I did it for my dawgs

I did it for my dawgs

X8

Oh Lord

Hundred in the mula got more diamonds than a jeewler

Top down on the car might be riding with a shooter

N***a down to do ya I ain't f**king with a curl bar

Nickle plated ruger have you in a box on Worldstar

Duck n***a duck n***a duck n***a duck n***a

Where I'm from you call the f**k n***a

Pistol in the freezer spend a kilo on the visa

Courtside sportscenter I can make you a believer

Everybody going broke keep it real you gotta fight it

Hundred kilo's in the beemer boy don't make me get excited

Couple milli on the neck like I'm tryna get indicted

Got a mansion got a yacht bad b***h and a tiger

Real n***as taking over televisions

D**e boys riding in a new set of benzes

Hot boy Young boy still on fire

What's a death sentence cause we all gotta die

Sittin' on them M's mad s**t is gettin realer

Got my hood looking like

Buying all these foreigns I be in and out the dealer

Just to let my n***as hold on when they rollin it could kill 'em

And these suckas I don't feel 'em

I don't even see 'em

I'mma die fly Rest in Peace Aaliyah

Half my dawgs dead the rest of them is here

If all your jewels fake how the f**k we gon believe ya

Said I did it for my dawgs did it for my dawgs

Everybody ridin' till you sit 'em in the morgue

Started with a now I'm sittin' in a Porsche

With the shooters right behind me

S**t you looking at a boss

Rose gold rolie on my wrist flawless

Hundred bottles send 'em to the vip ballin'

Basketball leather in the Benz Spalding

Ya'll n***as talking f**k is yall retarded

I did it for my dawgs

Did it for them n***as with a vision like a boss

Did it for them n***as in the kitchen with the salt

Now I'm in that white thing 500 horses for my n***as in the

But got bikes in my hand and a drop head Rolly

Staring at the ceiling when I wake up in the morning

My dawg doing life try to see him 'fore he hit the coffin'

Play with my paper run up in your offices

It's the '012 Ice Cube n***a with the Raider hat

A maniac n***a where the paper at

Highway to life need a hundred mill exit

50 on the wrist hundred on the necklace

Yo watch who you drinking with

Watch who you smoking with

1 7 in my safe when I open it

Cash

If I put 7 in ya face will I open it

And I know tomorrow ain't promised but I hope it is

Love to get acquanted with you

Stay and tear the jail up

Did it for my dawgs so I had to put the bails up

Get them thangs off so I haven't put the scales up

Treat you like a pit get ya ears and ya tail cut

Choppas still hot you can hold it for yourself

Versace same buckle on the loafers and the belt

Yeh the pills is flying but the smokers is something else

If the spot catch fire the coke will just really melt

The dough got 'em bringing in the broads

Obvious the flow got 'em screaming for the lord

If there's money on ya head what you think is the reward

I ain't do it for myself you know who I did it for