guillotine - big dog yogo lyrics
[chorus]
thank god for the real g’s
them p*ssies don’t even know what real means
feds get ’em on a charge, they will spill beans
dem boy there fi get the guillotine
seen it all and i’m still a g
coulda died three times like a trilogy
p*ssies talk to the law, why snitch on me?
dem boy there fi get the guillotine
[verse 1]
snitches fi get stitches
it’s your own fault, pillow talking to them b*tches
you know them puppies can’t play with the big dargs
the sharks don’t swim with the fishes
came up vicious, f*ck a man’s missus
all the og’s washed up like they’re dishes
when sh*t hits the fan, man crumble like biscuits
can’t trust man, i f*ck with ’em from a distance
still giving shots to cats like veterinarians
man violated yogez, i weren’t prepared for ’em
beg you try suttin again, i’m fully daring ’em
darg, i’ll cut your belly open like a cesarean
built up sh*t on my own, i’ve been a general
these rappers ain’t on my level, they sound terrible
still an og on the field like terry venables
big black c*ck and giant t*st*cl*s
[chorus]
thank god for the real g’s
them p*ssies don’t even know what real means
feds get ’em on a charge, they will spill beans
dem boy there fi get the guillotine
seen it all and i’m still a g
coulda died three times like a trilogy
p*ssies talk to the law, why snitch on me?
dem boy there fi get the guillotine
[verse 2]
turn life to music like mozart
keep my heart fully black like a crowbar
them man are working with the feds like omar
dem boy there fi get dem whole head blown off
yeah, dem boy there fi get ghosted
i make bread but it’s hot, call it toasted
big man on the block but i ain’t posted
i’m in the kitchens with them chickens that’s roasted
cali strains got a n*gga west coasting
big shot of henny got me wavy like i’m floating
but manaman a dolphin, deep inna di ocean
big spliff of potent, grade that i’m smoking
move with the motion, the motion i move with
came up dropping eight*b*lls like a pool stick
trunk full of flavours and raws, that’s a toolkit
mossberg dotty if i’ma shoot sh*t
[chorus]
thank god for the real g’s
them p*ssies don’t even know what real means
feds get ’em on a charge, they will spill beans
dem boy there fi get the guillotine
seen it all and i’m still a g
coulda died three times like a trilogy
p*ssies talk to the law, why snitch on me?
dem boy there fi get the guillotine
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