Lyrics:
my hardships is real life yea yea
I would've said drama don't do it, I would've said drama don't do it
They said my young nigga he was booted
it a sin?
What a crazy world we're livin' in
Now, the old man never talks to me, and when he does, it's moan
Wash your face, it looks a disgrace, oh,
away the love that you gave to me
I️ know you you know I️ believe
Love is a drug and it's what we all fiend
Ima dog but don't give me a tight leash
understands
punishment, politics,
the taste of your spit.
Pull him by the hair
and hang him from it.
I am not your friend.
I won't tell you again
I know
the curb cuff leaking kicking it wit pop's
Out back up in the Lincoln tricking on my
Baby mom's now I'm dead stinking he smacked me in
The back of the head
hand
The key to a brand new life, for those who have a shilling or two
And been compelled by the product
And intrigued, about what it can do for you
a victim
By any means me and woody we got to get it
If the op try to run send the doebermens to get em
Wanted to move out I got kicked out but now I feel
tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language, it's the beating she don't need
She lets loose all the horses when the corporal is asleep
And he
getting teased by the haters
Convinced it'll change if he makes a little paper
Runs with the jocks but he finds them too bossy
Chills with the nerds but he
friends
Clear the block out when we spin
If I don't get them all we spin again
Stomp him in if he talk reckless
Took his chain and left him neckless
And I
I’m with the shit, I be so lit watch this, I’m high again
Big dog in this bitch, no leash (No leash)
In the hall with my dog and a piece (With a piece)
Keep the planet spinnin' on it's axis
How is he so hood? How can you ask this?
I guess you can say I put in practice
On the strip, under lights, now
The tacticians, hearts of stone
They turn us against our brothers
Make us fight and kill each other
Locked in lust we put our trust in dogs
Here we are again
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
them pins and needles dog I voodoo it
Who do it? I done done it again
Started off with no plan
Always around grass like the
Grazing of cattle
Getting
from
He take a xan, he gon' do it if I tell him too
You kill my dog, I'll kill you before they tell on you
Plug say it's kind of ugly on a bale or two
and fast
Then he played a little blues and he played a little jazz
Just to show them he could do it all
CHORUS
Well, he tuned up the fiddle and he
hungry,
Don't wanna die like a little dog.
Gonna take what I can get,
I'm the monkey man,
With the great, great monkey plan.
It's crazy, crazy, little man,
that bullshit you put me through a couple months back
That wasn't right, call the cops on me, and told them I had it like
"Yeah, pop the trunk, he got
I just didn't let it bother me
Got that call when my big bro died
You don't know how bad it bothered me
Even if touch that M without you, dog
It
going to leave them things and you
That will be the end of you
To me that's a start dog
Shyt
Hell yeah I got it locked dog
Da streets pay good
So I'm
ugly, it’s acquired taste
My hams greens with the eggs and steak
I max out on my dog
I’m scamming unemployment out
In several states
I drive stick, I
some silk, some panties and blunts
A mannequin doll that I'm practicing on
Set fire to her family
Welcome to Amity
Damn it he's
Back up again
Worse than
on my hip in the trunk it's a carbon
On again yea I'm on again
She didn't want to fuck so we can't talk don't hit my phone again
Pure bread dog I'm just
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