笨小笨FREE DOGGY歌词由EST Gee&42 Dugg演唱，出自专辑《EL TORO 2》，下面是《FREE DOGGY》完整版歌词！
FREE DOGGY歌词完整版
FREE DOGGY - EST Gee/42 Dugg
Lyrics by：George Stone III/Dion Marquise Hayes/David McDowell/Spencer Harris
Composed by：George Stone III/Dion Marquise Hayes/David McDowell/Spencer Harris
Produced by：Dmac/Einer Bankz
Dmac on the ******* track
******* track ******* track
Ayy I still be in the trenches
For my grandma
Still shootin' craps
Still takin' care of my mama
My mama
Bring my back
I got two hundred on your honor
Get these ****** whacked
I got another one
Not no nanas
Sike nah *****
For real
Know we blitz for real
Cuzzo tote a ***** for real
All the way
Can't give a deal
Out to a who really mobbin'
I see that *****
Might rob her
I'm trippin'
I got a problem
My ****** all know I'm solid
Get that pint
I might re-rock it
From drank down to them Roxies
Lil' cuh know 'bout them homis
But gon' take it to the grave
I ain't never gave 'em no names
All I know forever I'm bangin'
How the **** you leave me hangin'
You the reason I got famous
You see 'cause you better paint 'em
Yeah
All this money got me anxious
Yeah
***** all this money got mee
Anxious yeah
Opps think I'm lettin' up
Finally unblock me from they page
Hood hero like Luke Cage
I'm just glad I ducked them raids
I send opps to outer space
I send packs to other states
I had money before fame
Don't get killed tryna catch no fade
sayin' names
They know me and gang
Don't play no games
Cost a 100K
Hope this lawyer beat my brother case
Set the city to flames
Bright so I told Hutch to tint my frames
I ain't switchin' lanes
Gangster 'til they put me in my grave
'Til they put me
They know this **** real
I ain't gotta keep goin' in details
Keep goin' in details
Turnt the city up
We out here spinnin' like a sprewell
Platinum in the streets
And I ain't even drop my presale
I ain't need scales
I dish out loads
I've been a team player
I'm still eatin' off emails
Okay
My first jugg was a P sale
Got a million cash in retail
Won't shop again once these gone
I'm lockin' in
That green phone my best work
Young turnt
Still network
She a bad *****
Prolly F'ed her
No rat ***** can claim me
I'm top ten
Just send the money
We can lock it in
Droppin' tens
play with red
The team get dropped again
We got sticks and fins
Pull your **** back like a lid
You can ask the streets
I ain't gotta speak on what I did
This is how you win
When you rap 'bout what you live
My youngin' know
I'm on it if they had snatched them kids
All my doin' bids
All my ****** doin' it big
In that kitchen
I get busy
Not that 'caine
I **** with rizzy
Too much residue
I'm dizzy
He pop out
Bro go and spin him
Go and spin him
Go and spin him
Go and spin him
Tuned up
