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lirik lagu finer thangz – dawg life

[hook]
ever since i can remember i wanted the finer thangz big house, fast cars, and designer names. and the hoes? you i want the hoes of course, cute face, small waste, -ss like a horse. that’s ah dream! it got to be more than ah dream cuz, i’m out hea on my grind steady countin my green. so what’s ur plot? hopefully, hp-hop if not my gl-ss pot. dawg i want the finer thangz so i’m headed to the top.

[verse 1 tonn]

b-tch i c-m from the bottom i ain’t never had sh-t but pork beans and bologna and dats about it hand me downs i’m like what the f-ck they finna hand me now cuz when i was a child i use to sit and wonder how i could get my feet out of these busted -ss shoes i got older and my obsession grew for the cars and jewels but this ain’t all about me becuz i got folks and sum of um got problems dat ain’t no joke when it rains it poors and i recall getting soaked washing my -ss wit the last piece of chipped soap man i got uh hunger for cash i hate being broke staring at my bedroom wall like where’s the hope it’s kinda f-cked dat i had to find it in dope cuz when i finally learned the game dat was all dat she wrote but now i’m tryna make uh change cuz this under the scope my mama think it’s uh d-mn shame what i do for c notes.

[verse 2 nucky]

i remember -ss lil coming up watching my surroundings trying to get up out it. thinking bout being rich and flying high up in my sp-ce sh-t cuz daddy home trippin for another free b-ss h-t. my life need a facelift to get me out this sh-t can that n-gg- sold my tv so i won’t be watching ham. i’m thinking got d-mn life really can’t be this bad but then i got word pops was murdered by a dirt bag. i gotta do something cuz my momma dawg she hurt bad bills pilling up plus her boys is left with no dad. i know u thinking so sad i’m going oh well just another f-ck day in my make shift h-ll. so i think about mail and how to get sum boy i want finer things not ur if buts and ums. i’m talking large sums many commas in my bank account large amounts bring it back broke neva that.

[verse 3 gent eastwood

h-lla newport b-tts and gin bottles a whole lot of dro rolled up to ease sorrow. i’m not thinking bout tommorrow i’m still trying to get through today. this funkytown living hard like new york or la we c-ck em back let em spray. at anything when it get in our way where little n-gg-s make a living killing selling that yaye no big businesses booming aint no sports teams don’t see a lot of good coming thru so all we got is our dreams. and all we got is these schemes to get paid what’s left?
(ah n-gg- can’t live off minimum wage)
the bullsh-t they got me doing similar to that of a slave. working for them you end up busted broke and dead in a grave. so now i’m turning the page find me rocking the stage. i need money and finer thangs f-ck the fame that it brang. i’m on a mission to get it the game i spit and go just like a n-gg- on the block it’s all about my doe. oh!

- dawg life

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