[Intro: Jewell]
What would you do
If you could get with Tha Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
If you get caught with your pants down?
[Verse: Az Chike & Jewell]
They say it’s the quiet ones you gotta worry ’bout
I walk in, step on s*it like a dirty house
One feature, got boogers ’round thirty thou’
‘Bout the coast, already told you, n!gga
Watch your mouth
Shoulders rotate and I’m just getting in that mode
When n!ggas built like foam, of course they fold
The people’s champ, here b!tch, I’m who they chose
Now it’s time to get your nostrils wiped like a itchy nose
See the chit-chatter, like Chizzle, don’t get busy
It’s the badass’s bots, he can’t fu*k with me
He keep talking ’bout the west, is he strictly d!ck-ly?
Ray got some, I get some, he going fifty-fifty
Tag me in, time to get a n!gga gone
Yeah, you bad to the ass
I’m just bad to the bon
ave you a lil’ snippet, you ain’t even worth a song
Shout to opium, I’ll destroy you on my lone
How you a pro from your era, still ain’t make a hit song
N!gga stick to the script, should’ve stayed in your zone
Heard that game time bore ’em, now a n!gga on your dome
Six hour flight, time to send a n!gga home
(If you could get with Tha Dogg Pound?)
Ha, washed rappers, this is not 2013
Nun’ to worry ’bout, why the fans want to alert me?
Out his whole class he came up with, this n!gga third string
Im from the streets but best believe he won’t be my first fiend
Everybody from TDE got put on
You the only one out your group that still make songs
Fu*k that bulls*it you wrote for Post Malone
And barely that, it won’t work and start to act
This n!gga think he can take a break and come back
Ha, fu*k is up with that?
What, I gotta lyrical-miracle whoop your ass?
Another body for the west, n!gga, cheer my glass
N!ggas posting TDE-East, I can’t believe
Don’t wanna sue or clique up, n!gga, take a seat
Boy, I’m wired, know you tired, n!gga, take a knee
A cliff, bridge or faith, I don’t give a fu*k
N!gga, take a leap
I really be that man
Love to be the bad news and come fu*k up your plans
I really write what I spit, I’m getting better with my hands
Ah, ah, ha
Its the best feature on GNX coming to talk to you
Better go report back to 50, he the boss to you
Purposely get you possessed and put a cross to you
Ah, ah, ah
You got beef or a
I’ll slap you Joey
You this “High ranked rapper”, when was your last paid show?
Look at you, starting from scratch
‘Til he screaming he back
But who the fu*k asked for you?
[Outro: Jewell]
What would you do
What would you do
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