Real Dope Boy

By Gucci Mane

On King Gucci

Released on May 20, 2015

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[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

Real dope boy whip hard chicken with the egg beater

Bricks ain't stamped boy trick em with the eagles

No lettuce in my bank but real monefa

Smoking up the pound, boy OG Reefer

The judge say I got a real dope boy description

All in the courtroom, on the mud sipping

8 in the morning, on the molly nigga tripping

D boy shit, young nigga double clipping

On the road, we’re street finessing and juuging, oh


[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]

Gucci prints for all my children, oh

Big Guwop one dope ass nigga

Pour mud up and sipped up nigga

[?] chain, he must be doped up nigga

I’m no sleep gang, why you ain't up my nigga

Unload the truck my nigga, just caught me a duck

Call up, in New York, trust a dope boy’s script all on my [?]

I’m a real dope boy, so you know what’s up

Gucci and Scooter on my side with the U-Haul truck

We ain’t moving nobody, we bout to move some bucks

We ain’t moving nobody, bout to move some bucks

Count up, count up


[Chorus: Young Scooter]

Real Dope Boys, Real Dope Boys

Black Amigo Gang Brick Squad Real Dope Boys, (BMG)

Real Dope Boys, Real Dope Boys

Money Pounds Ammunition, Means you a Dope Boy

Real Dope Boy, Real Dope Boy

Don’t touch that pot if you can’t whip that Dope, Boy

Real Dope Boy, (whip that dope) Real Dope Boy

Never seen a brick, thats means you ain’t no dope boy


[Verse 2: Young Scooter]

26 by 12 inch rims, if 12 pulls up, let’s do it

Your dope it jump out the gym

But my dope it might break the rim

We don’t use a fork, you know Spook, he might shake the pot

Hundred thousand cappin' and I ain’t have to cook a fuckin' rock

Dope boy Certified, I put work on any block

In the drought we satisfy, listen, you could learn a lot

Gambling on the road, road running, I done lost a lot

I Wiz Khalifa bricks, Tailor them, I got a remix shop

You ain’t no dope boy, you ain’t got no dope boy

My partner Longway, a real dope boy

You claim to be a boss, you a ho boy

Every day of the year I got dope boy


[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

Real dope boy whip hard chicken with the egg beater

Bricks ain't stamped boy trick em with the eagles

No lettuce in my bank but real monefa

Smoking up the pound, boy OG Reefer

The judge say I got a real dope boy description

All in the courtroom, on the mud sipping

8 in the morning, on the molly nigga tripping

D boy shit, young nigga double clipping

On the road, we’re street finessing and juuging, oh


[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]

I like my dope Peruvian, all my niggas shooting

I ball but I ain’t hooping, you can call me Mark Cuban

My earrings is a movie, my watch is filled with rubies

My niggas stick together, getting this money like we Jewish

She almost got the ring, but I ain’t finna do it

I cut her from the team, she had a check, she blew it

I like my hoes exotic, I like my shoes exclusive

I’m pouring fours now but I used to pour deuces

I throw grenades now but I used to shoot Uzis

I'm riding in a four four two on deuces

I’m back making old school trap boy music

It’s Gucci Mane & Scooter so the work can’t lose it


[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

Real dope boy whip hard chicken with the egg beater

Bricks ain't stamped boy trick em with the eagles

No lettuce in my bank but real monefa

Smoking up the pound, boy OG Reefer

The judge say I got a real dope boy description

All in the courtroom, on the mud sipping

8 in the morning, on the molly nigga tripping

D boy shit, young nigga double clipping

On the road, we’re street finessing and juuging, oh