Lyrics:
that one day
You don't have one, bitch
When the sun's out, their guns' out
By sundown hear the gun sounds
They shoot-around like practice
But y'all know
tarnished
It's every man for himself when
It's dogs or feds and there was both and now
My nigga's on the ropes
And every nigga better hope that we get away
We
Operate and charter stone hearts
Out of gargoyles
Ditto on the guard dogs, ruff!
This is not behavior distorted by
The presence of other personage
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[Petey]
Man holla at ya dog
Petey Petey hey why'all hey why'all
Carolina bird dog, still got my shirt off
Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing
Some of 'em lie about the shit they got and what they do on the block
Some of 'em lie about the guns they pop
But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
You ever get to the point where you so frustrated
You ready to give up?
You ready to end it all?
Don't do it dog, word up
I don't care if you
Back at'cha
How we do
Primo, Jigga-man
History in the making
Let's go
Uhh, uh huh uh uhh
Uh huh uh uhh, uhh
I spit the murder, murder,
Back at'cha
How we do
Primo, Jigga-Man
History in the making
Let's go
Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH
Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh
I spit the murder-murder-murderous
guys
And so you ask about the god DO
I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch
You think not I'm respected and feared around here
And so I must
anything by ear
I made up tunes on the sounds
That I used to hear"
What the fuck? What the, who the fuck
Who would put this on the beat, man?
That's it, man
Vaccine I'm poison
Got guns like marines
Smoke good the routine
Loving that pussy
Juicy the top dog, juicy like hot sauce
Juicy like AI, break necks
(gunshots) what's happening money
Damn, nigga money got blasted like that
Fuck man that shit ain't cool dog
Niggas just dying in my
Motherfucking
be a big MC by end of school term
I'm a big bird, you're just a worm
You don't wanna receive third degree burns
When I bust gun, everybody spread like
the fishes
Could hit up my dogs and they vicious
But fuck all that violence
Im just tryna stack up a millie
Bought guns then I flooded the city
No matter
from this ass whoopin' (ass whoopin')
And if you run, I grab my gun (grab my gun)
Ayy, shoot him in his back or some (back or some)
I know he's dead,
be humble
I was lost in the ditch
Man the tears of a thunder
I was crawlin' to sleep, in a box
No Tyson, I had a lot of fightin'
To get by, I'm
Yeah, uh-huh
Man, I'm just a nobody who relapsed
My dawg big mone real dawg, he got that dog food
39 nd Nashville, that's a fuck the law crew
Don't
breaking bones dog
The moment I'm upset, is
The greatest moment cause
I use that energy to break my problems
One by one
They say my heart cold, cause I
blaze rounds, machine down
Clowns my homes the dog pound
Kill the dead off loud
Smoke opp, kush at a hundred an ounce
We ship them out us,
Live life by
with this fact
See the way that I grew up
Is when they push you attack
Man it's dog eat dog
In this world that's a fact
Swear to God
That i'm a sinner
I
Egypt
It's a way of life lived on the backside of small towns
We got them boats and guns
Them dogs that'll run anything around
Man you can't beat B.F.E.
, gun, gun
I know you told me I should stay away
I know you said he's just a dog astray
He is a bad boy with a tainted heart
And even I know this ain't
death
Man gone and believe me dog it happened to the best
[Chorus]
You know a nigga
I be tryin' to chill
But now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill
and these techs
Blaze 'em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep
Play around find yourself getting' cheated by death
Man gone and believe me dog it
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