Lyrics:
[Petey]
Man holla at ya dog
Petey Petey hey y'all hey y'all
Carolina bird dog, still got my shirt off
Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing
the gun click
I'm a family man, that makes me more dangerous
I will find you, I will kill you, Liam Neeson shit
Don't play with me dog or bring out my John
dogs like I'm making Chinese, food
Rude only when I gotta be
Sometimes I gotta tell myself
Not to bother me
"Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!"
Shawty
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand, on my
hearin' 'em
(This America man)
Blasted off a tab yeah I'm tweakin' already
Heard there's a party at The Lodge, gotta start sippin' steady
Yeah I been in
Talking:
what's that big baby?
You know what's sound dog
They gon' like this here, ya heard me?
They go like, you know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck 'em
Christ is here
You got something in the bank? Then the dice is here
I could show you how to gamble your money, handle a gun
But be a family man and go
Blacks yo K
Platts with the axio we turn over bass
Guns by the box and shots by the trays
This ah no Parliament
We nuh run up inna argument
Press mi
fascinated by the game
I bugged out
They raised twenty-five cent prices
For my video games
Mortal Kombat time for no contract
Back to the Future no one told
Ole Louisiana Lou had a knife in his shoe was dealin?
A hand of cards and ole Stagger Lee Crocket had a gun in his pocket
Was sweatin' bettin' hard
legs cutoff
And as for your man, don't you ever in your mutherfuckin' life
Know when I gotta gun come at me wit' a knife?
And forgettin' you ever saw
and your legs cutoff
And as for your man, don't you ever in your motherfuckin' life
Know when I gotta gun, come at me wit' a knife, aight?
And forgettin'
next batter
I don't need no approval for poodles 'cause I'm a fool dog
Get to fighting in clubs and swing with pool balls
Shorty raw, walking by I
And all my dogs on this ride wit me
Flow infinitely
Flow sickly give sermons
The pope in me
Excuse my thoughts the truth man
I really do this man
On kids
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
a light
And it comes right down and
It lands on the ground
And out comes the man from mars
And you try to run but he’s got a gun
And he shoots you dead
letcha have it
When it comes to guns, I'm one of the best
Get a few to the head, then a few to the chest
I've been ridin' - puttin' bitch-niggas six in
clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog y'all cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight
From ATL
clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog y'all cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight
From ATL
hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break,
they bless me the righteous way
Got a homie locked down
Outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man that hate in your heart you gotta cleanse it dog
Family ain't got a clue, nigga
Been in drive bys with fly guys
Welcome to the Lou, nigga
New York on that mob shit
In Cali "what it do?", nigga
But where
y'all, there was money on the table with the bricks
I was walkin' to the bathroom to take a shit
Then I heard my dogs barkin', there's some noise by
try to up on me
I'll make sure he get up in his sleep
Everybody know when the murder man come
They gon' run
Tell 'em that they better keep they gun
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