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I Did It For My Dawgz

I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs) x8

got more diamonds than a jeewler

Top down on the car, might be riding with a shooter

Nigga down to do ya, I ain't fucking with a curl bar

Nickle plated ruger have you in a box on Worldstar

Duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga

Where Im from you call the fuck nigga

Pistol in the freezer, spend a kilo on the visa

Courtside sportscenter, I can make you a believer

Everybody going broke, keep it real, you gotta fight it

Hundred kilos in the beemer, boy dont make me get excited

Couple milli on the neck like Im tryna get indicted

Got a mansion, got a yacht, bad bitch and a tiger

Real niggas, taking over televisions

Dope boys riding in a new set of benzes

Hot boy, Young boy, still on fire

Whats a death sentence cause we all gotta die

I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs) x8

Sittin on them Ms, mad shit is gettin realer

Got my hood looking like Its thriller

Buying all these foreigns I be in and out the dealer

Just to let my niggas hold on when they rollin, it could kill em

And these suckas, I dont feel em

I dont even see em

Imma die fly, Rest in Peace Aaliyah

Half my dawgs dead, the rest of them is here

If all your jewels fake, how the fuck we gon believe ya

Said I did it for my dawgs, did it for my dawgs

Everybody ridin till you sit em in the morgue

Started with a (?) now Im sittin in a Porsche

With the shooters right behind me

Shit, you looking at a boss

Rose gold rolie on my wrist, flawless

Hundred bottles send em to the vip, ballin

Basketball leather in the Benz, Spalding

Yall niggas talking, fuck is yall retarded?

I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs) x4

I did it for my dawgs

Did it for them niggas with a vision like a boss

Did it for them niggas in the kitchen with the salt

Now Im in that white thing, 500 horses for my niggas in the (?)

But got bikes in my hand and a drop head Rolly

Staring at the ceiling when I wake up in the morning

My dawg doing life, try to see him fore he hit the coffin

Play with my paper, run up in your offices

Its the 012 Ice Cube nigga with the Raider hat

A maniac nigga, where the paper at

Highway to life, need a hundred mill exit

50 on the wrist, hundred on the necklace

I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs) x4

Yo, watch who you drinking with

Watch who you smoking with

1.7 in my safe when I open it (cash)

If I put 7 in ya face, will I open it

And I know tomorrow ain't promised but I hope it is

Love to get acquanted with you

Stay and tear the jail up

Did it for my dawgs so I had to put the bails up

Get them thangs off so I havent put the scales up

Treat you like a pit, get ya ears and ya tail cut

Choppas still hot, you can hold it for yourself

Versace, same buckle on the loafers and the belt

Yeh the pills is flying but the smokers is something else

If the spot catch fire, the coke will just really melt

The dough got em bringing in the broads

Obvious the flow got em screaming for the lord

If theres money on ya head what you think is the reward?

I ain't do it for myself, you know who I did it for?

I did it for my dawgs

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