Big Dog Raps
I be talkin' all facts in these big dog raps
So dope that it might go federal
A nigga been about that
If we talkin' bout wax, so hot that it just might melt you
I ain't got a lot of time in my schedule
So don't be wastin' mine cuz it's special
These are visionary rhymes, I'm ahead you
Playin' catchup, but in hindsight, yes you
Probably thought you had the best move
Got them off they square games, checkers, these chess moves
I'm just playin' with the hand I was dealt too
Year two, but I move how the vets do
My shit official as a ref suit
I shoot it, I swish, make the net move
I pull my weight like the rec room
OG kush greener than a Jets crew
Laid low, came back with a competition
Got the yellow tape for the opposition
Real nigga I remain, won't lie to kick it
Ya'll pop more shit than the politicians
Ya'll niggas all cap, no keyboard
Hot Mac motherfucka like laptops
Bitch I'm blowin' up like I'm C4
I ran my city like Track Squad
Cuz the flow is like a present
They respect it like a president
A fuckin' urban legend like Sasquatch
Swear this shit a hidden treasure
Cuz I spit it with a message
And I do it with no effort, bitch, I'm that hot
Family all that matters like the Winslow's
Keep your head up when your wins low
Don't sleep when you up, that's a window
Kush clouds got it foggin' up the windows
Now tell me who want smoke?
Nobody, nobody
You can leave me on the track with four niggas, four bodies
Heartbreak kid, turnin' down your dream
Hoe prolly, I don't trust shit
I never let a thing go by me, nigga naw
So dope that it might go federal
A nigga been about that
If we talkin' bout wax, so hot that it just might melt you
I ain't got a lot of time in my schedule
So don't be wastin' mine cuz it's special
These are visionary rhymes, I'm ahead you
Playin' catchup, but in hindsight, yes you
Probably thought you had the best move
Got them off they square games, checkers, these chess moves
I'm just playin' with the hand I was dealt too
Year two, but I move how the vets do
My shit official as a ref suit
I shoot it, I swish, make the net move
I pull my weight like the rec room
OG kush greener than a Jets crew
Laid low, came back with a competition
Got the yellow tape for the opposition
Real nigga I remain, won't lie to kick it
Ya'll pop more shit than the politicians
Ya'll niggas all cap, no keyboard
Hot Mac motherfucka like laptops
Bitch I'm blowin' up like I'm C4
I ran my city like Track Squad
Cuz the flow is like a present
They respect it like a president
A fuckin' urban legend like Sasquatch
Swear this shit a hidden treasure
Cuz I spit it with a message
And I do it with no effort, bitch, I'm that hot
Family all that matters like the Winslow's
Keep your head up when your wins low
Don't sleep when you up, that's a window
Kush clouds got it foggin' up the windows
Now tell me who want smoke?
Nobody, nobody
You can leave me on the track with four niggas, four bodies
Heartbreak kid, turnin' down your dream
Hoe prolly, I don't trust shit
I never let a thing go by me, nigga naw
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Writer(s): Stephan Warren
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