Buddha Monk - Do Me Dog lyrics

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Buddha Monk - Do Me Dog lyrics

[Chorus: Politic] I'm trying to do me, get cheese and blow trees Travel seas, push the V and ride beats Blaze through Sac's, like I blaze through tracks So I blaze two macks at ya Gray's ballcap [Politic] I stay laced in, what's in ya freezer, b**h Cuz I can co*k back, dump, co*k back a frit It's Hurricane Polo', tip bottles and hit models Spit for the love of the streets, the kid's motto I'm cold like the top of the mountains in Colorado Unexpected like Roy Jones hosting at the Apollo I think different, flow hot like ball liquid I master my impossible sh** like Verbal Pete did Like D & P, leave the game but I can't leave it Having trouble breathing, even though I'm breaking even Still limp with my chin up, quick to pick ya chick up In and out of tracks, like I'm spitting with the hiccups I'm real, dog, spit fire and blow fog Keeps it dog, like Grandpa Dukes and Boss Hog See, the streets changed my mind, I think different Listen, I got missing, young, I'm done and waiting on my day in trial [Chorus 2X] [Politic] Yo, how is it, I'm unheard but got props If you the n***a on the block screaming how you hot You flossing, I'm tossing back shots with no gwop Forcing my hand, gets you popped like old locks I thought you knew, hollows for the people, but tick We spitting hot hollows through ya tephlon sh** Just because you been in the bing don't make you tough Tough guys beat cases, playa, smarten up It's like target practice, rapping with ya'll cactus Act like ya the master of the game, and y'all just average I epitomize the middle of your verse Then in the worst situation, O.T. and double work I take a step back, and wrapped a wave cap and let my thoughts free Since way back, twenty's and dutch, can mean it off me I'm saucy, pardon if I come across harsly I got hate blood, and I'm so so d**h, to talk enforcely [Chorus 2X] [Politic] Aiyo, pardon me, if you don't like my approach I'm a brain wit a voicebox, I speak what I know I'm a ghetto vocal chord, I just holla for the people Who bust those, get those, stay blowing leather Devil's Advocate, DeNiro, the main character Wife dime, hollering at a two to make ya marry ya Crew flip, n***as move quick than sound barriers I'm flu sick, I Politic sicker than his carrier Listen, I think, live and I talk different Get dough, pimp hoes, drink and spark isim I done been state to state and ain't hate So excuse my attitude, if it's rude and out of place I bubble like Mr. Move, to waite and shake rectors Knock down ya play sister, then played the block witcha So don't knock if I don't get in ya zone I'm Politic everyday so just leave me alone

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