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blac haze - for my dogs lyrics

(intro)
yeah, i’m doin this for all my dogs
and all my thug n-ggas

(verse 1)
i be the n-gga that these b-tch n-ggas love to hate
they hate to see a n-gga ballin and pushin weight
y’all know the deal, venom records on the rise
i can see the jealousy up in a n-ggas eyes
y’all n-ggas don’t know who ya f-ckin with
i got my finger on the trigga, screamin f-ck a b-tch
hollow-tips carve deep up in ya grave-stone
pour out some liqour for my thug n-ggas dead and gone
one time, for my real n-ggas locked down
they tried to hold me, but i still “get around”
a young n-gga from the streets of the m.p
been gone away, but now i’m back, do you remember me?
the same n-gga that’chu knew from the neighborhood
the one that pull the trigga, and say it’s all good
another military mind, a lunatic
i’m on the grind, makin money for the bullsh-t
see i was raised in the streets as a young thug
i never thought i’d see the day that i would catch a slug
my little brother tryin’a follow in my foot-steps
now knowin what he headed for, when the county rep
and he gon’ get it, tryin’a be like his bigger brother
see you ain’t gotta impress nan motherf-cka
as long as a n-gga know how to get paid
cause you gotta be strong, in these last days
but i could teach a n-gga everything he need to know
i never trust a n-gga, plus how to pimp a ho
and look you right between yo eyes fo’ i pull the trigga
prepare to feel the wrath of a young thug n-gga

(hook)
i will ride for my dogs
i will die for my dogs
load up the gat and take a few lives for my dogs
i will k!ll for my n-ggas
keep it real wit my n-ggas
go to war and let blood spill for my n-ggas
i will ride for my venom clique
die for my venom clique
k!ll a b-tch n-gga out his spot for my venom clique
paper chase, wit the thugs
catch a case, wit the thugs
grab my tech-9, and i represent, for the thugs

(verse 2)
i’m out the pen. now i’m back to retaliate
on them b-tch n-ggas that tried to playa hate
you went to court, testified, put me in the cell
supposed to be my road dog, now you catchin h-ll
playa hater, you ain’t got much time to breathe
i grab my gat, and bring ya weak -ss to ya knees
and let’cha say ya last words right before ya die
no need to lie, i can see the fear up in ya eye
ya shoulda’ thought about the bullsh-t before you did it
you f-cked up, now yo -ss scared to admit it
it ain’t no use, tryin’a get a bullet-proof vest
because a vest only protects ya f-ckin chest
just like a tech to the head, and the bodies dead
how could i miss if i aim with a infrared?
i’m the n-gga that’ll f-ck you in the worst way
run through yo hood, bustin caps on yo birthday

(hook)

(verse 3)
i’ll be a motherf-ckin thug til’ the day i die
before i go to war, i put a few up in the sky
just to let a b-tch-made n-gga know it’s on
there’ll never be another n-gga like me when i’m gone
so visualize what’chu see, while a n-gga here
but when they put me in the casket, don’t shed a tear
remember me as a young ghetto lunatic
i’m the n-gga that’ll bust and empty out the clip
and be prepared to catch a bullet when he come for me
see i don’t know what the thug life has done to me
but roll dumb, think the n-gga goin crazy
these playa haters got beef, but can’t fade me
see i can get just as crazy as the next n-gga
i have no mercy, only b-tchin when i pull the trigga
my trademark is a nickel-plated hollow-tip
i keep a gat by my side, with an extra clip
i got a head with no motherf-ckin screws in it
they tryin’a tell me i’m insane, but i ain’t tryin’a hear it
my memories of a young n-gga still shine
my lifestyle, back to thinkin that the world mine

(hook)

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