[Verse 1]
The situations in my hood, I guess they still be the same
Mamas cryin' for they babies 'cause they trapped in the game
Different names, different faces, different [?] to kill
Through the weather, this dawg know yo dawg be real
I'm drinkin' the brew, smokin' blunts, tryna make myself high
But they always got yo back, from the blunt [?] to the lighter
We doin' the dirt together, cuttin' the loss of the chase
'Cause wе both realized that life's a constant rat racе
Uh, through plots and the schemes, we had the same dream
Were sellin' our soul for the cream, Monday 7 to 11
Stackin' mail to the fiends, you know your dawg hate that (I hate that)
When you're lookin' for the fellas, he's the first to be found
[?] around when the shit hit the fan
And them other niggas ran (Where you at?)
He'd be your man to the last stand, ready to rumble
The feelings from my heart make me humble
'Cause he's the one that's true when this world is like a nigga all up in this struggle
I never sweat 'cause I'm not alone
But we together, people label us as bad to the bone (Yo we bad to the bone)
That's not the facts, you gotta take a look at where we at (Where we at)
'Cause in my neighborhood, the cops [?] kill [?]
[Chorus]
Now if yo nigga is a dawg, throw your hands up high
If yo nigga is a dawg, lit them blunts up the sky
If yo nigga is a dawg, then drink a brew or two
And if that nigga [?], he ain't true to you
If yo nigga is a dawg, throw your hands up high
If yo nigga is a dawg, lit them blunts up the sky
If yo nigga is a dawg, then drink a brew or two
And if that nigga [?], he ain't true to you
The situations in my hood, I guess they still be the same
Mamas cryin' for they babies 'cause they trapped in the game
Different names, different faces, different [?] to kill
Through the weather, this dawg know yo dawg be real
I'm drinkin' the brew, smokin' blunts, tryna make myself high
But they always got yo back, from the blunt [?] to the lighter
We doin' the dirt together, cuttin' the loss of the chase
'Cause wе both realized that life's a constant rat racе
Uh, through plots and the schemes, we had the same dream
Were sellin' our soul for the cream, Monday 7 to 11
Stackin' mail to the fiends, you know your dawg hate that (I hate that)
When you're lookin' for the fellas, he's the first to be found
[?] around when the shit hit the fan
And them other niggas ran (Where you at?)
He'd be your man to the last stand, ready to rumble
The feelings from my heart make me humble
'Cause he's the one that's true when this world is like a nigga all up in this struggle
I never sweat 'cause I'm not alone
But we together, people label us as bad to the bone (Yo we bad to the bone)
That's not the facts, you gotta take a look at where we at (Where we at)
'Cause in my neighborhood, the cops [?] kill [?]
[Chorus]
Now if yo nigga is a dawg, throw your hands up high
If yo nigga is a dawg, lit them blunts up the sky
If yo nigga is a dawg, then drink a brew or two
And if that nigga [?], he ain't true to you
If yo nigga is a dawg, throw your hands up high
If yo nigga is a dawg, lit them blunts up the sky
If yo nigga is a dawg, then drink a brew or two
And if that nigga [?], he ain't true to you
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