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letra de dog time - envy caine

[verse 1: envy caine]
no chicago but we on our bullsh-t, every glizzy got hallows and full clips
on the side block we selling mad crack still finessing n-ggas wearing dad hats
i’m a leader you do what you suppose to, every b-tches they cuffing is old news
and we jump out gang for them gold chains, still blowing hundreds from my old stain
made my money back when i was smoking dope, when they see the guts they wanna f-ck with coke
every other corner it’s another pole, we be shooting n-ggas everybody know
coka still twirling with a lot of folks and if you play with stro then you gotta go
team larkin n-gga we about to blow, come and stick up your spot then we vamanos
so you can set the drop and you can have your chopper n-ggas still getting whacked
f-ck it shot spot up, if the opps pop up n-ggas still getting clapped
discontinued purple drink me and leeky we was still sipping act
and it’s a coke drought but we stain gang so n-ggas still getting back
eating spanish food f-ck a ruth chris, pull up on your block that’s a new spliff
somebody gotta die we do big hits, every gun i’m toting got a big clip
come and spark your block up then we switch whips, hit adidas store for a quick fit
me and trapgod pull up on your block -boom boom boom boom- everybody shot
all my b-tches pretty sucking d-ck you know i like me a freak hoe
coke nowitskzi i ain’t missing pull up and take shots like a free throw
4 chops twirling me and young gotti 150 smoke vito
acting like he with it then he get shot and start telling like (?)
but i fell in love with chops got too many glocks no weapons it’s lethal
check the score all the folks winning all these n-ggas is losers
watch how i maneuver i ain’t gotta shoot you call up blackadoya
f-ck a renty ima cop me a lyft and go finessing in every store
couple n-ggas snitched got my own situation i’m better off
i’m so tired of this dumb sh-t when we pull everybody they run quick
talking all of this k!ller sh-t half of these n-ggas never really done sh-t
come and twirl with me i be bending blocks, see a opportunity then i’m sending shots
f-cking bad b-tches i be k!lling thots, smoking big dope while i’m getting guap
still spinning blocks tell ‘em free the floxks, still twirling n-gga sh-t will never stop
still tryna (?) them packs i got tired of flipping, mac hold 33 like its scottie pippen
too much from nothing cause my body different, wake up get to it cause i gotta get it

[verse 2: coka jigga]
somebody gonna get shot, cause they know my body different, try to hide the smithen folks toting a big knocks
i tried to catch costamado he was ducking and swerving next time he gone get floxked
only catch them on youtube why they keep dissing the folks now i’m back on some hot sh-t
there they go try to get punched we don’t care about no labels and none of them n-ggas gone stop sh-t
they be throwing the woo all of them n-ggas got shot up already a few of them got spliffed
any n-gga who swishing we treat him like tony can’t wait ‘till i run into rah swish
slide through the 9 with a glizzy a few of my diggies to let them know we around
when i jumped into fivio he kept on yelling out “aye aye” had to beat him down
when i ran into ki in court he was copping and pleading he said he don’t want smoke
and this lil n-gga horse just think he a boss he running ricky but he run slow
maserati no porches got them all cautious always winning never forfeit
take a spin through the flossy, hopped out i’m tossing, got so hyper i almost lost him
i’m in the car with gotti somebody getting floxked
ain’t no shooting out windows we jumping out cars roll down on n-ggas then we switch chops
when i pulled up with fleezy we did him too greezy and left him bleeding on the scenery
could’ve sworn i saw bleezy i thought that i was dreaming get close up on him i don’t need a v
everybody be mad at me cause i rap good and remind them they mans died
n-ggas saying they gdk we gone come stepping blowing sh-t up like land mines
that boy was just here today smoked him like a spliff i heard he died from a hand sign
come play with a folk n-gga you surrounded, we making legends like a campfire
coka jigga mr. talking too spicy, i nut in your b-tch even though she yo’ wifey
same jeans but i bought a new white tee, i f-ck with the crips i just don’t f-ck with shyste
i rock with some bloodies even though they slimey, brownsville get respect if you grimy
independent never thought about signing, real gd’s and we on different timing

coka, everybodyk

- envy caine

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