| Every day I’m havin' dreams about my dawgs
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| Skoob
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| My day one, nigga
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| Without me, it ain’t no you, without you, it ain’t no me
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| It was always we (Dunn on the beat, he a straight fool)
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| Us, loyalty
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| Nigga, from the motherfuckin' sandbox to the motherfuckin' county,
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| then back to the projects how we was thuggin'
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| You hear me?
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| It was always we, it was always us (Yeah)
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| Every day I’m havin' dreams about my dawgs
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| How we was turnt and gettin' cream like fuck the laws
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| And we was all flossed out
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| One nigga stole the dream away from y’all
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| Couldn’t take the pressure and went to screamin' for the laws
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| Now when my dawgs gettin' out?
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| Don’t know, but I just know I need 'em back (Yeah)
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| Only thing that seem to help me is this motherfuckin' 'Yac
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| Pop told me it wouldn’t help me, but I still keep it pourin', yeah
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| Smile to keep from cryin', rich as fuck, but I ain’t enjoyin' (What?)
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| None of my time (None of my time)
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| Ain’t just lose my main man, I lost my guys (Lost my guys)
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| Was thankin' God for mom dukes, 'cause she just fine (Dukes)
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| Had to get rid of my ho, she just was whinin' (I don’t wanna hear that shit)
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| All the time, like (Tellin' ya)
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| Keep chosin' the wrong women to fuck with
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| I know you would’ve kept it a buck with me like fuck bitches
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| Nigga, we used to pray for days I’m livin' now
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| Shit hurt to see your mama face, we prayed that you’d be gettin' out
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| Sooner than what the fuck them crackers had gave you
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| But the feds want eighty-five percent, and ain’t givin' no favors
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| I done built a solid clique and nobody was our neighbors (MMB)
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| So it ain’t where you from, you hear me, Young, Rich, and Paper, be free
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| Every day I’m havin' dreams about my dawgs
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| How we was turnt and gettin' cream like fuck the laws
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| And we was all flossed out
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| One nigga stole the dream away from y’all
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| Couldn’t take the pressure and went to screamin' for the laws
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| Now when my dawgs gettin' out? |
| (Yeah)
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| Now when my dawgs gettin' out? |
| (Skoob)
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| Prayin' for my dawgs get out (What's up?)
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| Now when my dawgs gettin' out? |
| (Uh-huh)
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| Dreamin' 'bout my dawgs
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| I was dreamin' 'bout your face (I was dreamin')
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| How you was lookin', couldn’t believe you had a case (Couldn't believe it
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| either)
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| Well, face-to-face, I told you old boy wasn’t straight (That nigga pussy)
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| Now I’m just dealing with I told you sos and fake (Swear)
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| Ain’t no mistake about it
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| Still treatin' your sister like we related
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| She was there when we would post up in your kitchen debatin' (Remember?)
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| Rich moms wouldn’t want 'em in the house and flip on Edgewood niggas
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| I can’t believe you got the most with such a good nigga
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| Richard was the brains, Lil Trouble the muscle
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| Paper just with games, but all for his brothers (Know I love you)
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| Young, it was just somethin' 'bout your spirit (Ayy, Young)
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| Your smile just gave a nigga extra hope, I need you near me, be free
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| Every day I’m havin' dreams about my dawgs (Yeah)
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| How we was turnt and gettin' cream like fuck the laws
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| And we was all flossed out (Nigga, fuck them folks)
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| One nigga stole the dream away from y’all
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| Couldn’t take the pressure and went to screamin' for the laws (Pussy ass nigga)
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| Now when my dawgs gettin' out? |
| (Yeah)
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| Now when my dawgs gettin' out? |
| (Skoob)
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| Prayin' for my dawgs get out (What's up?)
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| Now when my dawgs gettin' out? |
| (Uh-huh)
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| Dreamin' 'bout my dawgs
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| And I’ma be waitin'
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| On God, I’ma be waitin'
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| Oh Lord, I’ll be waitin'
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| Just dreamin' 'bout my dawgs, my dawgs
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| Dreamin' 'bout my dawgs |