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big dog shyt - tana9.13 lyrics

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[intro]
(*ooo*)
(*haha*)
(gang)
(vvg)
(you know what the f*ck i’m on n*gga)
(*haha*)
(big dog sh*t)
(i’m bout to go and get a chain) (whoop)
(don’t got it naw)
(my n*ggas i’m on)
(b*tch we are the threat)
(these n*ggas finna try)

[chorus]
done ran it up so you can’t catch me n*gga
(woo)
shooters pull up to them [?] so you won’t catch me with them
(yhea)
i told my homie “that enough, stop being extra n*gga”
not to big to feed, i broke too much; you wanna bet me n*gga?
yhea, yhea
still duck the scene, go get a trash bag (trash bag)
ol’ police ass n*gga, get your badge back
put them switches on them pistols, get the last laugh (hauah?)
he f*cked the city up with pistol, he a hashtag
[verse 1]
ain’t got no side though (*woo*)
work the wood nd’ turn his b*tch into a drive through (hauah?)
i’m workin’ sh*t out of the stick, f*ck if its times two (yhea)
you ain’t really like that n*gga, must i remind you? (hauah?)
you’ve been a b*tch just like those n*ggas thats behind you
ain’t sh*t flyin’, n*ggas big lyin’ (lyin’)
smoke, gettin’ zip ties; n*ggas zip tyin’
broke n*ggas d*ck ride, till his b*tch died
how* how its shark havin’ m*th* f*ckin’ fish fries?

[bridge]
(stay havin’ fish fries)
(how big shark havin’ m*th* f*ckin’ fish fries?)
(*aha*)
(can’t sit with them guys)
(bullets flyin’, that big shark havin’ fish)

[chorus]
done ran it up so you can’t catch me n*gga
(woo)
shooters pull up to them [?] so you won’t catch me with them (yhea)
i told my homie “that enough, stop being extra n*gga”
not to big to feed, i broke too much; you wanna bet me n*gga?
yhea, yhea
still duck the scene, go get a trash bag
ol’ police ass n*gga, get your badge back
put them switches on them pistols, get the last laugh (hauah?)
he f*cked the city up with pistol, he a hashtag
[verse 2]
i don’t apologize, but i’m sh*ttin’
n*gga think that i’m not sorry
real sensitive bout my feelings, imma cancel with a [?]
if the head trust my senses and i feel it; you a target (*grr*)
go ballistics on these bl!cky
takin’ [?] out, i’m smarter
dropped a percy on my b*tches, b*tch i’ll re*up on my kid
postin’ pictures with your brother’s stick, exactly said fish
thought you was rich, but thats yo brother sh*t
you want some other sh*t?
money counter, ain’t no countin’ n*ggas; n*ggas counterfeit (*grr*)

[chorus]
done ran it up so you can’t catch me n*gga
shooters pull up to them [?] so you won’t catch me with them
i told my homie “that enough, stop being extra n*gga”
not to big to feed, i broke too much; you wanna bet me n*gga?
yhea, yhea
still duck the scene, go get a trash bag (trash bag)
ol’ police ass n*gga, get your badge back
put them switches on them pistols, get the last laugh (hauah?)
he f*cked the city up with pistol, he a hashtag

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