That Dope Nigga 1/2 Dead

[Lil 1/2 Dead Chorus 5x]<br>1, 2, 3 but could it be <br>The doppest mother fucker that you hearing lil 1/2 dead<br><br>[Lil 1/2 Dead]<br>Early in the morning jumps out my bed<br>Who am I, that little nigga half dead<br>Im going to tell you a trick I knew<br>A bitch im met way back in 82<br>Her name was Grace <br>Her face was all that and a bag of chips<br>Boy she had hips, I dips<br>Every single day down her block<br>Now that hoe jocks because I served like some rocks<br>It`s like everytime she seem me she flagging me down<br>I just swerve on her and I throw up the pound<br>I let the hoe I dont love her ass<br>As I mash on my gas and dash<br>To me it seeming, the girl is feening<br>She really wants me down on her teaming<br>Make a lots of money sceaming<br>As I turn the corner, all the hoes was screaming<br><br>[Lil 1/2 Dead Chorus 4x]<br><br>[Lil 1/2 Dead]<br>Now im feeling alright, my rymes are tight<br>Only one punk nigga that really tried to fight<br>My skills biting kills <br>So just chill before I stell your grill, for real<br>I got that funky ass shit for your head<br>And only one nigga try to see half dead<br>The party that night he wanted to fight<br>He got mad because my rymes were so tight<br>I had to serve him like a stake on a platter<br>You know to me it didnt matter <br>I shatter all his hopes, all his dreams<br>I make the party swing, now he`s on feam<br>For all that funky ass shit I be saying<br>You know I was playing<br>I left you on your knees praying<br>That he can really be like me<br>A real G, but that nigga coulnt see<br><br>[Lil 1/2 Dead Chorus 4x]<br><br>[Lil 1/2 Dead]<br>Who is the doppest nigga mother fucker that you hearing<br>That nigga hd dogg, he aint no mother fucking joke<br>Now what would happen if you fuck with him<br>You get`s rolled up like a joint and smoke<br>Now i steal get`s busy like a 4 on a switch<br>Still say fuck a bitch<br>Even though I gots to make love to these hoes<br>Now its 1994, all I love is my dough<br>A yo, my niggaz from the d-o double g<br>P-o-u-n-d from the LBC<br>Im putting it down for the pound <br>If a nigga run up to my face, you he going to get clown<br>The sound of my shit is funky like some chicken<br>Its good to the bones its finger licking<br>Im digging all these hoes out<br>I got to clout, so let me hear you mother fucking shout<br><br>[Lil 1/2 Dead Chorus 16x]