Now you know you f*ckin' round with straight dog
In the trap, you just seen that girl fall
Yeah, we call it white girl fog
Four five, six, twos, bitch, I want them
All these bullets hot, what's the bet I make them crawl
Glock 20 ready, bet it maul you like a dog
Yeah, this bitch be jumpin, get to hoppin' like a frog
I can get you murked, all it take is one call
Hit his top and make him fall
Opps in your school, get to fightin' in the hall
Think I see a opp, bet I pop him in the mall
Now you know you f*ckin' round with straight dog
Percs and the lean, yeah, bitch, I got it all
I got hella clientele, probably servin' to your mom
You tryna f*ck, yeah, bitch, I'm tryn bomb
Please don't play with me, I'll blow up car bomb
Why you askin' who I f*cked? you lil nosy hoe
Why you askin' where I'm at?, I'm in the studio
Now I'm askin' why you mad?, you a lil moody tho
Why you did him that bad?, he a opp bro
I can't go out julio for movin' foolio
Livin' in a paradise, like I'm Coolio
Know, I love to franchise, like I'm Pablo Yeah, I'm talkin' escobar
Got so high that I'm flyin' to Mars
Said you talkin' real shit, nigga, where is your bars
Hit his head, it's not too hard
He on the run, brody got five stars
DaDemonChubbs - Straight Dog Lyrics
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Now you know you f*ckin' round with straight dog
In the trap, you just seen that girl fall
Yeah, we call it white girl fog
Four five, six, twos, bitch, I want them
All these bullets hot, what's the bet I make them crawl
Glock 20 ready, bet it maul you like a dog
Yeah, this bitch be jumpin, get to hoppin' like a frog
I can get you murked, all it take is one call
Hit his top and make him fall
Opps in your school, get to fightin' in the hall
Think I see a opp, bet I pop him in the mall
Now you know you f*ckin' round with straight dog
Percs and the lean, yeah, bitch, I got it all
I got hella clientele, probably servin' to your mom
You tryna f*ck, yeah, bitch, I'm tryn bomb
Please don't play with me, I'll blow up car bomb
Why you askin' who I f*cked? you lil nosy hoe
Why you askin' where I'm at?, I'm in the studio
Now I'm askin' why you mad?, you a lil moody tho
Why you did him that bad?, he a opp bro
I can't go out julio for movin' foolio
Livin' in a paradise, like I'm Coolio
Know, I love to franchise, like I'm Pablo Yeah, I'm talkin' escobar
Got so high that I'm flyin' to Mars
Said you talkin' real shit, nigga, where is your bars
Hit his head, it's not too hard
He on the run, brody got five stars
In the trap, you just seen that girl fall
Yeah, we call it white girl fog
Four five, six, twos, bitch, I want them
All these bullets hot, what's the bet I make them crawl
Glock 20 ready, bet it maul you like a dog
Yeah, this bitch be jumpin, get to hoppin' like a frog
I can get you murked, all it take is one call
Hit his top and make him fall
Opps in your school, get to fightin' in the hall
Think I see a opp, bet I pop him in the mall
Now you know you f*ckin' round with straight dog
Percs and the lean, yeah, bitch, I got it all
I got hella clientele, probably servin' to your mom
You tryna f*ck, yeah, bitch, I'm tryn bomb
Please don't play with me, I'll blow up car bomb
Why you askin' who I f*cked? you lil nosy hoe
Why you askin' where I'm at?, I'm in the studio
Now I'm askin' why you mad?, you a lil moody tho
Why you did him that bad?, he a opp bro
I can't go out julio for movin' foolio
Livin' in a paradise, like I'm Coolio
Know, I love to franchise, like I'm Pablo Yeah, I'm talkin' escobar
Got so high that I'm flyin' to Mars
Said you talkin' real shit, nigga, where is your bars
Hit his head, it's not too hard
He on the run, brody got five stars
Writer: Marvin Playfair
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