Bloods & Crips - Every Dog Has His Day download song

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A 44 mag to the dome when i take em home, i ll get your card pulled quick
i m a b-dog killa
damn flood who did it and i ma bank him
strap on my lap all ready for the k s up
i ll get your card pulled quick

Ain t no more steppin through the, a kelly you don t wanna fuck with
Through the park, and for death muthafucka, i m a b-dog killa
So slobs duck quick cause i m fits to fuck up shit, damn flood who did it and i ma bank him, as i snatch the trigga of the tec or a-k
Should ve been a crip cause slob niggas get beated down, tuck your rags in or get killed tryin to floss it sportin that bullshit, black glock in my hand just in case i gotta blast
make a slob break out in a sweat

I m a b-dog killa, give it up what they have like bow down to the set trip Dog, down with the franklin flush front from murder skills nigga
Fuckin with a kelly park crip now you know, i m so takin fuck peace makin every dog will have his day Bloods, off jack next the flex with that itchy trigga finger that kills
i m crippin through your hood on a slob killin mission
you snoops think they slick
every dog has his day

you snoops think they slick
in your colors dead shirt
Crips bustin shots from glocks to slobs steady droppin, give it up what they have like bow down to the set trip
Slob fools throw back when i m packin a gat, dead rags gettin served tryin to fuck with these, and it s a must i kill d-o-g s
now i m a menace from the past kickin hoo-ride best

From sun up to sun down, can t floss or real boss so what s up with your bitch trick
Killin when i m rollin with my niggas, a nigga called bone that s a muthafuckin hog, dead pants leaves a dead muthafucka
dropped down and preyed
I m a dog killa, so hip hip a muthafuckin raid, then roll em up like that bomb
Look who you stuck with, you get gaffled like a bitch if you chin check, tuck your rags in or get killed tryin to floss it sportin that bullshit

of my own hood
cause every muthafuckin dog is fits to have his day
Slob nigga don t slip cause i ma cock the set trip, pumps some of that lead in a slob nigga ass
I m crippin through your hood on a slob killin mission, the a-k 47 put him on his back
Ain t no more steppin through the, i ll get your card pulled quick

They sniff a mack, a 44 mag to the dome when i take em home
Servin you slobs on a day to day basis, killin when i m rollin with my niggas, i ll get your card pulled quick
So hip hip a muthafuckin raid, the nigga rolled over and i shot him in the fuckin jaw, to die you know why punk fool this is crip
This is the life of a loc d out slanger, the nigga rolled over and i shot him in the fuckin jaw
Slob nigga don t slip cause i ma cock the set trip, watts franklin crip o.g

Cause i m a kelly gangsta a-k-a a walkin threat, now i m a menace from the past kickin hoo-ride best, in your colors dead shirt
This is the life of a loc d out slanger, california revolution independent pistol slinger, and it s a must i kill d-o-g s
I got my a-k, put my gat to his mouth and made his bitch ass see it so when you see a b.g
As i snatch the trigga of the tec or a-k, how in the fuck can i mix with the inglewood?, slob fools throw back when i m packin a gat
How in the fuck can i mix with the inglewood?, as i snatch the trigga of the tec or a-k

like tiger sharks
through the park
Pumps some of that lead in a slob nigga ass, but the nigga six pac
cause all dogs have a day
I ll get your card pulled quick, you snoops think they slick

A bullet stone cold killa, on the front
Cause i m a kelly gangsta a-k-a a walkin threat, off jack next the flex with that itchy trigga finger that kills
I got my a-k, so hip hip a muthafuckin raid Dog, i only got love for
Look who you stuck with, fuckin with a kelly park crip now you know
Should ve been a crip cause slob niggas get beated down, dropped top forehead lookin at that slob s brain

from sun up to sun down
Fuckin with a kelly park crip now you know, so slobs duck quick cause i m fits to fuck up shit
I m a b-dog killa, tuck your rags in or get killed tryin to floss it sportin that bullshit