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| B.G. Chopper City In The Ghetto Dog Ass (b.g.) Ohh man, you fuck that girl friend Verse 1: (juvenile) Girl look at you, with you big fine a$$ What you need to do is let a nigga get behind that I'm find that spot for you, make it drip Once it get wet enough for me, i'm let it rip Now bring it to me, toot it up, don't grab me She said ooh woo, you doing that daddy Now take it out, put it where it should be I don't want nothing but mouth you understood me I'll hit you with the knuckle hoe, i'm from the 3 (3rd ward) Where they say fuck a hoe, fuck a hoe, what i mean is Get your it right hoe or that's you issue I been holla at your potna so a nigga ain't gone miss u Good rittens, matter fact if she don't know how to act She gone be on the next thing smoking So how u luv dat Bgeezy (b.g.) u did that but it's all gravy nigga Let's go get some hood rats! Chorus: (juvenile) B.g. go on with your dog a$$ Boy you know you wrong with dog a$$ (b.g. aka baby gangsta) Say juve you down bad with your dog a$$ You done fuck that girl friend with your dog a$$ Verse 2: I play the game how it go A different hoe everynight in my condo I throw dick like elway throw a football I care less but a bitch i fuck friends and all I'm a nigga that them hoes just can't stand I'm that nigga that hoes want to be their old man, respect this I have you ridin on renzos in the benzo (bens) I beeped your friend have her ducked off in the maro (camaro) I'm cut throat, i her you beefin with your sister i give a fuck hoe Me & juve two niggas you can't trust We from uptown, we like ice on our nuts hoe That's how the game go, look I fuck you u fuck him we don't care He fuck you fuck me we like this here I toss a bitch he toss a bitch that's how we ball He ain't right, i ain't right, we both dogs Chorus: Verse 3: (juvenile & b.g.) Broads i use to fuck with be try'n to get me killed now Now i gotta carry that thing on the battlefield now I could slow down with my girl and try to keep it real now Hoes use to play me close i wonder how they fell now They don't have a man that's gonna help with they bills now Begging me to come back tellin me they gonna chill now You know i got a mill now, climbing up the hill now Shining up my grill now, protected by the steel now (b.g.) Hoes know lil duggey (b.g.) ain't right I fuck you yesterday fucking your best friend tonight I'm a dog it ain't no secret i be grilling bitches You full of that poppa watchout cause i be wilding bitches I know you go let me slang that dick cause it's mine hoe I know you go let me do my thing i like to shine hoe I know you gone respect my mind and let a nigga ball I know you gone respect my mind and let me be a dog With my dog a$$ Chorus: (juvenile) B.g. go on with your dog a$$ Boy you know you wrong with dog a$$ (b.g. aka baby gangsta) Say juve you down bad with your dog a$$ You done fuck that girl friend with your dog a$$ (repeat once) Cash money go on with they dog a$$ They got it goin on with they dog a$$ |
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