All My Dogs

H-h-h-holy shit

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 and 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

(Yeah yeah)Let my dogs loose off the chains (yeah)

Oh Lord, here we go again (Yeah yeah)