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z-ro - all my dogs - hulled & chopped lyrics

[chorus: dougie d]
this for all of my dogs
all of my people, all of my k!llers, all of my dogs
all of my n-ggas all my gorillas, all of my dogs
all of my people, all of my k!llers, all of my dogs
all of my n-ggas all my gorillas, all of my dogs
all of my people, all of my k!llers, all of my dogs
all of my n-ggas all my gorillas, all of my dogs

[verse 1: dougie d]
this for all of my dogs, all of my motherf-ckers on lock
all my motherf-ckers that’s dead and gone, and all the ones that’s here now
i’ma make you raise the roof in this son of a b-tch, gon ‘head get buck and get loud
from the heart i gotta say that i love y’all, and i’ma represent till i die
dilly boy you know what this is, we done came a long way from being kids
from playing cops and robbers up in the hood, to rolling a candy coated benz
we just so fly oh my, that we all in the motherf-cking wind
now that we all grown motherf-cking men, we can f-ck sh-t up just like kids
down for my family down for my people, down for my boys
down for my n-ggas down for my k!llers, down for my dogs
we ride out on b-tches, all the way to the top we climbing on b-tches
be shining on b-tches, we stacking-we stacking on b-tches
what you know bout that cuz, guerilla maab and the motherf-ckers over backwood
we packing what you hoes lacking, hit hard checks like a green bay packer
i’m doing my thang a hundred percent proof, ain’t n0body gon do it the way that i do
all my folks get down and get loose, this one here streets done made for you

[verse 2: trae]
this for all of my k!llers all my guerillas, that’s living untamed
bleed the block trying to get your change, for the love of do’ living the life of the pain
i gotta ride for y’all, all my n-ggas locked up behind the wall
all my n-ggas that took the final call, better believe we fin to mash for y’all
straight to the top when i come out the lot, in a sw-ng and a drop when i represent
all of my dogs and it’s evident, i put it on screw-u so i’m rocking it
we keeping it real for the people who keeping it real with us, in a trunk steady bumping us
and wasn’t ever giving up on us, and down to ride when it’s time to bust
lil’ trae fin to spit the real, now what would i be with none of my n-ggas
i’d prolly be dead in the mist of guerillas, or stuck in a cell with multiple k!llers
you gotta keep your head up, take your-take your time don’t let up
even though this life be tough, you gotta be standing strong even though you know the road get rough
i’m a hundred percent down with y’all, you gotta do what you gotta do
as long-as long as you plan on never giving up, the maab gon forever stay down with you
cause i ride for my n-ggas and die for my n-ggas, when it come to the end i cry with my n-ggas
i’m sick of me losing all of my n-ggas, i’m telling you that i love you n-ggas

[verse 3: z-ro]
this one for all of my dogs, creeping off in the land to the end of time
ak-47 3-57 mack 11 and a mo’f-cking sawed off, everybody get hauled off
to the cemetery, when a n-gga get aggravated
running up in your house with the nickel plated, artillery up in your mouth
cause i’m a mad man, all of my-all of my dogs are ignant and twisted
call me a landlord, cause i tend to make n-ggas souls get evicted
m-ss murder, all of my dogs down with it
got a l!ck for ninety bricks, and yeah my people gon’ go hit it
all of my people stay on the grind, 24/7 a constant shine
hpd can eat a d-ck, cause we guerillas and we above the law
ain’t got no love for y’all, ain’t no comp-ssion
’cause everytime y’all motherf-ckers come to the ghetto, y’all come blast
that there-that there why i be masking, and ready to run y’all over
i’m about stacking my fetti, but feminine n-ggas feel me cause i’m a soldier
like britches i’ll fold ya, i done told ya already
back-back or the black mack, will touch all y’all belly

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