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Craig Daddy Lyrics - Artist : BigWalkDog
(This what makes you a man. When I was growing up, this was all the protection we needed. You win some, you lose some, but you live. You live to fight another day. Now, you think you a man with that gun in your hand, don't you?)
(I'm a man without it.) (DeeMarc got that heat ho) Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Big nine to five shit Look Win some lose some like Craig's daddy Most of y'all niggas dumb, gettin' lead backwards How you lookin' to a nigga who ain't gettin' active 'Cause a nigga said jump, you an acrobatic Grandma house got full, laid on pallets Mama punchin' in clocks, paid on salary Yea, you know the bitch bad but she got baggage Gave them folks yo' last really ain't have it You was broker than a bitch got them folks laughin' Tables turned in the end, well known tragedy I'ma hit 'em with a (Smack), make shit vanish Diamonds move like Chris got shit dancin' I'ma call up the gang shit get handled Got a load on the truck slide back [?] If it's up then it's stuck, cocked back hammers When you call out for help them folks ain't answer When you broke folks ain't got no talk for you Can't run with a nigga who won't walk for you Being real cost nothing, what it cost for you They get mad when you won't talk a loss for 'em I ain't never had shit Jay can vouch for it Nigga [?] get clout for it Almost ran outta time in the drought for it More work you put in, you get out more Hey Whole team full of shooters we'll outscore you And my cousin got life he was out north I don't fuck with a pig I don't like pork I was gettin' it out the mud in some white Forces Came in with the drip, yea the right portion When my grandma had died I was hearin' voices You either in or you ain't, ain't got choices They either listen or they don't nigga can't force it I'll beat a nigga ass like I'm Chuck Norris This a fifty-round drum on a Glock 40 Nigga get up in my way I can't stop for 'em It been rainin' all year ain't stopped pourin' Stopped tryna make friends shit got borin' Soon as I sign a deal I'ma start tourin' Don't worry about my pockets better watch yours Spin again and again on the block for it, hey Hey, Hey, Hey Big Walk Dog Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Look Every time I speak a word they gon' feel me In the soul, in the flesh, this the real me I ain't never lettin' up make 'em kill me Put a bullet hole in my chest where the [?] be With my own two eyes seen a real key Rob who, take what, do a kill spree Do a serve in a rental, nigga real sneaky R.I.P's in the clip these bitches real lethal I ain't never knew the hate'll make you kill people First [?] yea, the real people And I ain't never lettin' up, I got real reasons Momma still got bills stretched, still reachin' I ain't never showed a nigga where I live neither And I ain't never heard a killer say he killed people If it's a will, it's a way, the streets will eat you Yea we know you got a [?] When you up on your shit people get real evil Attitude like my daddy I'm a real demon When you turn off the lights ice still blingin' Give you one in the break I'ma still leave you I've been movin' off faith we gon' get even All dogs go to Heaven ain't no mixed breedin' Outta sight outta mind that was quick thinkin' Just to see what I do gotta stop blinkin', hey Big Walk Dog Big Walk Dog Hey When you broke folks ain't got no talk for you Can't run with a nigga who won't walk for you Being real cost nothing, what it cost for you They get mad when you won't talk a loss for 'em I ain't never had shit Jay can vouch for it Nigga [?] get clout for it Almost ran outta time in the drought for it, hey More work you put in, you get out more Hey, Hey, Hey Big Walk Dog Hey |
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