bring But now it's over and we need to move on To move on, to move on Last call to you, told me everything was through Last call to you, reminds me
Übersetzung: Street Dogs. Last Call.
d bring But now it's over and we need to move on To move on To move on Last call to you, told me everything was through Last call to you, reminds me
my heart When they killed my dog Ruined every last dream that we had to ball Me and this nigga was like brothers Since we was small I needed anything he was the first I'd call
some shit, wanna see me assed outta luck Bet I ain't trippin', cause I don't give a muthatfuck [Lil' Wayne] I be catchin' a nigga corner, rippin' through a nigga street
like me They call my name out and niggaz run, best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come [Hussein Fatal] They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two
for dead son Niggas who know me, know how I get down, I'm fresh out the pound NYPD crit the flip, get on some New York undercover shit Fuck wit dogs you
I'ma rap 'til y'all all get sick of me And clutch my nuts sack and spit all who pick at me A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me I'm sayin'
no love Better let dogs loose Got him, hold him up and on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz All the real niggas in the streets with heat If
truck in a two-car garage {*CRUNCH*} Hoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin to walk it off "Fuck you too bitch, call the cops!" I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs
(uhh) cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh) your last breath, M-R, period, Meth Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH Down these mean streets
years in the Housing Benefit waiting room. I must have lost your number in the all-night garage, And now I'm wandering up and down your street, Calling
my cold to kill nigga debts I build wit wise guys Gods and earth, broads and flirts Frauds, dirt hustlin street niggas that walk they dogs If I act right
niggas never talk just listen This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen [Chorus] Rough niggas in the street will bust 4 the bread And meat deuce 57th Street
balls nigga Representin' 57th street Me and my Dawgs bringin' the heat Born and raised to be a villain on these Kansas City streets Best retreat when you hear my dogs
it's time for to pay rent And who you think gonna loan me money when my last bread is spent I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in
I kept it on wax and served you I "Square Dance" cause I'm sick of rappin circles around these clowns, stready tryin to call me out It's like I'm listenin to motherfuckin dogs