| Me And My Dogs walk up in dis bitch
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| And we tryna get rich
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| We ball like we ain’t no snitch
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| Posted on the block
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| Always got dat Glock
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| Just Me And My Dogs
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| We be rollin like cogs
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| We shoot dem a-holes
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| Married to the money
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| And its so funny
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| Dat shits ME OK
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| Stayin in our private nest
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| Strivin to make the best
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| Out in tha Old West
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| Man we BADASSES
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| We got em high passes
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| Slappin they BIG ASSES
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| We be hella tight
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| In addition we get right
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| Holdin it down
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| Since sixty-nine AD
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| I know you want that D
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| I sting like a bee
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| The state I gotta flee
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| Me And My Dogs are SUPA FRESHHHH!!!
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| Me And My Dogs walk up in dis bitch
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| And we tryna get rich
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| We ball like we ain’t no snitch
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| Posted on the block
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| Always got dat Glock
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| Just Me And My Dogs
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| We be rollin like cogs
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| Is you down
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| Cuz I got a crown
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| Right down here
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| Getting hot in here and my career is FRESH
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| And I step up on da scene
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| BOI IM SUPA CLEAN
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| Rockin a Mighty Bean
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| I be cloudy like Yung Lean
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| We all got lost properties
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| But we got real prophecies
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| Bracin for impact
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| Skilled wit tact
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| (Gimme dat)
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| I know you want to
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| Dis shit ain’t even new
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| Get em like Kung Fu
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| Me And My Dogs walk up in dis bitch
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| And we tryna get rich
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| We ball like we ain’t no snitch
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| Posted on the block
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| Always got dat Glock
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| Just Me And My Dogs
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| We be rollin like cogs
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| We be tryna box
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| And break the locks
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| Chillin round a Box Chevy
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| Always make it heavy
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| The money we levy
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| Writin like Edgar Allan Poe
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| Dats what it is ya know
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| I’m tryna get dough
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| Back up we need space
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| To vanish without a trace
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| Maybe I’m fuckin paranoid
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| It hit me like an asteroid
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| I ain’t got time for some shit
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| So get out fo I get it
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| Can you dig it
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| Erryday WE LITT!!!
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| Me And My Dogs walk up in dis bitch
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| And we tryna get rich
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| We ball like we ain’t no snitch
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| Posted on the block
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| Always got dat Glock
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| Just Me And My Dogs
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| We be rollin like cogs
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| Ima gangsta
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| Yall knew dat
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| Wearin a fly hat
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| Yeah I’m that
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| Kinda cat
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| To get my pockets fat
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| You know how we do
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| Stickin together like glue
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| Doin whatever we want to
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| Fists at the ready
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| To do a job steady
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| I feel so heady but I’m straight
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| We really gotta sate
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| No desire to wait
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| But what is mah current state
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| We gon make the cut
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| I be goin wit mah gut
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| Me And My Dogs walk up in dis bitch
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| And we tryna get rich
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| We ball like we ain’t no snitch
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| Posted on the block
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| Always got dat Glock
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| Just Me And My Dogs
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| We be rollin like cogs
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| Wake yo ass up
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| I got drank in mah cup
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| Sometimes
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| I ain’t got time
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| To bust out a rhyme
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| We from the same slum
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| It ain’t so dumb we be so glum
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| Stay away from the badge crew
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| Yeah that shit true
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| Chasin a real check
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| Cuz we need it on deck
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| Got a problem?
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| Betta step back
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| Cuz we could make a fuckin crack
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| We be fly like Tony Stark
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| Highrollers on Bum Park
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| FUCK YALL
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| Tryna get up in my fuckin grill
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| Cuz I got my dogs here
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| Keepin it real
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| Me And My Dogs walk up in dis bitch
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| And we tryna get rich
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| We ball like we ain’t no snitch
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| Posted on the block
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| Always got dat Glock
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| Just Me And My Dogs
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| We be rollin like cogs
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| Devil in my DNA
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| I need betta pay
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| Lookin wit street vision
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| I’m always wishin
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| To get somethin betta
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| Dressed in tough leather
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| Dawg, I took mah notes
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| But we ain’t wearin trench coats
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| That ain’t what floats
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| I might’ve pulled the last straw
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| Cuttin tha barrel wit a fuckin saw
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| (Projects one-oh-one)
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| Know what I’m sayin
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| That’s what I be playin
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| Dem bitches need my number
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| So they can get dat cucumber
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| This shit’s a straight classic
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| Like a slug that’s thorassick
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| Me And My Dogs walk up in dis bitch
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| And we tryna get rich
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| We ball like we ain’t no snitch
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| Posted on the block
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| Always got dat Glock
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| Just Me And My Dogs
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| We be rollin like cogs
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| Imagine us rollin
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| Drivin round like its stolen
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| Call me apart from the bar
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| When I come up
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| I ain’t sub-par
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| We ballin up in here
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| We get it like a brotherhood
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| Yeah I know wuss good
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| I ain’t here for gossip
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| Need a fly whip
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| High quality
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| Blastin thru ya fuckin speakers
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| Shufflin wit dope-ass sneakers
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| Man I’m irritated right now
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| We ballin up in here
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| And THATS FUCKIN CLEAR!!! |