| Hundred in the mula got more diamonds than a jeewler
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| Top down on the car, might be riding with a shooter
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| Nigga down to do ya, I aint fucking with a curl bar
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| Nickle plated ruger have you in a box on Worldstar
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| Duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga
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| Where I’m from you call the fuck nigga
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| Pistol in the freezer, spend a kilo on the visa
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| Courtside sportscenter, I can make you a believer
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| Everybody going broke, keep it real, you gotta fight it
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| Hundred kilo’s in the beemer, boy don’t make me get excited
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| Couple milli on the neck like I’m tryna get indicted
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| Got a mansion, got a yacht, bad bitch and a tiger
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| Real niggas, taking over televisions
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| Dope boys riding in a new set of benzes
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| Hot boy, Young boy, still on fire
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| What’s a death sentence cause we all gotta die
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| Sittin' on them M’s, mad shit is gettin realer
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| Got my hood looking like
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| Buying all these foreigns I be in and out the dealer
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| Just to let my niggas hold on when they rollin, it could kill ‘em
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| And these suckas, I don’t feel ‘em
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| I don’t even see ‘em
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| I’mma die fly, Rest in Peace Aaliyah
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| Half my dawgs dead, the rest of them is here
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| If all your jewels fake, how the fuck we gon believe ya
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| Said I did it for my dawgs, did it for my dawgs
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| Everybody ridin' till you sit ‘em in the morgue
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| Started with a now I’m sittin' in a Porsche
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| With the shooters right behind me
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| Shit, you looking at a boss
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| Rose gold rolie on my wrist, flawless
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| Hundred bottles send ‘em to the vip, ballin'
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| Basketball leather in the Benz, Spalding
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| Ya’ll niggas talking, fuck is yall retarded?
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| I did it for my dawgs
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| Did it for them niggas with a vision like a boss
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| Did it for them niggas in the kitchen with the salt
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| Now I’m in that white thing, 500 horses for my niggas in the
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| But got bikes in my hand and a drop head Rolly
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| Staring at the ceiling when I wake up in the morning
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| My dawg doing life, try to see him ‘fore he hit the coffin'
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| Play with my paper, run up in your offices
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| It’s the '012 Ice Cube nigga with the Raider hat
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| A maniac nigga, where the paper at
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| Highway to life, need a hundred mill exit
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| 50 on the wrist, hundred on the necklace
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| Yo, watch who you drinking with
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| Watch who you smoking with
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| 1.7 in my safe when I open it (cash)
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| If I put 7 in ya face, will I open it
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| And I know tomorrow aint promised but I hope it is
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| Love to get acquanted with you
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| Stay and tear the jail up
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| Did it for my dawgs so I had to put the bails up
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| Get them thangs off so I haven’t put the scales up
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| Treat you like a pit, get ya ears and ya tail cut
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| Choppas still hot, you can hold it for yourself
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| Versace, same buckle on the loafers and the belt
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| Yeh the pills is flying but the smokers is something else
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| If the spot catch fire, the coke will just really melt
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| The dough got ‘em bringing in the broads
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| Obvious the flow got ‘em screaming for the lord
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| If there’s money on ya head what you think is the reward?
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| I aint do it for myself, you know who I did it for? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Did It For My Dawgz , by - DJ Khaled. Song from the album Kiss The Ring, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп