Diamond Dogs Demo CHRIST DILLINGER

[Intro]
Said he got Glocks
Good thing we got 'em to
All these rides at my crib its a carnival
All this gold on my neck, I'ma fuckin' jew
When this chopper hit you its goin' split you in two

[Verse 1]
Said he got Glocks
Good thing we got 'em too
All these rides at my crib its a carnival
All this gold on my neck, I'ma fuckin' jew
When this chopper hit you its goin' split you in two
You pull out your wood, she said it too little
I talk to your bitch like I'm Doctor Dolittle
I got that big drip and yo shit is a trickle
Fucked up in the crib and you smokin' a nickel
AR-15, ruger, MAC-11
My homie got killed but he ain't go to heaven
Surrounded by bitches just like I'm a reverend
I'm pourin' this wockhardt inside of my bevеrage
I don't get my phone yo bitch lеavin' a message
These niggas so broke they take anti-depressants
My money grew up yo shit still adolescent
I'm smokin' on runts and it's right in a russian
These niggas be [?] microwave oven
We sold a few bricks today, I sold a dozen
Got all of these [?] I got me a cuffin'
We sellin' more crack than the ones on the pavement
I throw on some drip and skip my arraignment
I'm holdin' the mic like that shit owe me money
These niggas my kids so I'm callin' them sonny
Can't fuck wit yo bitch cause her outfit too bummy
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CHRIST DILLINGER [?] when he pick the 8 up