Dope Runna, Pt. 2

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist] Got to keep going What the fuck does she want? Chopper on me, it'll blow your ass to next morning I be at the front door like, "What you order?" Wanna stretch the work, you throw in a lil' water Heard you were working with the pigs, you informer Yeah, it's time to go Twelve on me, got a warrant Big band don't fold Gotta keep going had to let a nigga go [?] blowin' shit, I had to let a nigga know Stomp a nigga out then I put it on the net [?] comin' at ya neck I be with with my dogs, I'm a motherfuckin' vet You ain't a fuckin' dog, you's a motherfuckin' pet She a motherfuckin' chiefin' no set I'ma bring the heat and leave bro with no breath How you put your weight in the hood with no rep? [Chorus: Kane Grocerys] Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner Lil nigga, what you is? I'm a dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Lil nigga, what you do? I'm a dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner, dope runner, whoa [Verse 2: Kane Grocerys] Nigga, I'm a fucking dope runner You can catch me in the motherfucking dope runners All red and I'm already dope running You can catch me at the motherfucking store or something And I might have a motherfucking pound of something Or I might have some motherfucking brown or something Nigga what the fuck you want, I got that dope pack Nigga what the fuck you want, I got that loud pack I'm smoking on that thraxx, nigga and I'm in the cut Nigga, got the toolie on me, better not get buck Nigga, I'm in the fucking club, nigga so what Got yo bitch poppin her ass, she a fucking slut Told that bitch "Get out my face, you lil fucking mutt" I don't care about no stupid ass fucking sluts I need a good bitch, I need a hood bitch (x3) I need a bitch that ain't lurkin on the internet I need a motherfucking pound of some bricks Nigga I need that fucking dope, where it's at doe I'm at my back door serving out my back door Got a car, no, I ain't even pay for it I'm in New York and I'm still in my dope runnas Young nigga trapping in the fucking dope runnas Young nigga and I got them fucking dope runnas And they got them torches nigga and they'll blow something Lil bitch [Chorus: Kane Grocerys] Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Dope runner Lil nigga, what you is? I'm a dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner Lil nigga, what you do? I'm a dope runner, dope runner Dope runner, dope runner, dope runner, whoa