Lyrics:
A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast but I know she's the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
Years
smash them down
Original O.G., this is my playground
No take me seriously, you gonna feel it now
I man know the harder they come
Because I man a gonna
talk
Be smart and stop tryna walk how G's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we playin' tug-o-war with your life
Fuck a tour and a mic
I'd
feelings
D-O-G's ain't supposed to feel like this
You can call it what you want to
But I don't even know what this is
You got me singin' in the mornin'
the dog
D-o-o-o-g...
Hot diggety-dog, the ice is broken
Without a single word being spoken
And if you play your cards just right
You got yourself a date
lookin' kinda hungry
So I gave her five 20's
When she handed me the money
Man, the money was marked
Here come the NARC's, do doo doo
Duckin' the D
By Tim Lake
D G D A7sus4 A7 G A7sus4 D
Well my Mom
feelings
D-O-G's ain't supposed to feel like this
You can call it what you want to
But I don't even know what this is
You got me singin' in the mornin'
sometimes on her, you know what I mean?
Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G
That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in
some head (ugh, ay)
Gettin', gettin' some head (who'd have ever thought this would make it to the radio, man?)
I was gettin' some head
Gettin',
lowly,
Played the dead march as we carried him along.
Down in the green valley, laid the sod o'er him.
He was a young cowboy and he said he'd done wrong.
Violate me, this'll be your day, we don't play
Mess around, be D.O.A. be on your way
'Cause it ain't enough time here
Ain't enough lime here for you
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
swear to Dod dawg, man she's like a walkin' ATM
Except she ain't come in with drawls
I know you've been having G.O.O.D. Music withdrawls
I can not deal
on for three blocks
D-Block the place where O.G.'s get knocked, locked up
Get out come home for a week and get re-knocked
You won't even see cops,
wanna beef
I'm the Kim Dotcom up in K.O.D
Fuck 'em on the faucet when they in the office
Doin' time, I send 'em mine through correctional officers
man spit
And I got a seat for anyone who can't stand it
I ain't chose the game, the game chose me
A lil' fame from the rap, but still the same O.G
Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said, "Little boy, I'm gonna make you a man"
Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I
and Pacino
Manny Festo, Wu-Tang Gambino
Lay it down, then I fly off like the hero
Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang
The Wild Cowboy number one
G-O-D, how you gonna
of my killers who stand by
And I'm G-Force stat' nigga, never fly stand-by
Uhh, jeah, you know
Put this shit right back in the street, huh?
Brooklyn
Yeah man, it's the Bigg Snoopy
D-O double-gizzle-fo'shizzle
And I'm in the hizzle with the G-Unit
And the muthafuckin' DPGC
And this is uh, smoke
(H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A)
You gotta love that, man
(H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A)
I got the most incredible Roots band with me tonight,
Murf & Dale - I miss the homies a lot
D-O-Dubb you the realest nigga I feel it dogg
Man my love ones I miss yall (miss yall)
Life Goes on (Life,
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
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