Mi Dawgz

Somali Boy, Somali Boy, Somali Boy
Yard Man

From the horn of
From the horn of Mama Africa
Ten10

Mogadishu
Mogadishu
Block Man
Mogadishu

That's why mi may have mi dawg them around me
Fully laced and we standing proudly
And protest for the mass shooting
Mi a hear about everyday lately

Yo
We fully strapped with D A5 Browning
Dem have gun we have gun same thing
Mi give joke but mi nu laugh
Mi nu skin teeth caz dawg ano plaything

Crazy world we live ina
Ain't no place fi beginner,
Tek yuh 3 point and nyam yuh dinner
Dawg eat dawg everybody is a killer

Up d hill wid a rolling stone,
Count hay with a fine teeth comb
D country weh we a dead fa
A not even we own

I was locked in the dawg pound
Make it to harder to bark now

Broke my jaw when I locked down
Make it harder to talk now

Use to sleep on da park ground
Had a cup of the dark brown

You want heat they got six rounds
I'm in the hood making pitt sounds
You in da hood making bitch sounds

And I ain't finna die
I got money on my mind
When they see you on the grind
Think it's time to euthanize

Can't put me down
So dey sleep they sleep with my wife
Look me in eye to see a grown man cry

With a nick nack patty wack
Give a dawg a bone
Homies in the patty wagon
Still ain't coming home
You ain't never had shit
No you not alone
Me and dawgz finna die for what we own

(Bark)

We'll kill
We'll steal
For a house on the hill
And a couple hundred mill
And a black Coupe De Ville
Pull up on some clown shit
We serving Happy Meals

(Growl)

Putting ya food on the plate
Put ya soul in a crate
Red hat say "Make America Great"
Black people still ain't seen mule or ac

And I can't even vibe with your cancerous lies
Tryna change the color of my skin and my eyes
Tryna block me out placing bids on the side
Now we buying up property and screaming Black Lives

White bigots hide kids and wife
Black youth building dem bizzness outside

Black banks making money multiple
It's Juneteenth finna take back minez

That's why mi may have mi dawg them around me
Fully laced and we standing proudly
And protest for the mass shooting
Mi a hear about everyday lately

Yo
We fully strapped with D A5 Browning
Dem have gun we have gun same thing
Mi give joke but mi nu laugh
Mi nu skin teeth caz dawg ano plaything

Crazy world we live ina
Ain't no place fi beginner,
Tek yuh 3 point and nyam yuh dinner
Dawg eat dawg everybody is a killer

Up d hill wid a rolling stone,
Count hay with a fine teeth comb
D country weh we a dead fa
A not even we own

In the hood said it on site
Boxed in like a dawg fight

Only strength in the bloodline
Tryna make a couple bones
Like a muthafuckin' K-9

Purebred like a pedigree
Not check or credit ting

Police like the referees
If the pigs don't eat
Then they don't see anything

Slumdawg I'm on all fours
Caged in by the slumlords
DC I'm from 8th ward
Where go to Feds
Ain't no muthafuckin' state court

That's why I'm praying for these young boys
Fuck they say to these young boys

This ain't a game for these young boys
Said the good die young
Ain't no good in this gang war

This old man played with guns (Talk to em)
He got drunk showed his son (Talk to em)
They hit licks paper come (Come on now)
Niggas eating on the run (Talk to em)

But who get caught the dumb ass son (Talk to em)
And he six nined on everyone (Talk to em)
It ain't his fault the boy was young (Big facts, Big Facts)
The movie when they see us (Ay talk to em)

Said it different when your born poor
Like fuck am I alive for

Wish my father would have tried more
If I wasn't so ashamed
Look my mother in the eye more

But you gotta let dawg roam
If you don't he'll die lone

Wise up boy you full grown
Keep barking in them streetz
You gon end up on tombstone

That's why mi may have mi dawg them around me
Fully laced and we standing proudly
And protest for the mass shooting
Mi a hear about everyday lately

Yo
We fully strapped with D A5 Browning
Dem have gun we have gun same thing
Mi give joke but mi nu laugh
Mi nu skin teeth caz dawg ano plaything

Crazy world we live ina
Ain't no place fi beginner,
Tek yuh 3 point and nyam yuh dinner
Dawg eat dawg everybody is a killer

Up d hill wid a rolling stone,
Count hay with a fine teeth comb
D country weh we a dead fa
A not even we own

Freeworld

Yo wats going on Ab
This Jay bro

This Redkup
Aye I'm locked over here at Chesapeake City Jail
In Chesapeake Virginia

If you can call any bondsman
That can get me out tonight
For less than fifteenth percent or so

If you got the bread
I can pay you back on
Friday

I get paid on Friday
Like I said this Redkup
I'm locked up in Chesapeake Virginia
At Chesapeake City Jail

Bro
If you can make
If you can make what happened
Dat you did last time
Make it happen for me bro
Like I said I get paid on Friday
Gone

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Writer(s): Abdisomal Hashi
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