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(Droopy Drew Dog)
I come down baby walks once again it`s on
You see I peeped at the game that wrote in your song
Definition for drama
Bout` to play wit`cha mama
Never been a sucka nigga
Cause it`s still on the come up
You know a busta get faded
(???) would of made it
Somewhere down the line
You playa hated and traded
See I done what I did
And if you fell off
I do it again
Mama`s only song I scrapped since the age of ten
I had no brothers and sisters
I had no father
World drama taxed
Thought the lord didn`t bother
To hear me, nigga can you feel me
God can you forgive me
For all the dirt I`da did
(???)
I put the (???)
Because it`s over now
Cross me again then it definetly a showdown
Jimmy Jex slipping get his crown cracked
(???) a bitch
But see you made me a tape

Chorus x2
See nothin` but shit up in my blood
And plus the drugs up in this thug
Indonisia

(??)
I`m a motherfucker hustlin that I`d trap down on
Tryin` to come up in this game
Whether is right or is wrong
My attitude is fucking
Bad around town in a bucket
I got a job but go quick
Cause minimum wage ain`t shit
Now feel me
I think the government is fucking us blind
While they gettin` paid
Leavin` all the poor folks behind
Occupation for money was just a criminal grind
You don`t gotta be in jail
Because your ass doing time
I`m black
Aggrivated, criminal mind stated
Problems with the police
They were all (??) related
Now take my shoes and walk em out of my pad Vic
A playa hatas they down to blood bound
Can you feel me
I`m talking about the real, do you hear me
A trick the bitch walk up the same (???)
I`m puttin it down on a mic representing self made
No shorts or losses
But bullets get sprayed
I`m not some artificial killer
Or some cheap ass thriller
But I can chop your head off
You get between my scribble

Chorus x2

So there you have it
Self made playa Droopy Droop motherfucking Dog
Puttin` it down for playa village
AKA BH motherfucking P
Hook my shit with Paul
Motherfucking prophet
Juicy "J" behind this shit
You know what I`m saying
Can`t stop
It`s on from hurdle to hurdle two G`s bitch
Fear this nigga

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