Witchdoctor

The Ancient Sahore

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(lady talking)No matter how advanced medical technology becomesmany people still believe in the ancient healing arts*fades out*Verse 1:I had a dream I came up on a keyBusted it down, nic`ed it all up and brought back forty G`zWe put a big trap on the mapTalkin` in code in case "twelve" got the phones tappedWe got down wit niggas wit all types of skillsFrom gun runnin`, cookin` dope, stolen wheelsThat cheese was comin` in wit a grinWe all up in the club, straight to spendAnd `bout a hundred sippin` Mo`Didn`t know that cooked swine tasted that same but just cost more dollarsLet my nigga`s ride my ImpalaLet`s see if these hoes gone choose me Without thinkin about dollarsHad a dream them keys cost a half a mil.Moved away, found a bitch and a cribNow I feel like God, talkin like a man whose face had the scarUgh, We all know who you areIf I only had twelve dollars i`d still feel like a starI tried to stay up in my bankin`, listen close to this dreamDont run off and smoke no dank-inI dont use cocaine but in this dream I was totin`Got ta` scrappin` at the club and went ta` shootin`Blood runnin down my nose, caught that nigga who swung on mePointed my gun and he froze, He said: (it wasnt me, it wasnt me!!!)Ugh, It was you, pulled the trigger he was through(chorus)Sahore, Sahore Sahore, Feel the doctor cure-ure-ure(Feel the doctor cure)Sahore, Sahore, Sahore, Fell the doctor cure-ure-ure-ure-ure-ure-ureVerse 2:Months later got rid of that bitchBut she wasn`t no crook, got rid of her cause she couldn`t fuckin cookI`m from the south so you know I cuss a hoe outI had to tell another hoe to straight roll outMy outlook on female burned that summerThought every bitch was a hoe but my mommaThe dope game got strange within secondsAnd as the third day, done ran off wit my other packageI gotta do him when I see him, Aint gone ask no questions, just gone draw out and bust itAnd wit this sixteen shot BarettaWit my initials E.J. ingraved in big ol` muthafuckin lettersLearn, you can have money and not be at peace wit yo` selfNow-a-dayz you gotta watch every muthafuckin` stepEvery move is costly, see in this drug game any muthafucka out here can croosme I told myself I gotta retire wit this eighty G stashBut I had a lust for makin` cashA lil bit more then what I need, I think they call that shit greed, as IproceedI`m southern po` nigga, but in this dream I was a fiend for cashFancy clothes had my assWas my own clan gittin` shady? Buckets, Team , Buffy, do they wanna stuff me?Livin` wit a gun, never livin` at ease, almost everybody `round that streetsleezYou lucky if u make it out aliveAsk that nigga that been robbed before and didn`t dieAnd that dream about them key, the police one day gone hollar freeze(chorus)Straight from the southwest S.W.A.T.sY`all niggas dont know what`s in these, yeahCollage, Collage Park, E-PatLike dis here, yeah (ahhh)We gone do dis here like dis here wit it, yeah

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