Audio Dope lyrics - Curren$y

Aw naw, here your man go

With his same old songs 'bout Chevys and getting stoned

Meeting bitches in clubs and bringing them home

Cutting to the chase, don't even turn my flatscreen on

All around the world the same song

Cali bud strong, it's that love Faizon

So high, that my neighbors thought I moved out

Because your boy stay gone

Now tell me that I ain't got it and then keep a straight face, punk

Create that Elevator Musik and stay true to it

While you still trying to get your soul out the pawn shop, stupid

You lost your legs to that cookie cutter

The suits ain't letting you walk outta that deal, muhfucka

Potato chips, laid up, Frito, raise up

Got a couple bitches coming through to blaze up

They know where I'm at, they know what I do, they know I'm real rap

And I'm completely un-you, hold on, fool

And everything bad for a nigga nowadays so I drink a lot of water

Disgruntled rapper disorder, got a lot of MCs sneak dissing

Yeah, would've threw them slangs but I caught 'em

Be careful talking hella trash

I'll get that compacted to a handful and pitch it back at you

Take that monkey shit off, you embarrassing us, cuz

Put the game back in perspective

Niggas disrespecting it, suckas ain't protecting it

Just complaining about the state

And under the pressure they break

Turning into the very thing that they hate

Roll up, let it burn slow

Getting high, plotting on downing these turncoats

Audio dope, and we can make crack like this

Practice, we talking 'bout practice?

For what? I can do it in my sleep

Homeboy, I ain't been out my bed since '93

Audio dope, and we can make crack like this

Practice, we talking 'bout practice?

For what? I can do it in my sleep

Homeboy, I ain't been out my bed since '93

Audio dope, and we can make crack like this