Dopehouse Fam - Baby Bash,South Park Mexican,Carolyn,Juan Gotti

of the free ,smoking w**dwith my Motherf**kersGordo laid back in yo Cadillac Let me jump in this sh*tlike back to back Stay real for life ,roll down south For the wreckshop ,for the hometown crowd My alias is that GoHardMexicanFlowin'through your veins like medicine Wanna down?On be the HtownReal ballas fight for the rebound Btownto motherf**kinGtownCreep around everybody G'dout Can'tsee how you can dawg me out Make me out ,take me out Deep south ,my hood got more slack Than eightyeightcowboys ridin'on horse back Top that!the Mexicans all that Strike like a snake and attack like a bobcat Baby Bash]Hoea**niggaz ,there ain'tnothing worse They do it for panurch ,but I do it for the purse And I'mstill on the search ,sometime I go to church Seven deuce old school Cadillac with the skirts And I speak for motherf**kerson the couch and the flo'Cause a Mexican like my self is out for some dough But ya already know ,if you got big pelotas Anybody now a days ,might be the chotas A young Baby Beesh ,he don'tf**kwith police And all'beat the dog sh*tout your nephew and niece If they ever get the snitching ,yelling ,telling and singing I'macall the whole squad and some heads gone be ringing I'mD**eHouse stout ,f**ka set up and no hear though It'sreal talk ,real breath ,make it clear hoe!Carolyn Rodriguez]Throwyour hood up All my G'srepresent Turn up your deck D**eHouse click came to wreck SPM]Moneyand the power ,glass on the Prowler Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it Kill'aof the Hill'a,crawl like caterpillar Pour a fofoup in my grapes as for real'aThis for my gangstas ,fortyfivestainless Throw yo set up ,let me see your sound language Sell a crack rock ,steal a laptop Jack for a key and sell that b**chfor half off Rollin'with my comrades Buddy and we all blast ,everybody bought Lac'sEverybody got stacks ,some of us puff Black'sSome Newports Tap tap Too Short ,even chop New York If it ain'tscrewed up ,I don'twanna hear it!Lac on pancake ,while I'mpourin'up the syrup In the penagena,Hillwood Home represent'aof the rock ,inside a broken antenna Motherf**kerCoast]Ithrow my set rounds ,I been at ups and downs Anybody plays about it ,my lady has sounds Homie from the Nawf side ,and I'mall about Money mine paper chasing stack it up ,I gotta count mine Cause I Was ...raised in a broken home ,the groceries gone Momma snorting coke to the dome ,but hold the foam She left Coast alone ,I'mslowly grown And learned how to hold the chrome ,My hope is gone F**kbeing broke!C'monI'mfanna take ya to the spot where the homies roam We surely don't,take no sh*tfrom nobody So don'ttrip on nobody ,get a clip in to body huh This the gut of the ghetto ,Catholicism is in prison We been with our religion ,where I'mleaving We been a victim ,see we ain'tjust suspect here We leaving proof ,that there ain'tbeen no justice here My Lucky hood [Chorus]Luciano]Cameto wreck it huh!Look up in the sky ,is it a bird or a plane?Naw Superman is arrived here to save the damn day Fly than a pelican ,leanin'of medicine Johnny pay checks slash playa made Mexican There'smy introduction ,now let me start stunnin'Blue and yellow diamonds on teeth ,baby I'mbubblin'Up like crack ,Luck strike back Wreckin'all this mics got my money on stack Hold up ,come dust me off pass me the w**dsounds)aight Now mix me up some zip but baby don'tput too much Sprite I'matip stacka ,swang a big Lac'aWatchin'Andy Milonakis in my den on big plasma Addicted to Henne and that strip club sh*tTell them hoes of the jump I'mapimp you dumb b**ch!Send to wreck and get a check Turn up your deck ,this d**eWe iced up and priced up ,and crawling in Benzos Powda]Seventwenty fo'I be sacking them digits Cause I'mahustle till I die and I'min it to win it Making my paper independent ,got seven years in it D**eHouse platinum eyes ,ni**athat'swhen we finish Man it'sa dirty game but yet I shine so clean Ni**awhat ever you need and puff ,now holla at me Whether I'mhustlin on the side or I'mdroppin this verses I got a service for you hoes ,just watch me disperse it And I be hurtin 'emwhen I pull up in a big body They be following me ,stalking like the paparazzi So f**ka hater they just mad ,they can'tshine like me I got the fifteens ,ten inch reclined on screens And I'ma fine dime piece ,I be sharp as a crease Quick to get it poppin',like water in hot grease And it ain'tnothing new ,it'sjust the same old sh*tAnother day ,another dollar ,another case to catch Rasheed]Philly[Chorus]to South Park met him at Hillwood Graduate eightyeight,Htownwe still hood Remember me in the hustle town I let the MaryGoRoundput the hustle down If yous'a Jane user Throw your hands in the air on this track SPM is the producer With the laws standing on the roof Drop the flows in the booth And drop the top on the coupe Ain'tno stoppin'the dude My team making currency Got 'emscreaming D**eHouse up in Germany Rasheed number one soldado Puffin'on an avocado With my foot up on the throttle And a bottle of the Bourbon cause I swerve in the lowlowSolo ,fo sho',homies gettin'more dough Sleeping is for dreamers on the block like block Throw your hood up ,throw your hood up Let it drop!Grimm]ACadillac driver ,up and down the slab maine Cousin ,man is nothing but supreme in my gas tank Tippin'on the fast lane ,chuggin'on some top Grindin',shinnin',flight blindin'like a spot light Swangin'on them cops like Cuttie that'sGraimmie Yeah they might want us ,but they won'tget behind me Now I'mdoing ninety ,all gas no breaks F**kingwith your boy ,get your punk a**whole face Drop you like a d**ecase ,faster than a pony kick Ni**abeat your feet ,kick some rocks with that homie sh*tMost the time we loading clips Otherwise we holding chips Hittin'scores ,kickin'doors Pimpin'whores ,rollin'whips So we dip skunk and we slide to them Screw tapes Pistol in the waist line ,money in the suit case Drop it in a cool place Everything is gravity This is for streets ,cause my hood is my family Haha [Chorus]Quota]Youcan call me Mr .BreakaBrick ,take a trip Tape a thousand grams to the bumper ,Man and make it flip I'man interstate veteran ,pedal to the max I see the federal for my stash ,my Bereta on my lap Cause I'mastreet hustler ,twenty miles thousand just this summer Ever since the first day of June ,napping on a cama Got that Boomerang glow ,once I throw it in the pot Is coming right back I promise ,dawg I'mblowing up the spot Listen ,is only me I got a million dollar corner Feds tap my house phone and they still out of order I'mthe son of a preacher man ,momma knows I'mthuggin'And I should of been a chef the way I cook crack up your oven met Teachers taught us "justsay no",I had to hustle though Even that I stayed broke ,didn'twant to struggle so Buy half and eight ball ,hit the block runnin'Though the world was mine ,till I saw the cops coming And it'stoo late LowG]Myhomie died and the cops called it drug related I was standing right there when his mother fainted And I felt trapped ,cause I know I gotta choose fate I grabbed my nina and made that b**chloose weight Since eightyeightwith a nick in my tube I socks been a G since you was tryin'to do the moonwalk I'mfrom a place that they call Honduras Nothing fake about my life except my car insurance Bullet proof vest ,my jefa sense stress Nothing positive about me ,except my piss test I grew up in a house full of empty stomachs While other kids was at Mcdonald'sgetting twenty nuggets And I'mknown all across the ghettos Boy you think the f**kin'law ,so don'tpawn my huevos My chrome spits and I know to chase hoe clicks Nate at the club dancing with a glow sticks [Chorus]Throw your hood up All my G'srep ...[Paininterrupts chorus]]Carolyn!]Yeah what?]Uhm ...Los said he didn'twant a hook at the end of the song ]Oh you mean we'reat the end of the song?]Yeah ,everybody is already done their rap that'sThe whole D**eHouse family ]What you mean everybody?What about mine?]Girl you don'tknow how to rap ]Jaime ,you got me f**kedup!]Okay I'lllet you try ,But if Los doesn'tlike it I have to take you off ]Just tell me when to come ]in Right ...right ...now Carolyn Rodriguez]Iain'tgonna lie D**eHouse till I die With my niggaz in the studio ,chillin'getting high Rollin'up sweets ,breakin'this beat Sippin'on skurr and it'sslurin up my speech Comin'out the H ,where they bake cakes I ain'ttalkin bout the kind that your momma makes I need a little space ,Texas is the place Ya tu sabes homes ,I'marepresent my race New to the scene ,but not to the game Blowin'purple skunk and it'sf**kin'with my brain Tryin'to stack change ,up to the ceiling Looking out the window another neighborhood killin'When will they chill?I don'treally know Keeping my mind on a six double O Rims dripped in chrome ,and Benz dripped in Just paint can'tstop like a car with no brakes Okay!]Man you wrecked!]I told you foo

Guitar score
Dopehouse Fam

Artist: Baby Bash,South Park Mexican,Carolyn,Juan Gotti

Type：
Chord

Capo: 0

Key: Ab

Difficulty：

Tempo: 146

Time Signature: 4/4

Hot: 99
Creation time: 2023-04-25

Dopehouse Fam Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by Baby Bash,South Park Mexican,Carolyn,Juan Gotti. This guitar tab is in the key of Ab and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by Baby Bash,South Park Mexican,Carolyn,Juan Gotti at that time～

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Dopehouse Fam - Baby Bash,South Park Mexican,Carolyn,Juan Gotti

Guitar score Dopehouse Fam

Artist: Baby Bash,South Park Mexican,Carolyn,Juan Gotti Type： Chord Capo: 0 Key: Ab Difficulty： Tempo: 146 Time Signature: 4/4 Hot: 99 Creation time: 2023-04-25

Guitar score
Dopehouse Fam

Artist: Baby Bash,South Park Mexican,Carolyn,Juan Gotti

Type：
Chord

Capo: 0

Key: Ab

Difficulty：

Tempo: 146

Time Signature: 4/4

Hot: 99
Creation time: 2023-04-25