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Top Dawg (feat. YNUG)
by Quizzzy
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Dope boys in the house whenever we get it cracking
Your jaws like you just saw the apocalypse happen
This is the end mass murder I kill everybody
Dropping bars to raise the bar high was my first line of action
What's with all the hypocrisy? I never pretended
Why so offended? You think it's pun? Pun intended
There's so much on my plate I ain't got a pot to piss in
I've got faith what are the odds I'll break even?
I'm heavyweight! you can't tip the scale papi
I'm unsullied don't worry God gat me
The entire footage, got mcs that got bodied by messiah image, god mc in a god body
What if it goes down, what if the bread doesn't cut?
I walk with Jesus I could never get out of luck
The time to reign is now, since all I do is brainstorm
Say Hi to the bahd guy coming through with a hailstorm
Top dawg heading for the top spot
Top dawg everything is top notch
Back down, what for? What for?
I make it clap encore
I make it clap encore
I make it clap encore
Round of applause
Clap encore
Round of applause
I make it clap encore
Round of applause
Sparking Lala in the back of the lounge
Feet feeling like they can't fit on the ground
Scoping the whole scene seen the cops around
Still blowing that loud I know you hearing the sound
The code name SAK
Back the f*** up before the 4-4 spray
Oboi Na just okay why you come pick race
Take a tissue now wipe the fear off your face
Nobody sleeker in a matter of rhymes
I'm rocking big face roleys in a matter of time
Y'all lying, claim you talking matter of stacks
But that s*** is fiction as a matter of fact
Still spitting like I'm you know who
Ladies claiming they tight but we know they lose
Seen it all before like a de ja vouz
We know you tryna get missing with the Nemo crew
Which is always fine by me
Especially when the chick a knock out; Laila Ali
When they tryna get lost then they find me
Laid low playing close no Givenchy
Top notch I can piss on a broom
Feel the friction and the hate when we step in the room
Acting crazy she just happy that she came with the crew
Oh that was your girl well, I could've never assumed
If you want it then get it like you're required to
If money's the motivation how well does it inspire you?
Life is a war fight to the death like we do
Then you'll be catching fire like the hunger game sequel
Or a ghost rider I'm far from a ghost writer
I hit your girl and she blow my whistle like Florida
Boy! Fresh outta school, hit it till she was passing out
The way she hit the bed you would think that she was tapping out boy
Dope boys in the house whenever we get it cracking
Your jaws like you just saw the apocalypse happen
This is the end mass murder I kill everybody
Dropping bars to raise the bar high was my first line of action
What's with all the hypocrisy? I never pretended
Why so offended? You think it's pun? Pun intended
There's so much on my plate I ain't got a pot to piss in
I've got faith what are the odds I'll break even?
I'm heavyweight! you can't tip the scale papi
I'm unsullied don't worry God gat me
The entire footage, got mcs that got bodied by messiah image, god mc in a god body
What if it goes down, what if the bread doesn't cut?
I walk with Jesus I could never get out of luck
The time to reign is now, since all I do is brainstorm
Say Hi to the bahd guy coming through with a hailstorm
Top dawg heading for the top spot
Top dawg everything is top notch
Back down, what for? What for?
I make it clap encore
I make it clap encore
I make it clap encore
Round of applause
Clap encore
Round of applause
I make it clap encore
Round of applause
Sparking Lala in the back of the lounge
Feet feeling like they can't fit on the ground
Scoping the whole scene seen the cops around
Still blowing that loud I know you hearing the sound
The code name SAK
Back the f*** up before the 4-4 spray
Oboi Na just okay why you come pick race
Take a tissue now wipe the fear off your face
Nobody sleeker in a matter of rhymes
I'm rocking big face roleys in a matter of time
Y'all lying, claim you talking matter of stacks
But that s*** is fiction as a matter of fact
Still spitting like I'm you know who
Ladies claiming they tight but we know they lose
Seen it all before like a de ja vouz
We know you tryna get missing with the Nemo crew
Which is always fine by me
Especially when the chick a knock out; Laila Ali
When they tryna get lost then they find me
Laid low playing close no Givenchy
Top notch I can piss on a broom
Feel the friction and the hate when we step in the room
Acting crazy she just happy that she came with the crew
Oh that was your girl well, I could've never assumed
If you want it then get it like you're required to
If money's the motivation how well does it inspire you?
Life is a war fight to the death like we do
Then you'll be catching fire like the hunger game sequel
Or a ghost rider I'm far from a ghost writer
I hit your girl and she blow my whistle like Florida
Boy! Fresh outta school, hit it till she was passing out
The way she hit the bed you would think that she was tapping out boy