Issues E

Yeah, Dogg House. Oh serious? Well I ain't know about all that. Man, word on the street is a motherfucker. Keep my ear to the street as much as Possible. Got to. I found out. Check it out. Everywhere I go, I got niggas and bitches on My dick tryna take my shit. Now I don't really know, but I try to Keep my head to the skid, I slice my Piece of bread. What y'all hatin' for? You better get up, get out, and get your Own, nigga. Pick up the phone and holla at Your folks. Young Locc's in the hood mashin' Dogg House, fuck them other fools. D-O-double-G, kick back, blaze a sack, And catch a motherfuckin' Big Mac attack. We blazin' up the dope, it'll hurt you. Nothin' but purple in my circle. 'Til the day we die, we gon' get money, Bitches, and high. Dogg House gangsta crap, right back up in your Motherfuckin' ass for the R2G, Bitch. What y'all wanna do? Seems like these niggas wanna talk all night. What we gonna do? We ain't gon' say nothin' More, we gon' get with y'all on sight. That's how it's 'sposed to seem, so all that Stragglin' the gate tryna get close to me, Y'all niggas need to stop tryna flip the hip Hop script. I snap, crackle, and pop. Tell your friends and foes it's a whole new Year situation and I'm still hatin' hoes. Will it ever stop? Look, I really don't know, but on the up I doubt that Lord. Now what about your hood? Man, I'm doin' mine, they doin' theirs, so I Guess it's all good. And what about your crew? Shit, my crew is the East Side, fool, I Thought you knew. Dogg Pound ain't the same. Yeah, them niggas split up and did they own Thing and went and made they own gang. Money is thicker than blood. That's fucked up, but on the real that's how It is, cuz. Damn, the world just ain't the Same. And come to find out these niggas crossin' Up my motherfuckin' name. So what am I to do? I pay them no mind, continue to shine, everything's Fine. In G-O-D we trust, that's why y'all suckas Can't touch us, touch us. Meechy made the beat, and you know when we Get together, shit, we like bread and meat. We comin' with the heat. Close your mouth 'cause Dogg House is definitely Turnin' it out. And what about the cops? I paid them and the ones I didn't I Slayed them, haha. Will it ever stop? It's like askin' who is it before a nigga Even knock. The game is here to stay, And I'm here to change the rules 'cause I'm A player that loves to play. You thank the Lord today, think I didn't? And on that note, Young Locc, I'm gettin' ghost. Why you tell the truth? 'Cause I'm 120 proof From the turf to the roof, Big Snooze. Peace, peace, peace