All My Dogs
H-h-h-holy shit
All the clips never fit the gun
I pull up, you know what's goin' on
Let my dogs loose off the chains
Oh Lord, here we go again
Pull up and all red like Larry the Lobster
Fuck up your posture with this in-you washer
Yeah, I just wanna make money and spend flame
You're a Dragonballs and gold cooler than I came
Okay, Westside ma', fingers rest up, Jack
Wheels 'pposed to get billings
Ride 'em both back to back
Man, it's real complicated
Can't believe that I made it
You know the big homie stretch
But me, I'm from the pavement
Owe that nigga my loyalty
Rags to fuckin' royalty
Platinum records
I'ma buy him a house off of the royalties, woo
And fuck 'em all, get rich
You fuckin' up the plan, you a bitch
GGT
All the clips never fit the gun
I pull up, you know what's goin' on
Let my dogs loose off the chains
Oh Lord, here we go again
(Yeah yeah)Let my dogs loose off the chains (yeah)
Oh Lord, here we go again (Yeah yeah)