They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me, don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box,
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Free my dogs my niggas, out the chain gang
She gone bust it wide open do her thang thang
They be Draggin like me it ain't the same same
Smashing on the gas through the lanes lanes
Put this dog up in her till she came came
Hop out the Beamer in the range range
Niggas still ain't slide it's a shame shame
Free the real demon can't hold my nigga down
Light 20 when I'm rolling through the town
Dribble through the lanes I ain't calling no carry
Put a band on my man commissary
Real niggas act as a real nigga should
I'm from the wish a niggas woods
Ima keep shit straight ima keep shit blunt
So the message make sure it's understood
They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Damn I miss my dogs
Judge gave nigga like 10
Out there living like sin
Love my nigga till the end
Counting them blue face bens
F*ck a plug walk lets the pistol talk
Hating niggas get they body chalked
No feelings here I'm from Baltimore yeah
No sleep nigga till the peace gone yeah
You can feel the vibes you don't know the moves
Pillow tight only know the truth
Kill or kind niggas know the rules
Draggin on you in the kiddy pool
Mr. T really pity fools
They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
LarryHallOfFame - My Dawg (feat. Hofsaucemanjordan) Lyrics
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They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me, don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box,
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Free my dogs my niggas, out the chain gang
She gone bust it wide open do her thang thang
They be Draggin like me it ain't the same same
Smashing on the gas through the lanes lanes
Put this dog up in her till she came came
Hop out the Beamer in the range range
Niggas still ain't slide it's a shame shame
Free the real demon can't hold my nigga down
Light 20 when I'm rolling through the town
Dribble through the lanes I ain't calling no carry
Put a band on my man commissary
Real niggas act as a real nigga should
I'm from the wish a niggas woods
Ima keep shit straight ima keep shit blunt
So the message make sure it's understood
They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Damn I miss my dogs
Judge gave nigga like 10
Out there living like sin
Love my nigga till the end
Counting them blue face bens
F*ck a plug walk lets the pistol talk
Hating niggas get they body chalked
No feelings here I'm from Baltimore yeah
No sleep nigga till the peace gone yeah
You can feel the vibes you don't know the moves
Pillow tight only know the truth
Kill or kind niggas know the rules
Draggin on you in the kiddy pool
Mr. T really pity fools
They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me, don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box,
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Free my dogs my niggas, out the chain gang
She gone bust it wide open do her thang thang
They be Draggin like me it ain't the same same
Smashing on the gas through the lanes lanes
Put this dog up in her till she came came
Hop out the Beamer in the range range
Niggas still ain't slide it's a shame shame
Free the real demon can't hold my nigga down
Light 20 when I'm rolling through the town
Dribble through the lanes I ain't calling no carry
Put a band on my man commissary
Real niggas act as a real nigga should
I'm from the wish a niggas woods
Ima keep shit straight ima keep shit blunt
So the message make sure it's understood
They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Damn I miss my dogs
Judge gave nigga like 10
Out there living like sin
Love my nigga till the end
Counting them blue face bens
F*ck a plug walk lets the pistol talk
Hating niggas get they body chalked
No feelings here I'm from Baltimore yeah
No sleep nigga till the peace gone yeah
You can feel the vibes you don't know the moves
Pillow tight only know the truth
Kill or kind niggas know the rules
Draggin on you in the kiddy pool
Mr. T really pity fools
They just locked my dog up
Got em upstate in the pen
Gotta pay the lawyer to defend
Feds never wanna see us win
That shit took my heart away
Sipping on tek make the pain go away
Sun don't shine when you from my way
Cops spin the bin like its training day
All I got is this Rollie on me don't tick tock
Walk through the hood with the big glock
20 bands on me in the big knots
Gas hitting hard like kick box
And this money keep stacking to the ceiling yeah
Labels keep calling need millions yeah
I don't give a f*ck bout your feelings yeah
Writer: Larry Hall, Mikal Plummer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid