[Chorus] All the clips never fit the gun I pull up, you know what's goin' on Let my dogs loose off the chains Oh Lord, here we go again
[Verse] Pull up all in all red like Larry the Lobster Fuck up your posture with this inuyasha Yeah, I just wanna make money and spend flame You're a Dragonballs and gold cooler than I came Okay, Westside ma', fingers rest up, Jack Wheels 'pposed to get billings, ride 'em both back to back Man, it's real complicated Can't believe that I made it You know the big homie stretch, but me, I'm from the pavement Owe that nigga my loyalty, rags to fuckin' royalty Platinum records, I'ma buy him a house off of the royalties, woo And fuck 'em all, get rich You fuckin' up the plan, you a bitch GGT
[Chorus] All the clips never fit the gun I pull up, you know what's goin' on Let my dogs loose off the chains Oh Lord, here we go again
[Outro] Let my dogs loose off the chains Oh Lord, here we go againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
