BIG DAWG (feat. Keko)

(F*ck the fire, we got grease) Yeah Ayy Bitch What Say he want what? Jack just want a drink Yeah, hand me dat It's Quan, nigga Don't forget the dog, nigga It was dissin on the net Chopper hit him like a bat I was broke, home alone Now I'm trying to get a check You know I got that TEC for Anybody wanna press If you thinkin' it's a game, no 2K We got them next If you thinkin' it's a foul, we finna treat them like the ref Free my baby will up out them gates & we don't f*ck with rats If you wanna disrespect, Draco shooting at your neck Goofy acting like he big dog, we'll treat his ass like stretch Yeah, you know I got my chopper, we be spinning every block High speed chase for the cops and I will never stop Ho's like the way I rock, but I ain't talking about The Rock Keep on acting like you Ronnie, you gonna get that head shot In the city with your bitch, and yeah, you know she giving top Twenty-three up in the Glock, you already know he getting flopped Put you on just like some crocs Mess with me, you getting popped I'm the god in my city So don't be looking for qualms I'm still in it Chopper, hit him up like Ricky You ain't going back like Biggie Got that .45 for me Make you do the dance like Shiggy Chopper, fill him up with hollows They can't stand the rain like Missy I don't f*ck with no court dates I know 12 gon' get me If I had a tether on, I'm still gon' hit him with that glizzy BBE, that's the business Little goofies, get up with me Acting like you was the king, but you was never in my city In the block and best believe that I'ma hit they ass back Kept on talking all that shit until they dumbass got clapped They like some fucking hoes All they do is chit chat Got your pole took and you ain't even getting that shit back F*ck that, you know it's bad to the basics It's getting stacks On the road with your ho and yeah, you know she countin racks Bad bitches in the club and yeah, you know they shaking ass I'm a young nigga with knowledge All I'm saying is get a bag Back up in this bitch again I keep my F&N High as hell up in the whip I'm smoking all these zips again Niggas kept on talking all that shit until we kill they mans On the high speed chase I got a baddie right beside me, man These niggas keep on dancing on me Nigga, kill me then I'm from the south side of the L You know I'm toting all these sticks again I'm with the crew and yeah, you know we dropping bands again In Big Bands entertainment, yeah, we is the coldest, man Hot boy, we got them switches and we sending hits Beating down your damn block like the Grinch, we taking shit Being down your damn block like the Grinch, we taking shit Acting like you was the king, but you was never in my city, pussy