Diamond Dogs Demo

Lyrics

[Intro] Said he got Glocks Good thing we got 'em to All these rides at my crib its a carnival All this gold on my neck, I'ma fuckin' jew When this chopper hit you its goin' split you in two [Verse 1] Said he got Glocks Good thing we got 'em too All these rides at my crib its a carnival All this gold on my neck, I'ma fuckin' jew When this chopper hit you its goin' split you in two You pull out your wood, she said it too little I talk to your bitch like I'm Doctor Dolittle I got that big drip and yo shit is a trickle Fucked up in the crib and you smokin' a nickel AR-15, ruger, MAC-11 My homie got killed but he ain't go to heaven Surrounded by bitches just like I'm a reverend I'm pourin' this wockhardt inside of my bevеrage I don't get my phone yo bitch lеavin' a message These niggas so broke they take anti-depressants My money grew up yo shit still adolescent I'm smokin' on runts and it's right in a russian These niggas be [?] microwave oven We sold a few bricks today, I sold a dozen Got all of these [?] I got me a cuffin' We sellin' more crack than the ones on the pavement I throw on some drip and skip my arraignment I'm holdin' the mic like that shit owe me money These niggas my kids so I'm callin' them sonny Can't fuck wit yo bitch cause her outfit too bummy [?] CHRIST DILLINGER [?] when he pick the 8 up [Instrumental Breakdown]