Dawgs 4 Life(bonus)
Yea, Yea
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dog,uh
My pop said your mom carried you
But you a reflection of me
That nigga's a gangsta fuck they expect me to be
In the flesh ima G
Ain't questioning shit,knew this was destined for me
Still alive it's a blessing to be
Couple homies died just hope they resting in peace
Married to the game by the powers that's vested in me
Jump and i'm liable to lift, leave you stretched in the streets
Sorry y'all, just exercising my freedom of speech
Don't judge me
I can not tell if they love me
Cause niggas reach out with arms but ain't hugging
Finger fucking this trigger, it's busting
Niggas say that I should rap more i just don't be feelin it
I been in the trap lord i'm thinkin bout drillin shit
I been way too paranoid,thoughts of niggas killing me
So we gon slide on all my motherfucking enemies
You can't fake the vibes or the energy
You are not my guy,not a friend of me
I'll commit suicide fore I ever let them limit me uh
Know that ima ride if you is with me
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs,uh
There's my dogs
Got a couple dogs but off the leash
I don't really like to walk with em
They gon mark they territory chase pussies and just bark at shit
Sorry mom won't do no 9 to 5 it's just the boss in me
Sacrifice the price she keep saying it's gon cost me,shit
Whatever happens,happens
I grind til i glide in a hellcat and call it the car pet
Oh i'm Aladdin
Need my chick to be my dawg too
Where is my Jasmine
Don't wait til i'm flossing in fashion
I know money be the cause of this madness
Cops catch us and just start target practice
When they see us the they see criminals
They won't do it, who gon fend for us
So you can still catch this full magazine, don't be a centerfold
Before you buy that bullshit
Read the small print or you get fooled by the advertisement
We gon die bout ours,hours, be gone any minute,so every second counting
They ain't ready for real
They ain't never been around it
That shit you pop as fly
That shit, we call grounded
Forever riding, they can lock us in the dog pound cause
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dog,uh
There's my dogs
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dog,uh
There's my dogs
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dog,uh
My pop said your mom carried you
But you a reflection of me
That nigga's a gangsta fuck they expect me to be
In the flesh ima G
Ain't questioning shit,knew this was destined for me
Still alive it's a blessing to be
Couple homies died just hope they resting in peace
Married to the game by the powers that's vested in me
Jump and i'm liable to lift, leave you stretched in the streets
Sorry y'all, just exercising my freedom of speech
Don't judge me
I can not tell if they love me
Cause niggas reach out with arms but ain't hugging
Finger fucking this trigger, it's busting
Niggas say that I should rap more i just don't be feelin it
I been in the trap lord i'm thinkin bout drillin shit
I been way too paranoid,thoughts of niggas killing me
So we gon slide on all my motherfucking enemies
You can't fake the vibes or the energy
You are not my guy,not a friend of me
I'll commit suicide fore I ever let them limit me uh
Know that ima ride if you is with me
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs,uh
There's my dogs
Got a couple dogs but off the leash
I don't really like to walk with em
They gon mark they territory chase pussies and just bark at shit
Sorry mom won't do no 9 to 5 it's just the boss in me
Sacrifice the price she keep saying it's gon cost me,shit
Whatever happens,happens
I grind til i glide in a hellcat and call it the car pet
Oh i'm Aladdin
Need my chick to be my dawg too
Where is my Jasmine
Don't wait til i'm flossing in fashion
I know money be the cause of this madness
Cops catch us and just start target practice
When they see us the they see criminals
They won't do it, who gon fend for us
So you can still catch this full magazine, don't be a centerfold
Before you buy that bullshit
Read the small print or you get fooled by the advertisement
We gon die bout ours,hours, be gone any minute,so every second counting
They ain't ready for real
They ain't never been around it
That shit you pop as fly
That shit, we call grounded
Forever riding, they can lock us in the dog pound cause
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dog,uh
There's my dogs
I'll rob and steal with you,dog,nigga,what
Ride til we die, on til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dog,uh
There's my dogs
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Writer(s): Sahir Perry
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