Lyrics:
He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they don't
Rollin on a hunt for they favorite toy
Any gangsta nigga wearin' khakis and Curduroys
House shoes or a pair of Nikeys
And you talkin' 'bout you wanna
Listen shawty ain't no take backs
Now you see me poppin so you gotta face facts
Face that, my new shawty got that cake fat
She a dime piece, she
I got alotta options but I still be by my lonely
Girl you been in my phone so why you act like you don't want me
Your pussy not an option if you
She said she wanna ride right now
Wanna smoke weed and get high right now
Shawty want me, that's a vibe right now
So baby let me get it, so you mine
a gangsta, the album is scary
I'm Malcolm, I'll get down if necessary (necessary)
By any means - in which
you breathe in the mic is the reason you left with
that on me and the
Feds got a case tryna' put that
On me and shawty got a ass
Go and put that on me
Millie in the bag man i put that on me
And my young
I be boolin' with the Gods
Ain't no limit so I'm shooting for the sky
Aye, I keep it moving after shooting we just call it drive by
Look around ain't
a follower, be yourself
Shawty speak it
I'm a survivor don't put me next to none cause shawty is
The king of his own show
Thinking gangsta
Would leave you
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
on the Egyptian times
These be pyramids we'd be building
Legendary
Book of David (Gangsta Grillz)
wanna go
He used to be my dawg, but he ain’t my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain’t my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they
that weed that
Put your brain in headlock
Wanna be a witness nigga
You can witness this!
Four fevers straight to your
Wig splitting your shit
Niggas hate
Spit it through the frequency
Yaíll can vibe & ride wit me
Bad b**** on my side
Wanna Bon & Clyde wit me? Yeh
Wanna Bon & Clyde wit me
Bad b**** on my
of
Me, I knew I shoulda opted to be the DD
Vision blocked by her double Ds
I can't even drive away, she stole my keys
Her friends wanna play, but I beg
think I'm a play if you want
But the facts that remain
If I got an AK and you don't
Well then playa you gone
Don't get me wrong
P**** n****s wanna
And they begin to meet they fate
Gettin' ghost, cos they know
That the gangsta be fucked with
Cos when it's time to ride
I'm tearing up shit
Makin' hits
to you (Oh, hey)
Here's to you (Oh, hey)
Here's to you (Oh, yeah, Ah ha)
Look, Dogg Pound Gangstas, we gotta dump off
Unless you wanna hear that pump
by real niggas I got steppers all around me G.
I just wanna know how it go niggas plottin
Oh she gotta nose she be sniffing nail polish
Bouncing off
know that shit a fact
Got the hood on my back
They know this shit a rap
Gangsta niggas turnin' rats
I think they should be whacked
You can't sign, you
paid
I still be in da hood
Repersentin for da Days
Mercedes wanna hate
Try to stomp em
Ima Fake
O its all in da game
But im still gettin cake
[Hook
(Woo!)
Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin to leave in somebody's Ferrari
Spread love that's what a real mob do
Keep it gangsta look out for her
I
Don't wanna, wait
Steady tripping
Won't you tell him, wait
I don't feel it I
Don't wanna, wait
Steady tripping
Won't you tell him, wait
I'm fully
gut
She think that it's love in the air
Hell nah
Tell her i just wanna fuck
Tell shawty bome over here
Uh uh
I tell that lil bitch wassup you niggas can
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