Murder Dog

I ain't fuckin' with niggas, rather get it all on my own
 I was born with it, this is somethin' you couldn't clone
 Stuck in the zone, I been in it a lil' minute
 Might be a lil' winded, but promise I'm gon' finish
 Just some lil' homies, jabronies, you better know your roles
 See you do more slidin' than ridin', you better get control
 Let 'em feel it in they trunk and up in they soul
 Ain't too much to say, a nigga cold
 I told 'em, "Fuck a XXL, I need the cover of the Murder Dog"
 Nah, it ain't ringin' no bells, I never heard of y'all
 Niggas I don't know in the feelings, I'm sensin' hurt involved
 I'm just pickin' up every penny until the curtains called
 How you gonna have an opinion, but not a pot to piss?
 Never once said I was perfect, a lot of shots was missed
 I land and say ain't it ironic, I say, "Ain't that a bitch?"
 Couldn't just stay on your side, you know they had to switch
 And I might trip, but on my feet is where I land though
 Nah, I ain't did it yet, but got a plan, bro
 Manifestin' everything I'm seein', a couple moves at a time
 Just know that everything I do is divine
 Might go muscle like Toretto, my Corona with lime
 They ain't really nothin' special once you peel back the lies
 Niggas hide behind the makeup, man, that shit a disguise
 Watch 'em play it just beef, all them boys got to try
 Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
 Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
 Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways
 Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
 Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
 Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways
 Feelin' like I'm in a rocket when that gas hit
 Speedin', actin' like I never had shit
 Came in with my own, playa, I ain't 'bout to pass this
 Clean mirror-finish on that semi-automatic
 I do that out of habit, I got to make it home
 I'm gettin' older, the circle shrinkin', now I ride alone
 And that behavior y'all acceptin', I just can't condone
 If you ain't talkin' 'bout no paper, homie, text my phone
 I'm gettin' blown
 I'm ridin' to some old school, the rock, funk, and the blues
 A lil' metal when I'm up in the mood
 It's more 'bout who playin', not to win or the lose
 It ain't about who talkin', but who makin' a move
 Couldn't walk up in my shoes
 Matter fact, I think these hoes sold out
 Ain't too hard to see the shit I'm about
 Got to keep this shit in motion, never had me a doubt
 Even if they want to block 'em, I still have me a route
 Mo'fucker
 Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
 Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
 Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways
 Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
 Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
 Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways
 Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
 Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
 Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways
 Look before you cross, 'cause it go both ways
 Money in and out, yeah, it go both ways
 Askin' for the love, but it go both ways
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, it go both ways
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 "Fuck a XXL, I need the cover of the Murder Dog"