Diamond Dogs Demo lyrics

[Intro]
Said he got Glocks
Good thing we got 'em to
All these rides at my crib its a carnival
All this gold on my neck, I'ma f*ckin' jew
When this chopper hit you its goin' split you in two

[Verse 1]
Said he got Glocks
Good thing we got 'em too
All these rides at my crib its a carnival
All this gold on my neck, I'ma f*ckin' jew
When this chopper hit you its goin' split you in two
You pull out your wood, she said it too little
I talk to your b*tch like I'm Doctor Dolittle
I got that big drip and yo sh*t is a trickle
f*cked up in the crib and you smokin' a nickel
AR-15, ruger, MAC-11
My homie got killed but he ain't go to heaven
Surrounded by b*tches just like I'm a reverend
I'm pourin' this wockhardt inside of my bevеrage
I don't get my phone yo b*tch lеavin' a message
These n*ggas so broke they take anti-depressants
My money grew up yo sh*t still adolescent
I'm smokin' on runts and it's right in a russian
These n*ggas be [?] microwave oven
We sold a few bricks today, I sold a dozen
Got all of these [?] I got me a cuffin'
We sellin' more crack than the ones on the pavement
I throw on some drip and skip my arraignment
I'm holdin' the mic like that sh*t owe me money
These n*ggas my kids so I'm callin' them sonny
Can't f*ck wit yo b*tch cause her outfit too bummy
[?]
CHRIST DILLINGER [?] when he pick the 8 up
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