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Dome Somethin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Wolf.M
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Jamai Johnson




Wolf.M - Dome Somethin' Lyrics




Dome shot, dome shot
Face shot, face shot`
Headshot, headshot
Brain pop, make that nigga brain pop

Wolf M. pulled up tryna dome somethin
Niggas clutchin', most the time they be cold bluffin
Fold a nigga now his head and his toes touchin
The odor of body decomposin' got my nose runnin
I try to seperate the fonk from my daily hustle
I don't know how niggas sit and sell they soul to the rollas
Let these bullets penetrate you... they gon cause erosion
Murda block thuggin' I'm just tryna stay focused
Murda block huggin
Niggas always act hard before they vanish like Houdini when them slugs comin
Bullets flying like a hornet swarm and they all buzzin
Foot aim made him dance, got him salsa'n
Lay him down like a tile to a carpenter
Timing with them lifers in the pen got me sharpened up
Stain a nigga, glock like a marker, leave you sharpied up
I'm surgical, sendin' belly shots to make ya tummy tuck
Broke nigga all lummied up
Murda man stay buttered up
New hamma and it's 30'd up
Ay wolf watchu laughin fa
Cause these niggas talkin' bodies but they not the ones catchin' em
Cold steel on a soft tongue
Perfect fit like a wall plug, police talker
Box you up I'ma boxer
And I'm giving niggas wings like I'm red bull sponsored
To the script like a doctor
Yea, I'm stuck in the streets deadbolt how I'm locked in
Better upgrade that stock ten
It's only ten shots dummy, one third of a ruler clip

I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em
And I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em

Pop a nigga like balloons, I go looney tunes
Cook somebody when my tooley say it need some food
Smokin' woods full of gas, thats that diesel fuel
Dome, head, face, heart shots my attitude
What the f*ck you think my 30 be attatching to
I'ma violate the traffic rules to get a shot at you
Paralyzed or passed away, I'ma let the bullets choose
Bring his life into retirement, that's what that ladder do
Face shot shatter you
(Skrrr)
I'm headed to the avenue
He a wolf, he a animal
Flip a nigga just like a channel do
Sendin' shots, no catapult
Represent what the f*ck you standin' for
Sometimes you gotta stand alone
I got real nigga pheramones
Big glock with a stripper pole
And if I got it on me, then I am not alone
All the damage from my hamma is unbearable
Tryna stuff 30 shots in ya frontal lobe
Right pinky in the air, now I'm phonin' home
Is that death in the air or just my cologne
And I keep a 4 nickel for a chaperone
I suggest you get a helmet made of calico
Cause I'm with the bullshit like a matador
New beam, but it's nothin' you could balance on
Same team, you ain't gotta check the side I'm on
They soft, I mistake them for a cotton-ball
A what shot
Man you niggas know the hype I'm on
A hook shot
That's Wolf Karl Malone
A cook shot, now that boy hairline gone
A cook shot, now that boy hairline gone

I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em
And I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em

Dome shot, dome shot
Face shot, face shot`
Headshot, headshot
Brain pop, make that nigga brain pop
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Dome shot, dome shot
Face shot, face shot`
Headshot, headshot
Brain pop, make that nigga brain pop

Wolf M. pulled up tryna dome somethin
Niggas clutchin', most the time they be cold bluffin
Fold a nigga now his head and his toes touchin
The odor of body decomposin' got my nose runnin
I try to seperate the fonk from my daily hustle
I don't know how niggas sit and sell they soul to the rollas
Let these bullets penetrate you... they gon cause erosion
Murda block thuggin' I'm just tryna stay focused
Murda block huggin
Niggas always act hard before they vanish like Houdini when them slugs comin
Bullets flying like a hornet swarm and they all buzzin
Foot aim made him dance, got him salsa'n
Lay him down like a tile to a carpenter
Timing with them lifers in the pen got me sharpened up
Stain a nigga, glock like a marker, leave you sharpied up
I'm surgical, sendin' belly shots to make ya tummy tuck
Broke nigga all lummied up
Murda man stay buttered up
New hamma and it's 30'd up
Ay wolf watchu laughin fa
Cause these niggas talkin' bodies but they not the ones catchin' em
Cold steel on a soft tongue
Perfect fit like a wall plug, police talker
Box you up I'ma boxer
And I'm giving niggas wings like I'm red bull sponsored
To the script like a doctor
Yea, I'm stuck in the streets deadbolt how I'm locked in
Better upgrade that stock ten
It's only ten shots dummy, one third of a ruler clip

I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em
And I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em

Pop a nigga like balloons, I go looney tunes
Cook somebody when my tooley say it need some food
Smokin' woods full of gas, thats that diesel fuel
Dome, head, face, heart shots my attitude
What the f*ck you think my 30 be attatching to
I'ma violate the traffic rules to get a shot at you
Paralyzed or passed away, I'ma let the bullets choose
Bring his life into retirement, that's what that ladder do
Face shot shatter you
(Skrrr)
I'm headed to the avenue
He a wolf, he a animal
Flip a nigga just like a channel do
Sendin' shots, no catapult
Represent what the f*ck you standin' for
Sometimes you gotta stand alone
I got real nigga pheramones
Big glock with a stripper pole
And if I got it on me, then I am not alone
All the damage from my hamma is unbearable
Tryna stuff 30 shots in ya frontal lobe
Right pinky in the air, now I'm phonin' home
Is that death in the air or just my cologne
And I keep a 4 nickel for a chaperone
I suggest you get a helmet made of calico
Cause I'm with the bullshit like a matador
New beam, but it's nothin' you could balance on
Same team, you ain't gotta check the side I'm on
They soft, I mistake them for a cotton-ball
A what shot
Man you niggas know the hype I'm on
A hook shot
That's Wolf Karl Malone
A cook shot, now that boy hairline gone
A cook shot, now that boy hairline gone

I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em
And I just want to dome somethin', causing head trauma too much for just a concussion
I want to comatose somethin'... make em sleep so long ain't no choice but to unplug em

Dome shot, dome shot
Face shot, face shot`
Headshot, headshot
Brain pop, make that nigga brain pop
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Writer: Jamai Johnson
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