so many problems baby We feena solve em cuzz 24-7 Hustlers know what I'm sayin Dope House Records putting it down baby, 2000 [Verse 1] Uh uh See
and a cold dame, We drove a fast car in a slow lane, With caviar with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.} [Snooort coke, push dope, down
world wide in the two tone blow ride You grow high, they might seen it Baby that's my life hater, heart breaker Life taker smile now, cry later... -Dope House
My third wife, ain't even born yet I'm Dope House Records, band outta Texas Real niggaz eatin MC's for breakfast Relentless, when they hand me tha steal Get your family
roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha Clovers Down South they lean, the East be never sober Elected by the voters, ride just like a lotus I'll buy the house
Bobby Steels got a cabin in Crystal Lake Industries bug out Hit Madison Square house, roll the red rug out I'm loyal to the Clan, dedicated to the South South
shoot In Hillwood, where the fiends play the flute In Hillwood, where they can't see the light In Hillwood, where they don't sleep at night (BASH) Hit the-hit the dope house
boat with an impressive approach, To writing rhymes like pressing your throat, The unquestionable dopeness, and oh yes, It?s the one and only, in the house
