Waka Flocka Flame - For my dawgs/Cedric Yayo lyrics

 For My Dawgs Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics Mentally ill, please someone call a docta' 911 it's emergency go get a docta' You don't know by now boy they call me Waka Flocka Gotta bad habbit I might o.d. off yoppas Whole bunch of choppas fo' my enemies Devil entered me my mind don't injury I'm in front of the jury like I'm guilty Shawty tried me so I k**ed 'em on, off? G.P Mom I'm sorry I can't let you bury Don't worry just come carry And some letters plus some phone time momma What's the golden rule don't turn on my partnas I'ma ride I'ma ride I'ma live I'ma live I'ma die I'ma die Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs I'ma rob I'ma rob I'ma steal I'ma steal I'ma k** I'ma k** Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs I'ma ride I'ma ride I'ma live I'ma live I'ma die I'ma die Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs I'ma rob I'ma rob I'ma steal I'ma steal I'ma k** I'ma k** Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs I heard a lot of n***as dissin' me They let me know they missin' me I been down fo' some months Now it's time to make history With these evil a** thoughts It feel like satan just entered me I'ma pull through dis sh** I don't need no n***a ta pray fo' me I was told to calm down and spend my pain on da mic I drop one mixtape six months later my career took fight O' let's do it got em hype Love them gun sounds make 'em fight I go hard in da paint you can tell that on sight I'm the mixtape prince ain't no n***a f**in' wit' me I'm from Clayton county Riverdale but born in New York Northside queens to be exact bricksquad we'll walk back I can taste these n***as flesh I can smell these n***as fail Riverdale, flocka I'ma ride I'ma ride I'ma live I'ma live I'ma die I'ma die Fo' my muthaf**in dawgs I'ma rob I'ma rob (flocka) I'ma steal I'ma steal I'ma k** I'ma k** Fo' my muthaf**in dawgs I'ma ride I'ma ride I'ma live I'ma live I'ma die I'ma die Fo' my muthaf**in dawgs I'ma rob I'ma rob (flocka) I'ma steal I'ma steal I'ma k** I'ma k** Fo' my muthaf**in dawgs They said a man shine proper Sometimes that sh** hurt Why put G baby face on the t-shirt Neek I know it hurt that just God at his work Blow all the real n***as livin' in the dirt I'ma ride I'ma ride Every chance a n***a get I'ma squeeze I'ma squeeze I'ma let my gun rip R.I.P. Trav on some real n***a sh** Real n***a click I'm on my bricksquad sh** One lousy a** bullet, can't f**in stop me I feel like Rocky when he fold on 'palo creed I'ma certified G Waka Flocka too street You can call me concrete, raised by grocery I'ma ride I'ma ride I'ma live I'ma live I'ma die I'ma die Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs I'ma rob I'ma rob I'ma steal I'ma steal I'ma k** I'ma k** Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs I'ma ride I'ma ride I'ma live I'ma live I'ma die I'ma die Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs I'ma rob I'ma rob I'ma steal I'ma steal I'ma k** I'ma k** Fo' my mothaf**in' dawgs