Dot Demo - Round One

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Right back
Back in this bih
Bugging out, uh
Runnin down
100 yards
Hail Mary
Black Jesus
On mamas
I don’t need no one to vouch, uh
2 deep
Me & ninaaa
Like Martin & gina
White beater
Red nose
Gated house uh
Picket fence
Backyard
Dig a ditch
6 feet
Undefeated nigga
Quarters in the couch
Huh
Several grams
Of them fire taliband
Dog treats
What need nigga?
Pistol on the counter
Organic
Built it from the ground up
Crossfaded
Still ain’t f’d the count up
Still get lil riled up
When a fuck nigga comes around us
Other then that I still cool as round 1
Still moving how I want
Still the same nigga
Yea, still head hunting
Still the one that’ll press that red button
Still the same nigga, yea still!
See. no. opponents
Still I wish a nigga would
God damn
Still the first 1 to pop off
Glock sizzle like pot roast
Tried to pop out an got dropped off
Venom, yea the high dose
Block clicking like 96'
I could fry a fish wit my eyes closed
Foreign pack, the wide load
Street money
Big Gato
Hellcat purr
Free Ralo
Gotta get it times 4
Times up, end of convo
I been hella tired
Let the time go
Uh …
Look
Done fucked around
Broke the rock down wit a blindfold
Beat the pot
Hit it with the combo
Tripping off the contact
Built for combat
Till he John Doe
Uh
Yea
Inspired by the Pablo’s, Capo’s, El Chapo’s
Head Hancho’s
Top Dawgs, in the Top class, wit the top gone
IPhone, GPS hit
Get you knocked off
(Dropped off) nigga
Graveyard shifts till this pops off nigga
Catalog deeper then a back blocks
Niggas wanna mad dog
Ain’t never took it that for nigga
Eyes bloodshot Ike Matt Barnes
Pullin up, mask off
I don’t do the trash talk nigga
I don’t even like going back & fourth
Make a nigga mash off
You could take the scraps home witcha
Yeaa
Still chain smoking like a muthafucka
100 on the petro
30 in my lap like a newborn
26 summers
Still walkin wit a jansport
Lap you niggas twice with my boots on
Rolling niggas dead homies
Wit a lil dark leaf
Send that shit round, nigga still thuggin
43rd On 10 niggas still buggin
40 niggas outside ready to kill something
Still catching bodies for the set
Huh
Still catching bodies for the check
Give a nigga lil rope
Watch em tie it round the neck
Huh
Still the same nigga yea, still head hunting
Still the 1 the OG’s call the vet
Yeah!
Still the first 1 to pop off
Still get you knocked off
Still that nigga, in the flesh
Yeah!
Same energy
Same nigga
Nothin changed but the.
Money, Power, Fame & Respect
Huh
Kicked door, made a lil lane for the lil homies
Barely made it out the game
Visions still haunt me.
Camping out, been in the crib got it still on me
No lackin now. this shit get real
Couple bills on it …
Few hunnit thou.
Living wild
Nothing hit you like truth my nigga
Spaced out
Ceiling off the space coup my nigga
Only nigga that I owe is Jesus my nigga
Pistol on the counter
Organic
Built it from the ground up
Crossfaded
Still ain’t f’d the count up
Still get lil riled up
When a fuck nigga comes around us
Other then that I still cool as round 1
Still moving how I want
Still the same nigga
Yea, still head hunting
Still the one that’ll press that red button
Still the same nigga, yea still!
See. no. opponents
Still I wish a nigga would
God damn