J Lethal - Dope lyrics

I'm k**ing these hoes like Jason Voorhees I hit from the back until she get sore knees Every time she give me head I be like, more please Then I'm gone by the morning, trying to see more G's Yeah I'm dope, I'm dope, all my sh** is dope Every line so dope you can snort it like it's coke I'm a beast, I'm an a**, I'm ahead of my cla** You some garbage a** rappers so I throw you in the trash And no, that's not a diss, we don't play that over here Chopper hit ya neck, leave ya head hanging like a chandelier Still flexing on these n***as like I'm Hulk Hogan Money over b**hes is a lifestyle, not a slogan Yes, I'm trying to see mo' dough Pockets stay green, looking like them b**hes Frodo I am a dragon, yes I'm talking Komodo I strong arm rap, I got this game up in a choke-hold Put that dick up in her windpipe, just right That's right, I'm fresh, I'm ill, I'm ripe Pull a 1-8-7 on a undercover cop Or a p**y n***a snitching, got my trigger finger itching I'm a beast, you a pet, we can put it up and bet My chopper is a dog and you gon' make it have to fetch Ask anybody b**h, I'm the MVP On my Casper sh**, baby boy you can't see me I'm in this game, for the motherf**ing long haul I take yo chick and make that b**h feel both balls What's popping kemosabe, you can catch me in the lobby And I keep an extra clip, yeah that Mac is right beside me b**h, my flow is like lighting up gas I'm a monster everyday and I don't even need a mask f** with me wrong, get a foot up in yo a** Throw a stack at ya face, do my dance, then laugh I'm adept at these waters, just like a f**ing shark I get that p**y wet, just like a water park You can't tell me what I know, 'cause I know I be the illest Bred true from day one, recognize me as the realist b**h I'm the sh**, you are just a turd Throw some bread out, that bullsh** is for the birds Still k**ing these pussies, like I'm Michael Myers Human Torch here responsible for all fires You can hear it in my voice, I'm really really ready, man Chopping n***as down like I got the Freddy Krueger hand I'm kind of f**ing psycho, don't make me have to do it, man Heat on my hip, make yo a** have to get a tan Click, clack, blam, then ya brains go splat All my 3-1-3 n***as stand up, where you at I beat the beat up like Muhammad Ali No need to look further, I'm the best I see