MGD - Me and My n***a lyrics

(feat. Thug Dogg) [Verse 1: MGD] Now just because I drops my sh** slow and then sink with the beat These n***as think I'm coming incomplete But when I put that sh** in Flipmode, they start running from the squad You a busta, not Busta Rhymes so how you hard I got that rabbit in a hat trick That make 'em step back sh** That game to make your girl turn into a track b**h Plus, I can run it like a freaky do And get nasty with just like a freaky hoe And put every motherf**er on the flo' And have them go like he a n***a what I'm a make y'all bounce with it Hit the green, then blow on an ounce with it Hit the flo, with the folks on Georgia Bows, n***a while y'all bounce with it No doubt, I just wanna turn it out Keep bringin that sh** from the dirty south You don't know me boy, better watch your mouth I'm MGD, hell you talkin 'bout n***a please, you better freeze, hit your knees Cause you don't want damn near none of these I know about, then on a lot of ki's With more rhyme than smokes on a hundred D's n***a, me and my folk gone stick together When we come to a hole we gone hit together We gone talk that same bullsh** together Then jump down on the same hill together, n***a what [Chorus x4] n***a, me and my folk gone stick together When we come to a hole we gone hit together We gone talk that same bullsh** together Then jump down on the same hill together [Verse 1: Thug Dogg] My n***a Mike called me and told me what was going on Y'all actin like some hoes with the beatin, f**ing sin hoes C'mon and get it while I wanna give it to you Before I hit the block with the?? sendin the hundred tips to you I knew y'all n***as was cowards Ain't got no heart till you gets the power But c**aine won't stop you b**hes from feeling pain Say my name, Thug Dogg Don't you feel a little bit sober Make you wanna stop pickin up busta's n***a wanna get on ya hustle Y'all know nothing about stars (waking up) Boy get your front n***as (breaking up) In halves, in the streets (shaking up) Y'all b**h n***as just ain't take enough Y'all makin us wanna ride on this mari- now slide over Find out where the lab you stayin, with the f**ing straps on you I'm in it by myself, don't need no help, now dig on we'll be there Heard you got them ki's??? now you got tied to the chair Where they at? Where they at? Over there? Over there? Okay we outta here I've been waiting on the motherf**ing lick Like this right here for a couple of years [Chorus x4] [Verse 2: MGD] Let's get on a fifth of page Comin bigger than the hips on a glove range Hittin harder than a motherf**ing twelve gauge Now they want some of that dirty sawed off But f** y'all n***as ain't had enough By yourself, y'all look ready to bust Now whatcha did we ain't trip, nothing to discuss Which one of y'all hoes wanna f** with us But you a soulsin n***a, opposin n***a When the time due on the murder, on the hold n***a Come straight out the junk on the boating n***a Ain't damn y'all hoes holdin what [Verse 2: Thug Dogg] I either be f**ed with, f**ed up, or even f**ed around with If you lookin for a steady go at it a** whupping, you found it All that mean reppin, all that fake thuggin, that don't mean sh** n***a see me bust your a**, my n***a, you ain't seen sh** And y'all be running around this motherf**er Talkin bout y'all wrong and y'all right Flexing all that bling bling, knowing y'all ain't got it f** that dark sh**, you can come with, that's all we waiting for So when you see my dog, n***a you know it's the best hoe [Verse 3: MGD] Whoa now, Godby Road, Simpson Road, Adamville If you ain't from where I'm from, then you don't know how I feel [Chorus repeat till fade]