fully top dolla - 4 my dawgs dem lyrics
[intro]
i do this sh-t for my dawgs dem….. (my dawgs dem)
my dawgs…yeah
i do this sh-t for my dawgs..
my dawgs, yeah (aye)
[bridge]
i do this sh-t for my dawgs dem
came out the jungle like tarzan
don’t cross the line, that’s the margin
we not from this earth, i’m a martian
me and my soldiers we marching
we take you sh-t, that’s extortion
we taking flight, i’m departing
man, i do this sh-t for my dawgs dem
[chorus]
i do this sh-t for my dawgs
i do this sh-t for my dawgs dem
came out the jungle like tarz
came out the jungle like tarzan
me and my soldiers we march
me and my soldiers we marching
cause i do this sh-t for my dawgs
i do this sh-t for my dawgs dem
[verse 1]
i kick it like fifa
i’m with my dawgs
while we chill and smoke reefer
i’m gucci down
from my socks to my sneakers
gmg mafia, the gang too illegal
ride for my n-gga
i ride for my people
stay in the cut
with that new desert eagle
don’t fear no n-gga
i don’t fear no evil
i’m stunting on n-ggas
just call me knievel
tats on my body
yes i love the needles
the gang on my chest
on my heart i can’t bleed blue
don’t feel these n-ggas
they fake and they see through
shooters on deck
my -sssains cerebral
ice on my neck
yes i walk with the igloo
don’t know my struggle
don’t know what i been through
super saying flow
unlock my potential
my gun in your mouth
i could give you a dental
ahhh
[chorus: 2x]
i do this sh-t for my dawgs
i do this sh-t for my dawgs dem
came out the jungle like tarz
came out the jungle like tarzan
me and my soldiers we march
me and my soldiers we marching
cause i do this sh-t for my dawgs
i do this sh-t for my dawgs dem
[verse 2]
i love my brothers
we not related
don’t got the same mother
most of these n-ggas
they snake undercover
i’m f-cking your b-tch
and yes i use a rubber
walk with the stick
like grandpa
on my shoulder
and the feds watching
my files in they folders
moving them bricks
don’t got get caught
with a boulder
n-gga’s act brave
but my chopper is bolder
i was so young
couldn’t wait to get older
put snow on my neck
and my wrist game is colder
new baby mama
she trap out the stroller
lost the remote
cause you cannot control her
came from te trenches
my n-ggas won’t fold up
and your money young
and my pockets a grown up
stay in the gym
move the weight
got a tone up
feds on my line
i can’t talk
hang the phone up
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