Doggin’ Rayven Justice (Ft. Sada Baby)
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[Intro: Sada Baby]
Mmm go brazy
Hazy
[Chorus: Rayven Justice]
Real talk (Yeah)
Can't be worried about no bitch dog (Can't be worried about no bitch dog)
Countin' blues make my dick hard (Ooh)
Tryna get it like 2Pac ballin' (Get it like 2Pac balling)
I ain't shit baby I been doggin' (Yeah)
Can't be worried about no bitch dog (Can't be worried about no bitch dog)
Countin' blues make my dick hard (Ooh)
Tryna get it like 2Pac ballin' (Get it like 2Pac balling)
I ain't shit baby I been doggin'
[Verse 1: Rayven Justice]
I ain't shit, I'm the shit though (Shit though)
All these bitches on my dick, it's a freak show
If I tell the gang blitz, better get low (Get low)
Hoes get played where I'm from better coach them (Coach)
Bro can't hang whеre I'm from, they'll smoke ‘еm (Smoke 'em)
All this game in my vein come from Oakland (East, east)
If yo mans end up bodied we don't know shit (Don't know shit)
I done swerved in that lane with that glizzy in my hand
Percs for the pain these hoes can't get in my head
Fuck all the fame cause a nigga don't care
I do bitches scandalous y'all wouldn't understand it
Mmm go brazy
Hazy
[Chorus: Rayven Justice]
Real talk (Yeah)
Can't be worried about no bitch dog (Can't be worried about no bitch dog)
Countin' blues make my dick hard (Ooh)
Tryna get it like 2Pac ballin' (Get it like 2Pac balling)
I ain't shit baby I been doggin' (Yeah)
Can't be worried about no bitch dog (Can't be worried about no bitch dog)
Countin' blues make my dick hard (Ooh)
Tryna get it like 2Pac ballin' (Get it like 2Pac balling)
I ain't shit baby I been doggin'
[Verse 1: Rayven Justice]
I ain't shit, I'm the shit though (Shit though)
All these bitches on my dick, it's a freak show
If I tell the gang blitz, better get low (Get low)
Hoes get played where I'm from better coach them (Coach)
Bro can't hang whеre I'm from, they'll smoke ‘еm (Smoke 'em)
All this game in my vein come from Oakland (East, east)
If yo mans end up bodied we don't know shit (Don't know shit)
I done swerved in that lane with that glizzy in my hand
Percs for the pain these hoes can't get in my head
Fuck all the fame cause a nigga don't care
I do bitches scandalous y'all wouldn't understand it
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