Bulldog Got Rabies

Lyrics

[Chorus: Shawny Binladen] Spin a opp block, might hit a nigga lady All black Glock might hit a nigga baby Smokin' on taffy, this shit got my lazy This .44 bulldog, bitch, got rabies Don't tuck a Glock from a nigga that raised me Bro said he found a new plug out in Haiti Shot from the wing, got me feeling like K.D [Verse 1: Shawny Binladen] Uh, I know you see why they hate me Bitch got a body, but the bitch got a baby See me at the spot, then you know niggas pay me All this yellow gold, got me feelin' like a daisy Real trap nigga, I trapped out a basement I don't remember names, but I do remember faces Grinchin' for dollars on an everyday basis And my J's from Virgil, you could tell by the laces Oh yeah Opp blunt, Wick gotta face it Told the bitch leave, but the bitch don't [?] You еver had a pound, but ain't know where to placе it? Free the whole unit, got a whole lotta cases [Break] Oh yeah Uh, yeah [Chorus: Shawny Binladen] Spin a opp block, might hit a nigga lady All black Glock might hit a nigga baby Smokin' on taffy, this shit got my lazy This .44 bulldog, bitch, got rabies Don't tuck a Glock from a nigga that raised me Bro said he found a new plug out in Haiti Shot from the wing, got me feeling like K.D [Verse 2: Four50] Keke, I make the chop sing, Jojo or Kasey Baby I'm a star, I don't shop at no Macys Fuck you, pay me, I heard you paid her to fuck her (Yeah) No CDL, I'm on the road, like a trucker Everyday, boy, I get monkey, and monkier MAC with a strap, I'ma need me a shoulder roll He want a bird, so I hit him with dove (Woo) I was in PJs, now I got a bankroll Whole new plan, but I'm going for the same goal Fifa, you gotta pay for a feature Dick in her belly, so I call her Keisha Frozen, no Elsa I might melt you I never tell a stripper to go to a teller Get out, twelve right there, better reroute Call the clip Jesse, it stay with a full house, yeah Huh, huh, rich dub nigga, better run it up Fourth down goal, we ain't punting nothin' Brodie goin' dumb, like a tonka truck Hit 'em both, double up I follow you everywhere, Mona Lisa I paint the picture boy, then I'm Picasso Other words, pick a casket Shanaynay in the car, I stay with a ratchet, okay [Chorus: Shawny Binladen] Spin a opp block, might hit a nigga lady All black Glock might hit a nigga baby Smokin' on taffy, this shit got my lazy This .44 bulldog, bitch, got rabies Don't tuck a Glock from a nigga that raised me Bro said he found a new plug out in Haiti Shot from the wing, got me feeling like K.D