Lyrics:
Dobi dob dob dobi dob dob do
Dobi dob dob dobi dob dob do
Ska vi gå in till mig och ta en kopp choklad (choklad, choklad, choklad)
Eller ska vi gå
Australia, Don't dob in yu neighbour
It's not what this great nation stands for
Yeah it's time to do our bit
But it ain't like us to snitch
language to that look that's in yo eyes
Telling me yo birthday suit is something that I gotta see
So we about to celebrate in here like it's somebody
D.O.B
your drugs and cock 'cause she's a rattatatat
Dob the thugs in to the cops, yeah you know what we call that
What's her name? just known as that scat hood
What's ya DOB?" airplane nigga like BOB
I'm a boss ass nigga, no JOB (No what?)
You be startin' shit, never POP
Send shout's to my niggas in the POD
Fly
or a lighta(lighter)
And listen to a young rida(rider)
On the side of Pimp double tril
Make you lighter than a feather in yo DOB hat
Bitch now listen can you solve that
and wouldn’t dob a way in
Wanna proper nice beat, while i sip, drink it neat, wanna skank on my feet
Bang this on repeat It’s the sound of the street, nobody
I think it should be up to everyone to take care
You know
Er
But people are so irresponsible
That in the end you need the government to push for it
strong protection, the “godfathers” are still free
Charges never reach them, no one dares to dob them in
Police and media are tied
They’re all part
money from a mate lending it
So shot Dobs you the man for investing in
This expensive shit and I'm blessed with this
So my test with a pen I'll be
alles mist?
Wenn du nicht besoffen bist
Es ist schon kurz vor bier
Ach fuck ich hab schon vier
Auf in die Sauftrikots
Und die Party geht erst richtig los
Yo punk...
I was hot as 97 in '73
D.O.B. my pedigree multiple felonies see
You spit phlegm I spit fumes
Across the ruins of kiosks hoverin'
lena mhuintir go bhfuil brón ar an Rí is ceo dubh ar a intinn!
ARD-RÍ NA hÉIREANN
Maraíodh inniu mo chú. Dob' fhearr a bhí in Éirinn. Ba chara dhom, is
a damn
You see me strutting in my dob
I'm looking so playa in a throwback
With a black Lac
Grab a gat where the haters at
Time to push back
Like I'm Fat
this bitch
Couple choppas, D.O.B.S up in the whip
I'm asking where he from? He chuck a 3 he getting hit
Silly got no get back, then niggas never slid
How
I.G. find em' then we pulling up
Tell Melvina pray for me, Rosemarie I need a hug
Alias and D.O.B's send em' in we'll look em' up
Nigga you ain't gon' do
bank account
Or whatever four digit numbers on the DOB
Can you see in me whats inside of me
So you got my attention when you popped out a coffin
Never
(Oh, oh) yeah, the OG
Master of Pain, Cult Leader
(Oh, oh) ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, eoh
(Oh, oh) yeah
DOB
(Oh, oh) deep in the game
Yeah, eoh
Tu
me Dobs
You fi leff it in the past and start move up in di ranks
But if a one thing me glad say Jah Jah don’t mek mi feeble
Nuh turn to nuh drugs
sweep but the problem won't drop
leave a bullet in your head
Dob myself to the cops
I'm laid back
Want my life cruising in the lowest gear
Will Make
a shot like Jell-O
Well I think I'm Zoe
We on Melrose tripping, buying everything
Dre big tripping in the Scat
He in every lane
DOBs, SSNs, we got every
it’s all done
Find another never run though dob
Have a couple fun times in the sun dough
LiL fun though
Wit a baddie
On the beach what you need this
The desert eagles poppin like they bottles on my birthday
architect, D.O.B, gods of the darkest set
We built this
Who taught you how to kill?
It was our
I'm popping this piece
Yeah i got the fulls with the DOB
SSN two tone on me
Get a gift card and you know its green
I'm popping this piece
Scamming
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