Dope House (feat. Jadakiss)

My nigga if you ain't coppin' you ain't got no business around the fucking spot
 Fuck you hangin 'round the trap for?
 Booking on the interstate I'm bailing with them bricks
 Cooking with the flour, hit me if you need the fish
 Bottom of the ninth, choppers loaded, that's the ball game
 Pussy you a target and I barely ever miss
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 No degrees but did my thing in culinary
 Either that or could've hit them courts and hoop
 Creep up on them with them hammers we gon nail em
 Keep my pistols smoking like some Campbell soup
 D.A tried to lock me up for child abuse cause I was whippin' babies
 In the daycare, and pushed em off the stoop
 Chopper with the scope, tell them niggas merry Christmas
 But it won't be Santa Claus niggas sending through your roof
 Catch a nigga hanging round the trap, he need to buy something
 I'mma do the chicken dance with Flocka when them pies come
 Pull up to the dock and park the fee up on the boat
 Pussy nigga, guarantee less than a key will get you smoked
 When that money come in, you and some your niggas fall out
 Hate it when you pull up to the venue with them cars out
 All my diamonds blue, my jeweler got me on some LOC shit
 And them killers with me down to shoot, ain't with no ho shit
 Booking on the interstate I'm bailing with them bricks
 Cooking with the flour, hit me if you need the fish
 Bottom of the ninth, choppers loaded, that's the ball game
 Pussy you a target and I barely ever miss
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Yeah, fuck up out my dope house, where them niggas came from
 [?] Jada, where you think I got the name from
 Raised round the junkies, where you think I got my game from
 Soon as the love stop, that's when the pain come
 We ain't selling bundles either, we just moving big shit
 Try to disappear with some work, get your wig split
 You can try to find a vein or you can sniff shit
 Get it on the arm then I need a little interest
 Naw you can't live with us, we don't want no visitors
 People call us drug dealers, I say we distributors
 Haters gone hate cause we keep making em sick of us
 Keep making it hot, they gone think about evicting us
 Booking on the interstate I'm bailing with them bricks
 Cooking with the flour, hit me if you need the fish
 Bottom of the ninth, choppers loaded, that's the ball game
 Pussy you a target and I barely ever miss
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house
 Fuck up out my dope house