Video Miss My Dawgs de Yg 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Yg - Miss My Dawgs Lyrics

Man, I miss my dawgs
The ones I pick up for ain't never miss the call
Partner get it poppin', we had plans to get it all
Wishin' you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars
(Ride these foreign cars), man, I miss my dawgs
Thuggin' on the block, really pistol in they draws
Tryna make it out the hood, my dawg had calls
Fuck all the opps and fuck the law, they did him fraud
(They did him fraud)

My dawg's the one who ride for me
They gon' charge me for a body, they gon' slide for free
Wherever I be steppin', they gon' side with me
Bros over hoes, built off loyalty and honesty
My dawgs kept it honest, we know [?]
You ain't my dawg, you ain't never did no robberies
We had a [?], we just tryna hit the lottery
Young niggas ball, we just makin' it off poverty
We did our thing, we did our thing, we did it properly
Tell on your dawgs, I'd never
When I can tell I'm somethin' slick, I'm too clever
I wish my dawgs more life, Hugh Hefner
You know I wrote this for my steppers

Man, I miss my dawgs
The ones I pick up for ain't never miss the call
Partner get it poppin', we had plans to get it all
Wishin' you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars
(Ride these foreign cars), man, I miss my dawgs
Thuggin' on the block, really pistol in they draws
Tryna make it out the hood, my dawg had calls
Fuck all the opps and fuck the law, they did him fraud
(They did him fraud)

Man, I miss my dawgs
Bad-ass memory, but I can't forget my dawgs
Niggas act like kittens, tryna scratch a nigga off
All my niggas pitchin', I feel like [?]
I don't ball though, that's my dawgs, yo
She a thot ho', she on all fours
All my dawgs at, at the crossroads
If all dawgs went to heaven, let my dawgs go
That dog food, I be eatin' pussy like dog food
Only God can judge me, no law school
Her tongue stick out her mouth and her jaws drool
Ran that double-R, no [?], nigga
And I want that smoke like [?], nigga
I'm a big dawg, like Snoop too, nigga
I fuck with YG, like whoop-whoop, nigga
No booth truth, nigga

Man, I miss my dawgs
The ones I pick up for ain't never miss the call
Partner get it poppin', we had plans to get it all
Wishin' you was here, dawg, to ride these foreign cars
(Ride these foreign cars), man, I miss my dawgs
Thuggin' on the block, really pistol in they draws
Tryna make it out the hood, my dawg had calls
Fuck all the opps and fuck the law, they did him fraud
(They did him fraud)