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quin nfn - big dawg lyrics

[intro]
(cash money ap)
(kio, kio)

[chorus: quin nfn]
since a youngin’ i was taught to go get my cake up
it got me clutchin’ my glock soon as i wake up
and if we gotta get it in blood, he still gon’ pay up
we comin’ straight out the mud, this sh+t ain’t made up

[verse 1: nle choppa]
we toted hundred+round draws, n+gga, it’s a homicide
my n+ggas, they be steppin’ and wreckin’ and they got mob ties
brand new corvette, i want it, and n+gga [?]
i’m a big dawg in the game, you a small fry
just had a talk with my n+gga, he say he tired of that gutter sh+t
he told me stay up out the way and watch out who i’m f+ckin’ with
if a n+gga want some pressures, swear to god you know it’s up with it
like i’m playin’ freeze tag, ain’t n0body touchin’ me
i put some shots up in his back, if that n+gga try to run off
with that rеd beam on his nose, make that n+gga look likе rudolph
hiv up in my cup, cause this sh+t i’m sippin’ too raw
and if he want some f+ckin’ beef, 7.62 knocked his shoes off
i got some skinnies on, but the glizzy pokin’ out my fit
i think my glock turnin’ gay, cause it always got a d+ck
my choppa overheated, so i bought a coolin’ kit
you know i rollin’ peace, i put suppressors on my sticks, ayy
i told my n+gga calm down, we gon’ get ’em outta ghetto
when it’s time to rock and roll, no, i’m clutchin’ on my metal
all gas, no brakes, b+tch, my foot up on the pedal
and if he dissin’ on my name, we gon’ turn him to a vegetable
[chorus: quin nfn]
since a youngin’ i was taught to go get my cake up
it got me clutchin’ my glock soon as i wake up
and if we gotta get it in blood, he still gon’ pay up
we comin’ straight out the mud, this sh+t ain’t made up

[verse 2: quin nfn]
your bro just put a d+ck on the glizzy, it’s time to slide
i been feelin’ like a f+cker for makin’ my mama cry
no f+dg+, ain’t no i can’t go if you play, it’s a homicide
i’ma grow up in the jungle, he rumble just to survive
it’s like [?], n+gga, when you gotta lose or somethin’
come tryna jack and i’ma end up on the news or somethin’
they think i run with handy+mandy, i’m toolin’ somethin’
i’m michael jackson with this ratchet, get the move and somethin’
b+tch, they know when it’s time to slide, b+tch, they gon’ make excuses
so i ain’t tryna fake the vibe, act like we can cool it
i just seen my n+gga die and he was still a student
so if you play, i’m slingin’ five for any certain movement
my n+ggas slide and they get active
get the wildin’ with them ratchets
n+ggas gotta know i ballin’ i’m on time like we in practice
been five like i’m a dragon, break a spine when i’m stacked
had many days when i was broke, i had to find a way to stack
we gon’ slide in balenciaga, my youngin’s bout that drama
ran up a lot of commas cause i was born a problem
clip it, 012, we gave him nine like equal dollars
stay to yourself and watch how many people fall
[chorus: quin nfn]
since a youngin’ i was taught to go get my cake up
it got me clutchin’ my glock soon as i wake up
and if we gotta get it in blood, he still gon’ pay up
we comin’ straight out the mud, this sh+t ain’t made up
since a youngin’ i was taught to go get my cake up
it got me clutchin’ my glock soon as i wake up
and if we gotta get it in blood, he still gon’ pay up
we comin’ straight out the mud, this sh+t ain’t made up

- quin nfn lyrics

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