Lyrics:
(skrrt, skrrt)
Throw some ten on, get some red (yeah), drink some Mad Dog (some Mad Dog)
Richer than I ever been (woo), I don't wanna know no cost (know
I communicate in commas, it's a bag talk
Arguing about hoes, call that fag talk
Hoes tryna get me lit off 1800, and some mad dog
If I'm out there
How You stagnant
Like pick up the pace
reason I'm alive
I struggled through pain
Gotta get out the city
Before I end up like Kane
Like why you mad dog
with that extra sag
Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass
Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck
And my status been a classic I stay
from my set, check my rep I'm a vet
Ex-felon, never tellin' represent it to death
Pack my flag, wear khakis with that extra sag
Mad dog in every last
A wide open hooka ho'
Mad dog cuz I'm lookin on
Cuz it ain't no bitch in me
Picture any nigga disrespectin when
He mention me
This could be the start
on my chest mad dog, King Kong
Here's another verse from the dirt that came first
We coming at ya hard from the ghetto to the surf
I be putting in
With the Mad Dog, nigga, out here runnin' things
Dump on that ass if you fuck with my business
Stop Pop, and drop all of you witness
Glocks lock,
bitch, try sniffing it
sending I hit it smells so aromatic
smoking out the room, sorry homie its a fucking habit
Mad dog off the leash, I don't be
bitch, try sniffing it
sending I hit it smells so aromatic
smoking out the room, sorry homie its a fucking habit
Mad dog off the leash, I don't be
fault) that I wanted to grow up
Sell drugs, smoke blunts, drink Mad Dog and fuck
Wanted a windbreaker and some Eastbay kicks
Wanted the perm like DJ
seeds, where the liquor at?
Mad Dog 20/20, kept a nigga loose
Murder was the case except a niggas taste the gin and juice
Cause then we gon' be riding
Jam master, rap master, brother in law
Flip thru mad flicks dog, plus ya cuzzin is raw
You around women, who head tight and rock linen
Dress casual,
Uh-huh
Yeah
One two, one two
Smokin blunts
Mad Dog 20/20
We gonna get funky
I grab the forty rip off the skirt
Guzzle it, grab the mic
on the trampoline
Trippin off that purple haze, tryin get it off
Gotta find a junkie
At the bottom mad dog
All fights was crowd fights, coming up in the streets
out at the championship
Big chips, big trips, new fits, my money clip
Full of green cheese, my other pocket got green weed
Rap niggas, we different
the cutlass checkin doe
So so ghetto Dub let's rep the boat
Ball griddy but a crew a hog's wit me
And V.I.P. yo from mad dog 20/20
Dub C. chunkin up
football fan
I flipped a mad dog and a Japanese man
A double bunk bed a 40 to the head
Now get up and watch me rap to cornbread hey
Hey I hear ya
Yo
do shit but my math dawg
I was running mad hard trying to get my bags off
Tuesdays and Thursdays we used to run from mad dog
Guess how many times me
are you mad dog you hating you wack go smoke you a blunt go and take you a nap
I pull up no swisher I roll up I smoke um them pistols I hold um I tote
to mad dog
Aye nigga
Iss yu mad or nah
I put da drip on these shoes
These ain't store bought
the game like a bad boss
Driving a coupe like a mad dog
I'm in a bando Put a referendum
Bitches come and go
I got my damn hoes
You can't tackle I'm
on the mic
Whats your plans for the night?
Mad dog on analog
Don't mean to brag but my squad got catalogs
Alcohol mixed with medicine help a nigga swing
urines lookin yellow
Hatred embedded
From the bowels
With a growl
Up out the kennel
It's the mad dog
Foamin at the mouth
Screamin fuck yo couch
Let's get
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