All Dogs go to Heaven (feat. OG Ted)
Shaft
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Uh Maybe if I die, I'll turn into a goat Yeah Once I get her, don't want her, I'll throw her away I don't f*ck with these rappers, they f*ck up my day I've been working for this, what else more can I say These people, they love me, I'm the reason they pray I hop in your lobby and go catch a body Yes, I'ma white boy, but my name isn't Johnny You fuckin' with me, Ted is shooting the Tommy You runnin' with gang, lil bitches Akatsuki You gangsters be snitchin' and talkin' too much Last second, I'm runnin' and comin' in clutch You wanted the smoke, how you rollin' the dutch But there's jealousy every time you go puff I touch in your town every time, that's a must They talkin' and dissin' like I give a f*ck Yeah, my name is a dick, you can suck on these nuts You bringin' that up, then you actin' real sus You know my name, now you talk to me nice I'm bringin' up mamas, I'm bringin' up wives I'm bringin' up children, I'm bringin' up knives You fuckin' with them, then you really get sized I gotta stop, I gotta breathe Ted got your BM she down on her knees How would I know? Cause I filmed the whole thing I'ma nasty motherfucker, these bitches a tease A viral disease, a dog with some fleas I'm scratchin' them off like the lottery Tickets, you missed it, I'm runnin' the distance Like goodbye, good riddance I'm juice in the finish You don't even get it, it's over the head Tough talk from a dude off of a perk Your homie or God, who you seein' first You run up, get murked with your face on a shirt He got put in a hearse We come from the mud, I mean put in the dirt And we walked in the club with my glock in her purse She gon' go left, we gon' pop at him first I was born on the third, get that check by the first Say they want smoke, but that shit sound absurd Blowing that shit like I ain't got no lungs They say they want war, but we keep us some guns We do this for fun I keep me a heater, I blow it if needed You want this lil' bitch, you can have her, don't need her They know they can't beat us, we break em' off fever I ride with my demons if you wanna meet em I remember the times I was broke an couldn't keep up I had BDBs and they told me to beat it Now they play my new shit when it come out they speaker His bitch tryna link up, I'm not tryna see her You was my lil' homie till we started beefin You say you my family, but why you be tweakin' I shared off my plate and these niggas got greedy These niggas is bitches, these bitches is heathens You hang with my opps, I don't know how you breathin We catch you down bad, we gon' beat it and beat you We not tryna kill you, I'm just tryna teach you We was ballin' together, now you in the bleachers Y'all know my number, I'm pressin' the issue I'll smack your big homie, I don't need no pistol I'm Bobby Mercer when I'm back in the D And I throw up that signal, they comin' to get you All dogs go to heaven, see that is the title They spinnin' ya block like they playin' a vinyl I'm like 4-0, this is Shaft in the final When I finally make it, I'm killin' my idols Beefing is suicide, this the assist When you see me in public, I hope you get pissed And I turned to a rockstar, you stayed as a bitch And I rock broken promises, that is my fit This shit gettin' cold, let me put on the mitten You ain't smokin' packs, how you lie in your writtens They say I took an L, boy, you gotta be kiddin They don't f*ck with you cause you lackin' the vision Give a f*ck how you feelin', we came in your building We brought it in with us, don't think that we slippin Get hit in your fitted, this shit in my blunt This shit is so sticky, the bitch that I'm with The bitch is too picky, I swear she the thickest Ain't got time to kick it, can't talk to them niggas Don't talk to them bitches, just talk to the label If you wanna get me, I'm actin' sadistic I hop in the coupe and I'm switchin' the clutch She suckin' me off while I'm countin' these ones She say that it's fun You textin' her phone, we f*ck up her bun See you when she done You leave it to beaver I don't want to see her, you want her, can keep her How you wanna keep her? This bitch is a cheater She hotter than fevers, she throwin' it back I'ma catcher, receiver
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