Don’t Sell Narcotics No Mo

Lyrics

[Chorus: Sauce Walka] I got the splash And the dope I don't sell narcodics no more I like them white Black or green Long as the ho pay, it don't matter to me I got the splash And the dope I don't sell narcodics no more I like them white Black or green Long as the bitch know, that she gotta pay the P [Verse 1: Sauce Walka] Yeah I'm pimpin, southside drippin Straight from [?], Martin Luther King [?] I seen [?] drive a slab that's worth a Bentley I done seen a dope fiend rob a whole chicken Damn, that's a big ass crack rock Straight from the dope pot I stopped selling work, the streets too damn hot I'd rather ride with a ho, I'd rather [?] snow I'd rather teach a bitch how to motherfucking make the dough Thousands of the motherfucking cheese at your [?] All you niggas talking 'bout you [?] You ain't never seen a motherfucking 1 2 [?] [?] 0 0 on a whole goddamn pie You a lier, nigga, you's a motherfucking show like a flier, nigga I can see that your pants on fire, nigga You need to stop, drop and roll Pray the lord [?] motherfucking save your soul Boys need to repent, pulled up in a Bentley [?] Riding round [?] With your bitch Bitch, your wife a girlfriend I don't know, but your ho is mine now And if you touch me, then the gun gon' go pow pow pow [?] your motherfucking head Sauce Gotti, yeah I bang red Su-wu, I'm a pyrule And I kick ass, kung foo [?] [Chorus: Sauce Walka] I got the splash And the dope I don't sell narcodics no more I like them white Black or green Long as the ho pay, it don't matter to me I got the splash And the dope I don't sell narcodics no more I like them white Black or green Long as the bitch know, that she gotta pay the P [Verse 2: Sosamann] I'm just a P I ain't free If you need some game, bitch, you should trust in me I'm smoking gass With some hoes The dope is on the plannet [?] I'm sippin lean And it ain't green It gotta be the Activis, or [?] If a nigga sippin, I'm leaning off the hinges I broke a nigga bitch, like she was some fucking [?] I'm [?] tippin, I'm foreign car rollin' Big 45 on my lap, that's what I'm holding Boom boom boom, knock him out his shoes Double show, count new hundreds in the blue I'm counting red [?], boy, I love touching lute And if you play with my oney, at you Imma shoot Balling like a hoop I know I'm a legend And boy, I been the same since the fucking [?] Was [?] weed off my daddy dresser at 11 Taking that shit to my school, boy, I sell it [?] The snitches, they done told you I'm big Sosa now, all this guap I been holding The bitches say I'm fresh, and I smell like [?] All the nigga wanna be me, they be hoping To do the shit like Sosa To do it like some sauce To ask [?] make yourself a boss I'm double showed, nigga, and I been paid the cost I went from a section 8 apartment to a loft I mean a bigger house That bitch 3 stories I been said I'm rockin 7 rings, [?] [?] got them [?] I gotta roll it And that bitch 50 K, nigga, it ain't stolen I bought the bitch from [?] And boy, it ain't a give me You lil niggas sit down, and pay attention Now let me tell you how to run up some fucking digets Now let me show you how to get all the way to break some bitches Number 1 rule, don't put your heart in it [?] it's tinted [?] Lambo coupe and threw me in it But I was just a [?] tryna buy me a Bentley [?]