Big Dawg lyrics

by

Joe Gifted


[Intro]
Junior genius

[Hook: : Yung Booke]
Let 'em go, dawg
You really having pressure 'bout a hoe, dawg
They ain't say your name in a real n*gga, role call
You're just another n*gga claim [??], dawg
Woah, big dawg on the block and you a [??] n*gga
Young n*gga ain't tryna go to school, he tryna shoot a n*gga
Ain't no room on my team, we ain't recruitin' n*ggas
If you are not here tryna get money, I can't even cool it with you

[Verse 1: Yung Booke]
Percocets, don't pass me no Molly (uh uh)
Just took [??] a ten, now I'm all the way out my body
Call 12, f*ck 'em, they ain't stopping us from wildin'
Tryna a jack a [??], you can wear as soon as you try 'em
But I got stripes just like a Zebra with the heart of a lion (yeah)
Got in the game to show off, b*tch I'm Dion in his prime
They should [??] the flame, I was tryin' to kill time
[??] stand a lil' bit long 'cause the stripper kind of fine
Alexander McQueen me, [??] free me
[??] 'till I'm sleepy
[??]
Big bad wolf, I come through, blow your house down
[??] freestyle to this beat, make [??] Glock sound
n*gga, you ain't fooling me
n*gga came through, you ain't even bust your gun
Lil' n*gga, you ain't cool with me
[??] you ain't go to now school with me
How the f*ck you claimin' gang?
You can ask around them big dawgs
And these big nuts, I let them hang, n*gga

[Hook: : Yung Booke]
Let 'em go, dawg
You really having pressure 'bout a hoe, dawg
They ain't say your name in a real n*gga, role call
You're just another n*gga claim [??], dawg
Woah, big dawg on the block and you a [??] n*gga
Young n*gga ain't tryna go to school, he tryna shoot a n*gga
Ain't no room on my team, we ain't recruitin' n*ggas
If you are not here tryna get money, I can't even cool it with you

[Verse 2: Tokyo Jetz]
Cut the chit-chat, f*ck you
We won't spare sh*t, I'm like go 'head bust it
Big dawg, big sh*t
One move, that's it
Only f*cking with a bankroll
[??] a b*tch for a case load
Shooters move when I say so
[??]
Pop sh*t, spend sh*t
Hold dat, roll this
Won't beef about no b*tch
Hit both y'all, I won't miss
All this talkin' you tripping
When [??], gon' think I'm [??]
[??]
[??] pus*y, I'ma spazz
You ain't from around here, you camping
And all my n*ggas around, they trapping
I don't want to link in nothin'
We are not friends and we are not buddies
[??] to chill, you just want to kick it
On the phone with me, you just be a witness
[??] good on the hood like ace
If you're scared, go top church like mase
Pop a n*gga top, no face
Put a [??] fourty eight
Can't go outside, beat the case
We ain't wanna f*ck, what a n*gga think?
Red bottoms, no bottom two [??] on the bag
Tryna fake kick it, I see why they mad
Broke n*ggas always telling you what they have
We talking 'bout and [??], b*tch

[Hook: : Yung Booke]
Let 'em go, dawg
You really having pressure 'bout a hoe, dawg
They ain't say your name in a real n*gga, role call
You're just another n*gga claim [??], dawg
Woah, big dawg on the block and you a [??] n*gga
Young n*gga ain't tryna go to school, he tryna shoot a n*gga
Ain't no room on my team, we ain't recruitin' n*ggas
If you are not here tryna get money, I can't even cool it with you

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