stop man, gotta break out let the pressure drop. Too extreme kid when you're only a teen, can't believe what they're putting me in between. Maybe one day
moon, man, Gaup in my two hands You can eat the fruit loops wrist full of Toucans All type of colors, We family like brothers My cash and my clean, cant have one
a ring in the prom (prom prom prom) My swaggers is nice, ward is bond She might not know my name but she know my song "really Raw', Tyga dog tiger blood i eat
, but, I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is I HATE SAUERKRAUT! That's all I'm really tryin' to say And, by the way, if one day you happen
, dog eat dog Say, dog eat dog Hey, hey, dog eat dog Say, dog eat dog Here we go, dog eat dog Dog eat dog Dog eat dog Dog eat dog Dog eat dog
nigga, you just a target The number one artist from the land of the heartless Fittin' to get cha, hit cha nigga, they couldn't call it One nigga left
to last To the point ah no return tryna' get the cash Feel mo' wrath, murda on the government War for the niggas on the streets It'll be no peace till the top dog eat
with one hand and reload that shit Give 'em the full clip, these niggas is bullshit Been talkin' big six but scared as fuck when I pulled it Now eat
life like? Mine dog, of course it's real Passin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin' Beans 'Cause you don't eat swine don't make you Amin Dog you know
got goin' to war money That P and that dog money, we still in the front of the store, money And if anybody slip, they getting sent to the morgue, money Dog
out, don't let him get up Any block frontin', gon' wet that shit up It don't mean nothin' to me, to me Ayo, kill one of mine, I'mma kill one of yours
South side stand up Location top of the world West side get up K-Town, Twista get 'em Now, now, I'm a old G in the city and ya knew one day A nigga was
the day is over Tryin' to be me in the mirror, sayin' it over Yeah, he's all right, but you not real I'm a dog, s*** I eat the food I steal Floors ain
, doc broke out the kennel A dog on four paws spittin' out the window Jump up! It ain't no need to fight We may squeeze the pipe, you gonna bleed tonight I eat
if you're Short Dog, they look like bank rolls If I ever go broke I'll just break hoes 'Cause hoes were made to be broken It happens every day in Oakland
this" and "Suckin' that" Aww, shit, here come B pullin' up in his 600 Blowin' big weed, y'all be cool man I blaze blunts all day get keyed all night Be the one
fucking with that fake motherfucker MC Uh, whatever that motherfucker name is Man, we got a real crew, we got motherfuckers over here Rapping for real, eat
I woke up one day in Vacaville Round the corner from the pen Fat house on the hill All the homies in the pen straigt locked down But I gotta get dressed
