all my dogs

h-h-h-holy shhh

all the clips never fit the gun

i pull up

you know what's goin' on

let my dogs loose off the chains

oh lord

here we go again

pull up all in all red like larry the lobster

fuck up your posture with this in-you washer

yeah

i just wanna make money and spend flame

you're a dragonballs and gold cooler than i came

okay

westside ma'

fingers rest up

jack

wheels 'pposed to get billings

ride 'em both back to back

man

it's real complicated

can't believe that i made it

you know the big homie stretch

but me

i'm from the pavement

owe that nigga my loyalty

rags to fuckin' royalty

platinum records

i'ma buy him a house off of the royalties

woo

and fuck 'em all

get rich

you fuckin' up the plan

you a bitch

ggt

all the clips never fit the gun

i pull up

you know what's goin' on

let my dogs loose off the chains

oh lord

here we go again

let my dogs loose off the chains

oh lord

here we go again