4 My Dogz

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Song Length 4:27 Genre Rap - Hip Hop, Rap - Gangsta
Tempo Medium Slow (91 - 110) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Troubled, Aggressive Subject Anger, General
Similar Artists Dr. Dre, Snoop Doggy Dogg Language English
Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

his 4 my dogs eh, know just how we ball eh
getting paper, fuck dem haters; we gotta get it all eh x2
4 my niggas, 4 my sistas, do it 4 the hoods
we getting bigger, getting richer and its feeling good

this 4 my dogs riding with me for the cause
outlaws getting paper buss a nigga in his jaw
fuck them haters, hitting bitches raw
lasers locked on niggas cars, yellow snapper fish and slaw
fuck it I ain't getting caught, you hating what a nigga bought
like a bitch nigga, I see the bitch in ya
dammit you's a bitch nigga
this 4 my dudes, making stacks and paying dues
got a few serving fed time, nigga bending rules
but I choose to be a Hard Head, faith is what my heart plead
I ain't giving up, some hating niggas wants us all dead
stratagize, my nigga only limit is the sky
fuck getting by, my nigga guarantee I'm living fly


It's 4 the love of my hood, yeah I keep it trill
my niggas from the field, niggas love to keep the steel
yeah we seek and kill, adversaries scurry
talk shit get buried in a hurry, nigga worry
since I'm coming full flurry, I ain't got time for nonsense
on some Saddam shit, niggas get the bomb quick
be alarmed prick, yeah you's a bitch nigga
I see the bitch in ya, dammit you 's a bitch niggas
this 4 my hoes, do ya thing and making dough
dogging niggas out, walk wit clout letting bitches know
spit the flow, I'm getting dough; getting riches
bitches, hoes; frigid cold, thats how they like it yo
guarantee cant fight it bro

I'm on my kool shit, haters and they loose lips
mad cause they cant do shit, but fuck it I'm a rule this
never letting up on niggas necks, getting bigger checks
came up out the gutter, motherfucker; feel it yes
this 4 my young niggas, niggas stay up outta the pen
you better out then in, police ain't no fucking friends
my nigga gone and get them ends, getting paper daily
giving back to the hoods, dog we ready
block parties and ghetto confetti
celebration cause me and my niggas stay getting fetti
bullshit ain't nothing petty
but I choose to be a Hard head, faith is what my heart plead
See my coming up, ain't even ball yet

Lyrics Byron Green Label Hard Head Productions

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