[Intro: Dout Gotcha]

Dout Gotcha

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Heat Holders R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G

[Verse 1: Pusha T]

A dope dealer's dream, a hundred keys, each of 'em for thirteen

Tax slow rollers sell it to my nigga dirt cheap

Fight Fed cases leave the courts in laughter

Then flee to Miami and live happily ever after

(Dope Man Dope Man)

Cook up let it drip dry

I'm sellin that one my hood poppin like a fish fry

You sellin that whip, why? not gettin a bitch high

Twenties goin for nicks whoa I'm killin the strip right?

My whole team eatin mean

We the re up gang ever solitare's clean

The trucks come late we hand in handin wit the fiends

Fresh out the zip lock yellow and blue make green

Fo sho' nigga got it for the low nigga

Keys like a lock smith open up ya door nigga

No english that my connect speaks

So you know damn well that Pusha "Got it 4 Cheap" illugh

[Hook: Dout Gotcha]

Dopeman Dopeman

(Yea that's me)

Dopeman Dopeman

(That's what I got)

Dopeman Dopeman

(I got what you niggas need)

Dopeman Dopeman

[Verse 2: Malice]

I'm Martha with the whip nigga whisking away

And cook it in that pot liking it tofee

Bon appetit see they eatin like souffl'e

And put that lighter to it now it's flambay

Hey look I'm french wit it pitch it to pinch hitters

They gon make summer time look like ghetto winter

Stash box in my who ride we ain't riding spinners

Had it like soup lines handin out free dinners

That was as beginners now the game flip

Like gold medalist thats how we peddle this shit

And ain't no drought time when you're the rain maker

Hit me for that re up nigga come and get ya cake up

Push it to that limit til it got off the handle

I touch more keys than Billie Joel's piano

Lawyers had connects went through proper channels

To keep us scott-free it was neva “book ‘em danno!”

[Hook]

[Vese 3: Dout Gotcha]

Gotcha

I keep 'em leanin like a kick stand

I'm in the kitchen wit a whip pan the hood callin me the

(Dopeman)

Knots look like tumors when its wrap wit the rubberbands

45, Glock shoe box got a hundred grand

I'm not gon stop even if the cops come

Wop after wop how you think I got the drop huh

Money long as Virginia Beach Blvd

All came from moving hard when we move it in 'em cars

Gotta smuther it wit a whole tub of lard

Shit mix on tugboats wit a ton of raw

Where y'all gettin money at we ain't heard of y'all

Get a case beat a case pop a case ain't nothing wrong

[Hook] 2X