Lil' Flip

Lil' Flip - My Dogz lyrics

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<i>[Lil' Flip talkin']</i>

Ha ha, this tha realest shit I wrote

Ya'll say we look like kids

Oh ya'll don't think I heard what ya'll said

You puttin' it on tape, this for my dogz, nigga

<i>[Chorus]</i>

I'll ride for my dogz, I'll lie for my dogz

If it come down to it, I'll die for my dogz

I'ma thug with my dogz, I got love for my dogz

What I'm really tryin' to say, don't fuck with my dogz

<i>[Lil' Flip]</i>

Grab yo AK's, pumps and even Calicos

I fight for my dogz like we at the Alamo

If you run up on me, I'ma have to tear yo' clothes

So give me what you got, yo' rings and valuables

And if you fuck wit my dogz I'ma blow you away

And chop you up like ham and throw you away

I ain't never been no hoe, so stop bumpin' yo' gums

Oh you can't talk shit, when you got a pump on yo' tongue

<i>[Scoopastar]</i>

I cop bricks, in tha six, watchin' flicks wit my dogz

Cause flippin' 2 for 36 and hit licks wit my dogz

Cop glocks, rock blocks, investin' stocks wit my dogz

Sit on docks, boardin' yachts, wit my big shots dogz

I'll take over ya cut wit my SuckaFree dogz

And I'll chop a busta up for APT dogz

I get brains, run trains and switch positions wit my dogz

Grip grain and swang lanes in Expeditions wit my dogz

<i>[Will-lean]</i>

I ride wit my dogz, I drank and get high wit my dogz

You betta run and try to hide when I collide wit my dogz

I bust AK's, aortas and 45's wit my dogz

Just make you slip, slide and fall and get tied like a hog

I break banks wit my dogz, I make stakcs wit my dogz

We rip a nigga ass up, like this track wit my dogz

I floss baggetts, princess cuts and Lexus trucks wit my dogz

And if you wanna live and raise yo kids, don't fuck wit my dogz

<i>[B.G. Duke]</i>

Gettin' fucked wit my dogz, I'ma make 'em call tha laws

My baggetts is shinin' and eat you up like Jaws

I'm beatin' through, black crew with wrist roo

C-note wit tha guns and Flip you get the loot

And when I shoot, I shoot to execute

Me, Taz and Scoop, hittin' licks in tha booth

That's what I do, in a bulletproof coupe

If you ain't my dog, then nigga fuck you

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Lil' Flip]</i>

Hey, hey, hey..When it come to my dogz, I'll spit on yo' face

And you bet not get caught, wit yo' shit on yo' waist

Cause if I catch you off base, I'm mamin' and choppin'

You might as well give up now, cause when I'm swangin', you droppin'

Nigga get outta line, I'm hurtin' 'em all

I caught fake niggas rough, cause when I'm swervin', they fall

I'm makin' CEO money, while you work in tha mall

And if you know about Flip, then you heard of my dogz

There he go, that nigga right there, he's a hoe

And I'm leave his white T-shirt wit a hole

I'll put him in a finger fold, don't fuck wit Flipper, hoe

I'm a kiss you wit a bullet, under a mistletoe

<i>[Taz]</i>

Cockin' back, point him out, watch I'll bust this nigga

Lay 'em tote, 100 shot, we couldn't trust this nigga

Infrared, touch his head, you couldn't duck this nigga

Call tha coroner, chalk him out, cause we done fucked this nigga

<i>[Lil' Flip]</i>

Hey, and we stuck that nigga, like a chicken, plucked that nigga

finger fucked that nigga, like shit we flushed that nigga

<i>[Taz]</i>

Like a diamond, we crushed that nigga, bust that nigga

And ride wit Lil' Flip, cleanin' up on niggas

Droppin' bullets like rain, wettin' up yo niggas

Fuck you and everythang you love, hoe nigga

<i>[Lil' Flip]</i>

In conclusion, I'll empty out a full clip

You aint known for trampolines, but you gon do a full flip

And whatever you said, I'ma make you take it back

And if you chest get got, nigga I'ma make it flat

So you betta watch out before we run in yo house

And tie you up like tennis shoes, and put a gun in yo' mouth

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Lil' Flip talkin']</i>

For my dogz nigga, ya'll wonder why ya'll don't see me, cause I only chill

wit real niggas, nigga scoopastar, the original star, nigga Taz, Will-lean,

tha chemist, B.G. Duke, Humpty Hump, Les, Snoop, my real niggas, we don't

fuck wit fraud niggas, Shasta, nigga Myron, fuck wit real niggas, you wonder

why Lil' Flip don't be givin' you dap or speakin' to you nigga, nigga you

ain't real, nigga, nigga I'll ride for my dogz....On my arm, nigga

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