Ghetto D

[Intro: Master P]

(Make crack like this) Imagine substituting

Crack (Make crack like this) for music (Make crack like this)

I mean dope tapes, this is how we would make it (There it is right there)

For all you players, hustlers, ballers and even you smokers

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Ghetto Dope, No Limit Records

Part of the Tobacco, Firearms, and Freedom of Speech Committee (Ma— Ma— Ma— Ma— Make crack like this)

Thank you dope fiends for your support, haha

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[Verse 1: C-Murder]

Let me give a shoutout to the D-boys (Drug dealers)

Neighborhood dope man, I mean real niggas

That'll make a dollar out of fifteen cents

Ain't got a job, but a rock can pay the rent

Professional crackslanger I serve fiends

I once went to jail for having rocks up in my jeans

But nowadays, I be too smart for the task

C-Murder been known to keep the rocks up in a Skittles bag

Waitin' on a kilo, they eight, I'm straight, you dig?

What you need, ten? Ain't no fuckin' order too big

And makin' crack like this is the song

You won't be getting your money if your shit be cooked wrong

Overcook your dope, it might come out brown

Them fiends gon' run your ass clean outta town

But fuck that, I'm 'bout to put my soldiers in the game

And tell you how to make crack from cocaine

One, look for the nigga with the whitest snow

Two, no buying from no nigga that you don't know

Make your way to the kitchen where the stove be

You get the baking soda, I gots the D

And get the triple beam and measure up your dope

Mix one gram of soda every seven grams of coke

And shake it up until it bubble up and get harder

Then sit the tube in some ready-made cold water

Twist the bitch like a knot while it's still hot

And watch that shit rock and rise to the fuckin' top

And now your cocaine powder is crack (Ma— Ma— Ma— Ma— Make crack like this)

Nigga, I hope you're strapped, 'cause you might get jacked

[Chorus]

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[Verse 2: Silkk the Shocker]

My phone rang, I picked it up (I need some weight)

What you need? (Silkk, 'bout a couple of cakes)

I had it all into powder, but it ain't no thang

Gimme a couple of hours, I'll have it all into 'caine

Trust nobody but my gun and God, ask Mac and Kane & Abel

Probably catch me choppin' D, choppin' ki's up on my mom table

I got a big order for some coke, I called some hoes up

I want y'all buck naked while you cookin' up my dope

I told y'all, we some Tru G's

See me and P and C in Expeditions with Uzis

Breakin' down two ki's, baby, that's twenty-four O-Zs a piece

'Cause see if it ain't about money, then it ain't about me

Hella mail from sales, hella yayo for scales

Come up short on my money, I'm jumpin' your ass like bail

First of all, you gotta have nuts, don't give a fuck

See, when I bust, niggas duck, 'cause they know if I miss, it ain't by much

Then get you a Glock that hold you seventeen

A couple dope fiends, some O-Zs, the triple beam, uh

And then, playa, hit your block

And tell the biggest nigga to raise up off the spot or get got

I'm rowdy, that's why I act like this

But I'm ridin' rims on gold Ds 'cause I sold crack like this (Ma— Ma— Ma— Ma— Make crack like this, ghett— Ghetto dope)

[Chorus]

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[Verse 3: Master P]

Nigga, nigga never let a nigga front you no dizzope

Start from a gram, work your way up a kilo

Get some killers on your team

Keep one up in the chamber for the jackers and the dope fiends

Fools come short, get rowdy

Kick down doors, show motherfuckers that you 'bout it, 'bout it

Break ki's down to O-Zs

Never buy dope without weighin' it on a triple beam

Fuck soda, use B-12

Keep a stash for the droughts and take other niggas clientele

Check the mayonnaise jar for residue

'Cause every fiend you miss want three or two

One, never talk on the phone in your house

Two, never slang dope out your baby mama's house

Three, never fuck with snitches

'Cause niggas that talk to the police is bitches

Four, keep it low-key

And if you're movin' weight, treat yourself to an Uzi

The first hit for free (Damn)

But the next time you beep me, you betta have twenty, G

Five, never pay

Pimp hoes for the pussy, that's the 'Merican way

Clean up your dirty money to good money

'Cause legal money last longer than drug money

[Chorus]

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