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Wire - German Shepherds lyrics
Intro: Jiggy Male Black Mobb Clik The Dungeon family Jiggy Male Chorus: Everyday Is A Holiday, anutha muthafuckin dollar day (x4) Verse 1: Check this out Call me Dr. strange, I be in tha lab Cause talkin on a musical style Put it up, you get doubled for what you pay for I got plenty skils and it chills see As we creap thru da city AT-ail All this shit ain't pretty, well I cock my glock back If you hot a junkie got to tell where da rock ya set All apartments got dope spillaz and they servin, watchin out for 12 squealaz And well Atlanta's goin up, Atlanta's goin down I bring the sound and I found a betta way Sometimes a nigga gotta do like Barbie and Ken away Since I gotta stay Unemployed niggaz don't pull it far If it weren't for this music dope, I wouldn't have no job Jiggy male Chorus Verse 2: Check this out, keep all quarter cutted up Lookin at da rocks in da sack, had his pockets from bein flat Broke anutha choke off this dutch, I won't stop smokin bluntz I need some french chumps, I bring the funk with swaids of the tongue, When I say whatz up You know where I'm from This watch survival tear, rappin iz da way to get it off my chest Can't let this stress bleed, rollin thru these swats again Made many, many muthafuckin new friendz When I was 20 dope, I gotta get this flow, doin shows See some G'z out in queens for the fed G'z And let the toxin ease yo pain, where all the niggaz at wit all tha gang See all the kings in choice of power, this iz our hour Poppin wide, listenin to this line Jiggy male Chorus |
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