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Craig Daddy - BigWalkDog
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Craig Daddy BigWalkDog

Craig Daddy - BigWalkDog
[Intro]
(This what makes you a man
When I was growing up, this was all the protection we needed
You win some, you lose some
But you live
You live to fight another day
Now, you think you a man with that gun in your hand, don't you?)
(I'm a man without it)
(DeeMarc got that heat, ho)
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Big nine to five shit
Look

[Verse 1]
Win some, lose some like Craig's daddy (Huh?)
Most of y'all niggas dumb, gettin' lead backwards (Damn)
How you lookin' to a nigga who ain't gettin' active? (What?)
'Cause a nigga said, "Jump," you an acrobatic?
Grandma house got full, laid on pallets
Mama punchin' in clocks, paid on salary
Yeah, you know the bitch bad, but she got baggage
Gave them folks yo' last, really ain't have it
You was broker than a bitch, got them folks laughin'
Tables turned in thе end, well-known tragedy (Yup)
I'ma hit 'еm with a (Smack), make shit vanish
Diamonds move like Chris, got shit dancin' (Bling)
I'ma call up the gang, shit get handled
Got a load on the truck, slide back tandems
If it's up, then it's stuck, cocked back hammers (DeeMarc got that heat, ho)
When you call out for help, them folks ain't answer (Nope)
When you broke, folks ain't got no talk for you (Nope)
Can't run with a nigga who won't walk for you (Nope)
Being real cost nothing, what it cost for you? (Uh-uh)
They get mad when you won't take a loss for 'em (Damn)
I ain't never had shit, Jay can vouch for it
Niggas cross they own kind, get clout for it
Almost ran outta time in the drought for it
More work you put in, you get out more, hey
Whole team full of shooters, we'll outscore you (Brrt)
And my cousin got life, he was out north
I don't fuck with a pig, I don't like pork (Uh-uh)
I was gettin' it out the mud in some white Forces
Came in with the drip, yeah, the right portion
When my grandma had died, I was hearin' voices
You either in or you ain't, ain't got choices (What?)
They either listen or they don't, nigga, can't force it (Nope)
I'll beat a nigga ass like I'm Chuck Norris
This a fifty-round drum on a Glock 40
Nigga get up in my way, I can't stop for 'em
It been rainin' all year, I ain't stopped pourin' (Damn)
Stopped tryna make friends, shit got borin'
Soon as I sign a deal, I'ma start tourin'
Don't worry 'bout my pockets, better watch yours (What?)
Spin again and again on the block for it, hey (Skrrt)
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