Monday, October 31, 2011

Dj Noodles Lyrics - Cant You Tell lyrics

Cant You Tell lyrics (Lyrics)



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Album:Dj Noodles Lyrics
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Cant you tell that I came from the dope game? [x10]

(Yeah)
Dope game raised me (raised me)
Ive been gettin money since the 80s (80s)
While Mamma was tryin to tame me
I was makin sure some fool paid me (paid me)
While rap guys tell fiction
Im in the courtroom beatin the conviction
I play hard in Detroit like a Piston (what else?)
My weed bags be chunky, call it Lipton
(Lipton?) Lipton, homie what it be like
Sit the pot in the ice so it freeze right
Take the cookie out, put it on the bounty
Im from the go-game, homie Kings County (what else?)
Master criminal activity
Flatness squeeze, *clack* *clack* willingly
Credit card scams, I bust checks on em
Anything to get green like the Jets on em

Cant you tell that I came from the dope game? [x4]

I swing bars like dope, blow (blow)
My 16s be the Os, my flow be the coke (coke)
Money aint green even though I got soap (sheeet)
The trap house lookin like a ski slope (damn)
Money (what?) that is my wife
Put a ring on my wallet and guard it with my life (with my life)
You see the coup, the products in the muffler
Call me Larry Flynt, Jack Im a hustler (ah hah hah hah)
When it comes to this shit Im a monster (what?)
And when it comes to this shit you win an Oscar (Oscar)
Welch ass nigga yous a simp (simp)
Me, Im a pimp, legs fine but I limp (limp)
Got caine, candy red rain (what?)
Dig on Beyonce, I settle for Celine (yeah)
Cash heavy gotta move it with a crane (crane)
My bread crazy, bank account insane (yeah)

Cant you tell that I came from the dope game? [x4]

When Trazz on the track its certified crack (uh)
Baggie hit the streets you can watch your money stack (stack)
Raps like the crack game, now Im in a trap (trap)
Pay me 30 stacks, see your money double back (uh)
My 16s come out dopin in Codeine (what?)
Want first from Trazz, get your biggin in protein (yeah)
You s a D-boy, beats I destroy
Flick my style and watch the pockets key Lloyd
Whether rap or crack all the same (same)
Heroin flow, got it runnin through my veins (veins)
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Stay in my post while they fiend for a dose (dose)
And see my product travel all the way down the coast (ooh)
Its like a virus, they got to try this
I love the green youd swear I was Irish (Irish)
I write my bars and sell them by the jars (jars)
The fiends here cant get enough, like El da Barge, know why?

Cant you tell that I came from the dope game? [x4]

Now you can A-Town stomp or you can rock away
But when I was hustlin I never gave a rock away
They say St. Louis raised me, certified 80s baby
Been through a lot of shit for months, like a pregnant lady
All I remember is Crip and Blood emphasis
Some niggas made it out but others we remember them
But on the better I know we all gettin money now
My past was no jok e but everything funny now
Im talkin stress-free Bentley is Nestle
Mr. What-the-hook-goin-be (move her Lee,) thats me
Spendin all money, sometimes on your honey
Takin turns for me, she makin that to-go money
Im glad Im smart enough not to do a lot of stuff
Never had to prove that the young dude was hard enough
Even though I came from the city where I came from
Moves made all around me but I aint sayin nothin

Cant you tell that I came from the dope game? [x4]

Cant you tell that I came from the dope game
150 grams of soda mixed with Cocaine
The Iron Chef, I whip it up in Hells Kitchen (tell em)
Shit its all in the wrist, boy Im nice with it (hah)
Get a coffee pot hot, drop some ice in it
Take it out, chop it down, put a price with it (yeah)
Frank Lucas had the blue magic
Im your freeway Rick, I move traffic
Im a hustler baby, things tryin talk me down
Im like fuck, you pay me
Funds got bigger, guns got bigger< br>The block got dry then we robbin em dillas (chyeah)
When they come through, then we at it again
Cookin pies, do or die, but we at it to win
Got goons thatll bust, tell em where and when
Wide city dope boy, I got money to spend motherfucker

Cant you tell that I came from the dope game? [x9]


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