Dog Strong

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[Intro] Bitch Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, hah Know what the fuck goin' on Hah, free my motherfuckin' brother, nigga Free the whole ghetto, nigga [Verse] Prices was too low on them 'bows, so I copped 'em Used to be ramen noodles, now it's rice with double lobster Hate when niggas get some money, then switch up for a dollar Say the dog gettin' strong, I took some pup off the collar He got hit with a ten, somebody rush him to the doctor Real drank baby, I was sippin' Act' as a toddler Bitch runnin' when we fuck, I blow her back out retarded Meijers wasn't treatin' mе right, I got my racks outta Target Damn, bro, I think I need some drank, I just farted I donе mastered all that spice talkin' shit, now I'm an artist Boss a bitch up, made her gain some weight, she was starvin' Think the bitch came from Puerto Rico, she got departed I mean deported, this a ten, not a forty I won a ring with three different teams, Robert Horry I just took a Perc' with three bitches, that's an orgy I can't be fuckin' hoes raw, I'm important Swear to God, bitch, I'm double strapped when I'm fuckin' Gave her son some Act' so it ain't no interruptions You ever had some pussy so good you started cussin'? I think he hit it too, shit, I had met her through my cousin Got a new connect on that shh, I think he Russian Baby, I don't want that little pussy 'cause it's musty I'll never switch up on my bros, we the Dudleys The best head I got was from a bitch that's kind of husky Not a big bitch I just bought a four-nickel, it shoot big shit I just shot out to LA for a quick trip I only fucked her for a night, then she dismissed No kiss-kiss I still got a million bucks on my wishlist Lupe Fiasco with that K when I kickflip "Mike, what you got up in your cup?" This a big six I wanna stop, but I can't, it's addictive On the stage screamin', "Free the ghetto," nigga, two times Ask me what I got up in my pocket, bitch, a loose dime Glock 18 with the switch equals two 9s Told the bitch she better act her age, not her shoe size Yeah, I still run my hood, nigga, who lyin'? I like a nasty bitch that eat the dick up while the coupe fly Took her to the crib, fuck the bed, we on the futon Fiends lined up around the trap, it's a food line It's a sale on the way, I gotta quick mix it I'm a short fat nigga, but I mean big business Out of town nigga want a feature, give me six digits Bust a bitch down quick as hell, give me six minutes Free Rio, free the gang and the whole squad Hit him from the top, make a nigga do a nosedive Put a big hole in his shit, this a four-five I got a play in Alabama, nigga, roll Tide I be on the E-way so much, I think the road tired Rio walked in with a pop, we poured the whole five It wasn't Act, it was old red I just fucked my new bitch on my old bed Stackin' pape' for a rainy day, this some old bread I just got a pint of Qualitest from an old-head Took my bitch to get a pedicure, now her toes red Woke up early tryna hit a lick, but my phone dead Damn
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- RMC Mike