letra de ain’t ya dawg - damion jones
damion jones:
hook:
y’all was 12 when y’all first did a kick door, on a mission to get all the dough
now ya n-gga pillow talking with the hoes now, and she went and told all the foes
you paranoid and trust a d-mn soul now, and now u strapped with the 44
gotta be careful who you f-cking with, cause every n-gga ain’t ya dawg no mo
verse 1:
gotta be careful who you rolling with, it ain’t no telling on what type of sh-t these n-ggas be on. they’ll tell you that everything is good, but when n-ggas get to shooting, he’ll survive, but you’ll be gone. innocent bystander sh-t, i see it everyday. your own brother will set you up each and every way. they be mad when you eating and they ain’t. they hate when you when it the bank, make a deposit and them n-ggas can’t. so they set up plot and try to hit you for ya currency. but what started as a l!ck, ended up as an emergency. crime scene is burgundy, they though it was certaincy, the urgency, a cool n-gga turns into hercules
hook:
y’all was 12 when y’all first did a kick door, on a mission to get all the dough
now ya n-gga pillow talking with the hoes now, and she went and told all the foes
you paranoid and trust a d-mn soul now, and now u strapped with the 44
gotta be careful who you f-cking with, cause every n-gga ain’t ya dawg no mo
verse 2:
thought u was real with ya tough ass, thought all them hoes liked u, cause u lift with ya buff ass. but it’s a question that i must ask. so you why tell on ya dawg? u gotta p-ssy for a mustache. i bust back i don’t never get blast on, i’m looking for the future my n-gga because the past gone, mask on, i’m mashing on and i’m mashing out. i’m passing out ass whipping til it’s not passing out. elementary food, sour taste in a bad mouth. why u throwing stones when u live in glass house? pillow talker, telling all the hoes the business. but when u get jammed, u the co-defender and witness. b-tches love to start sh-t, and i ain’t talking bout women, i’m talking to u n-gga what the f-ck is u doing? a n-gga front u dope and you be blessing a pipe? or when a n-gga go to jail u be texting his wife? it’s real life, f-cked up from the beginning, so i stopped f-cking with losers when a n-gga started winning, this is ending of the show. moral of the story. every n-gga ain’t ya dawg no mo
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