Dope music video by Tyga x Rick Ross

Part Vietnamese rapper Tyga teams up with Rick Ross in his latest music video “Dope”. Tyga takes the cops on a wild high speed car chase. With his partner in crime Rick Ross, they drop bars together in a huge mansion. They got dope sh*t throughout the place. The source of money won’t dry up the way Tyga drives in the police pursuit. The duo keeps it street in their drive for top notch gear. You can download the song on or amazon.

Listen to more Tyga: Do My Dance, Joy and Pain, Dirty Bass, Sex 101, Faded, Rack City, Rack City Remix, Heisman, Heisman Part 2, Make It Nasty, Lap Dance, Far Away, and Hypnotized.

Dope music video by Tyga x Rick Ross (contains explicit lyrics)

Lyrics to Dope by Tyga x Rick Ross

[Verse 1: Tyga]

T-raw rock my own kick game

8 figure deal figure how I’m courtside at clip game

Still pop ace king shit I’m with rozay

Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ

OK the day you beating me b*tch no day

Bandz a make her dance that’s thousand dollar foreplay

AK get a full clip not a soundwave

You kissed her in her mouth, ask her how my d*ck taste

Btch ngga you don’t want no drama im worth a couple commas

It’s death before dishonor

Last king come sign up all my sh*t be disgner

Extroardinary rhymer I bodied yo’ sh*t for nothin’

Wes, west up, hot temper

Get wet up she give me head not neck up

She clean the mess up

One false move death from gesture

Cash in the safe I don’t feel no pressure

[Hook] x2

I’m dope

(All) all my sh*t dooe

(All) all my sh*t dope

Cuz it’s 187 how I killing these hoes

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Sh*t

She fuck hermes and the hustle

Crown on the watch she got n*ggas still thuggin’

8.7 on the crib so f*ck it

Went gold in a month so it ain’t no budget

New chains, rollex links

New chick just to drag my mink

New car just to ride around here

Aviator crew we flyest ’round here

Hating on hood n*ggas dying ’round here

Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard

Cars rockstar dope boys at odds

I done seen it all but it’s back to these broads’

Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium

Million dollar chain but I’m rocking 8 of ‘em

I see you sleeping boy don’t make me pick your label up

Scottie Pipen on the dribble I just laid ‘em up

Another triple got me tripping like it’s angel dust

We just winning all the women in my table ah

Say my name say my name n*gga say my name

100 million dollar ngga, ngga say my name

[Hook] x2

I’m dope

(All) all my sh*t dooe

(All) all my sh*t dope

Cuz it’s 187 how I killing these hoes

[Verse 3: Tyga]

Chief rocka, pill popper

Tell them pull them things out cause my car topless

Off topic, get on top it wish us some absence

So sincere in her belly, that’s the nah sh*t

King announcing that gangsta sh*t we mobbin’

We taking your dollars creflo no white collar

I (pop pop) wish a n*gga would call thomas

B*tch I’m the bomb call me the unabomber

Money in my game I’m driving sh*t that’s insane

You niggas stay in your lane no playing ain’t nothing changed

Pardon this good regime, I make your girl david blaine

Murder was the case all the kids say that nigga T-raw

[Hook] x2

I’m dope

(All) all my sh*t dooe

(All) all my sh*t dope

Cuz it’s 187 how I killing these hoes

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