Royce Da 5' 9 f/ Yo Gotti - Looking At My Dog Lyrics |
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Lyrics: [Chorus] Why you lookin' like that? Stop lookin' like that Stop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dog That'll get you f***ed up Why you lookin' like that? That'll get you f***ed up, stop lookin' at my dog Why you lookin' like that? Stop lookin' like that Stop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dog That'll get yo ass shot Why you lookin like that? That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog [Yo Gotti] Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti! Why you lookin' at me? Hear a nigga I ain't ya bi*** You don't want a street nigga that have to get wit this sh** Cuz I ain't gon' quit Til 'em choppa bullet flippin They spleens, layin' all lower then yo chest or ya chin Man I'm in it to win I give a f*** bout a friend I care more bout the dough, and even more bout the Benz Niggaz look at my chain, then they clutchin' they burners They think they got us, we ?? finna get ugly this summer Yeah I roll with a stunna, I got a lot on the line But still its kill or be killed before a nigga take mine I give a pass to niggaz, when they look at my bi*** Just they admire her walk, or just impress that she thick I'm reppin' Southside ?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti! Bricks in the dashboard Benz big body Royce 5'9' and them hustles out of Detroit Get it how we get it cuz they importin' Ex boy [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9'] Why you so hard nigga? Pause I done tried so many times To get my violent temper to comply with my mature side But the other side is where the 45 is, hidin' And I'm fa' sho childish, hi, I'm countin' 1, 2, seeking you niggaz with the peace, with the peek-a-boo trigger When I come, through, with the honorable spirit Eyes lighting up with shine like the 'Chronicles of Ridd***' Nigga forget it Nine times outta ten, times' on my side If your nines in the car, cuz mines on my side Why you lookin' like dat? Nigga ain't no hoes here I'm about to ask the waitress what she put in yo' beer We can get it on, we can do whatever boy (whatever boy) Don't you ever push your pedal, pump your brake Better untwist your face Spoken word, mixed with school, mixed with crunk This should hit you, get you pump, if it get you drunk It can get you jump! [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9'] bi***es trip, niggaz quick To pull out they chains on sight Niggaz flip, soon as they announce my name on the mic So I, gotta kinda watch them niggaz You know them niggaz roll up beside you You don't know if they like your car, they don't like you By the way they lookin', you can't tell if they grimmin' you or admiring you Whether envy you when they see your tires spinnin' So you greet 'em as polite- ly as possible, that nine sit on yo lap, be disrespectful then you leave 'em at the light Hit that window and squeeze that toaster Pull off fast and I promise That I just put his Regal in 3-wheel motion without havin' hydraulics I call it like I see it Walk it like I did it Nigga coughin' up yo kidney Cough, talkin' bout the kid My people, I came expectin' the same kinda respect that you want Some of you steppin' in something by coming and testing it once They won't let you do nothin' unless you cutting a check Let me ask you a couple a questions, nigga [Chorus - 2X] More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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