19stthree - I dont know

Don't know what go on
Up over there
But ain't gon speak On that
Nigga claim
And act like they got money
But scared to sell a pack
My dogs they real official
In that field
You betta watch ya pup
We come Through
Like white boys ina truck
We trying to hit a duck
What we trying to hit a duck
We trying to hit a duck
Nigga run
We hit him up
We hit a rib
He can't get up
Can't Jump the fence
Got tangled up
Heard he a snitch
Can't hang with us
Boy I get to tripping
No angel dust
We can get to hitting
Boy knuckle up
Say that little bitch
Had me fucked up
Thinking I was bout to spend my money
Just to to fuck her
Old red head
Dirty stupid ass bitch
You got me fucked up
Bitch I hop in the whip
And go and slide
Ain't time for fuck ups
I got khi
He going brazy
I got Dre
He feel amazing
Told my bros
That we got food all on the way
Now we just waiting
I'm big dog
Don't check my weight
Told the bitch
I want the face
Nigga speak all on my name
It leave mouth open
It hold weight
They pick him up
Just like a crate
Man my dog ain't tryna play
All my nigga real hungry
take the food up off your plate
Don't know what go on Up over there
But ain't gon speak On that
Nigga claim
And act like they got money
But scared to sell a pack
My dogs they real official
In that field
You betta watch your pup
And we come through
Like white Boys in a truck
We trying to hit a duck
Paramedic gang
We spin they block
Tornado hurricane
No we not the same
I'm a dunk
You niggas lows and lames
Ain't no jumping over here
Only time you getting jumped
Is when them bullets
Spraying here
If you scared
Then go to church
But youcan say your prayers here
And for the niggas
Who think three ain't bout it
Bitch I'm standing here
For real

Written by:
Jerry McClure

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