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Dead Prez - Sellin D.O.P.E lyrics
Drugs oppress the people every day
 Sellin' dope, servin' weed we had to hustle to hustle just to eat
 Ain't no hope in the streets, you broke you sell dope
 All my young niggaz outside hustlin' coke
 Know the drama, if you ain't sellin' crack then it's ganja
 I been through it dun, hittin' niggaz two for one
 Pullin' guns out and bustin' my shits too
 What? I ain't give a fuck
 I used to get a rush when I bust mine
 Backin' up my nickle and dimes
 Goin' thru difficult time
 Writin' my life story in rhyme
 But when I look at all the niggas
 They hit with mad time
 In proportion' with the big kingpins it don't fit
 You could get caught with barely a half a slab
 And the judge sentence you like you ran the ave
 I ain't plan to get rich fom sellin' that shit
 It was survival my game plan was not to get knocked by 5 0
 But who am I just a young nigga caught in the mix
 And if this weed don't sell I'm'a cop me a brick
 Sellin' dope, servin' weed, we had to hustle to hustle just to eat
 Sellin' dope, servin' weed, we had to hustle to hustle just to eat
 It's been a minute since I been in the game
 Some years back I held crack
 I couldn't say the same thing
 Ask my niggas Bang Double and Rowley
 We was trouble got the fiends spot bubblin' hot
 We wouldn't never make a lot
 I mean not like Scarface or Nino Brown
 Or George Bush no matter what you push
 It was politics and camera tricks
 Very deceptive criminal lies
 Us in fooled with the collective
 For the most part we don't own no boats and planes
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 We just cop it from poppi bag it in the cellophane
 It's a family thing you got to hustle all night
 Yo I seen fiends losing they brains for hard white
 Ask my aunt and my brother and my stressed out mother
 How realistic it gets, it's sadistic
 Statistics show it's sick how we livin'
 The one thing bigger than dope games is prisons
 One million niggas inside
 Over three million is tied and plus the president lied
 Because the white house is the rock house
 Uncle Sam the pusha man
 This is for my people on the island
 Sellin' dope, servin' weed we had to hustle to hustle just to eat
 Sellin' dope, servin' weed we had to hustle just to eat
 But what we gon do when we caught up
 And have to face responsibility?
 (This that ghetto shit, this that ghetto shit)
 What we gon do when we caught up
 And have to face responsibility?
 (This that ghetto shit, this that ghetto shit)
 Out on the block, white tee shirt, army fatigues
 Niggas hold crack in they mouth watchin' for D
 Sellin' dope, you know how it beez
 Tryin' to get that government cheese and the D's yell freeze
 Sellin' dope, white tee shirt, army fatigues
 Niggas hold crack in they mouth watchin' for D
 Sellin' dope, you know how it beez
 Tryin' to get that government cheese and the D's yell freeze
 Tallahasee up in this bitch my nigga maintain, nimrod
 My nigga percent Abu my brother Troy locked up
 Hey Newton rest in peace South Rowley, California
 Brooklyn, dean street Dead prez 98
 Get it straight and all my family and my whole army
 Get it straight








