Top Dog - Danjer lyrics

[Intro] Wake your punk a** up (what time is it?) [Verse 1: Louieville] Tired as f** just woke up what's goin' on? Gun Clapper 3 yelling sound thee alarm This ain't no drill move your f**in' a** cause they here Pa** the mask tear gas is tossed in the air We're surrounded street is crowed can't wait no more First break f** bust through that front door Poppadidick and if they double up they get splitted Hit 'em did 'em no damn good Benedic Arnold [Verse 2: Top Dog] Calm yourself there's no need for panicing Slugs to him chest leavin' himself stiff like manakins Men it is, the f**in' worst way to die But when I die I'm goin' all out with my five [Verse 3: Louieville] But hold on son I got your back you got mine? First pick flinch or move leave 'em spine On the table, spit belly from the navel Unable to talk his trash I stalk kick that mayheim [Verse 4: Top Dog] Let's move along, you know we stand strong Allah got our backs so we won't go wrong Cause sh** is all hot up in our face I think we should slide to a place where it's safe Come on [Verse 5: Louieville] Time's a wastin' no lookin' back or move fakin' Devils of all kinds cross lines so now I'm thinkin' Escape route (no doubt) cause odds is far from even No joke loc I just hope we see this evening [Verse 6: Top Dog] Just be ready for whatever, come dress for action If we gettin' pa** him if not we just blastin' Him so let it not, have to come down to that But for now son keep the f**in' mack where it's at * the whole group is talking * [Verse 7: Top Dog] It takes one time and a word to start my n***as to envy You don't know how it is after dark So stop figuring that we give a f** Cause you know me not give a f** In this jungle walk we stalk with the shottie The pumps, come try and put yourself in our boots likkle youth Better face behind this madness you done started in your root [Verse 8: Louieville] So who be you copy cat standing over there Trying to come clear and face to face with my dry tear I raise hell smells from my inhales My minds not here and I don't think you want to go there So stand clear, or get ripped from the rear To your head, O.G.C. payed dues to get you red (fed up) Whatever, bring your flame you can call it ruckus We make sh** so hot you can call this Waco Texas (boom) [Verse 9: Starang, Louieville, (Top Dog) all] I beez Starang man I gets wicked on the flow It's Louieville you know I pack the bat like so (I be the Top Dawg but better known as the O) Motherf**s better act like they know yo