Mo3 – Big Dawg (Instrumental) (Prod. By SplurgeTheGod)

[Intro]
That’s on gang
Nigga know what the fuck is up with me, nigga, I’m at y’all, I’m like that, nigga
I’m slangin’ iron for real, nigga
That’s on God and Jesus and all them, nigga
BG4L, that’s on Bubba ‘nem

[Verse 1]
Lil’ bro caught a body, don’t know ’bout who shot him
Four-four in my pocket, dolo in this Masi’
Couple of killers runnin’ with hitters that be mobbin’
There they go, knock that boy out his socket
I be ready for them niggas who be posted up blockin’
Ready whenever, big Desert Eagle and a chopper
Go get him, don’t let him get out of pocket, I’ma stop him
Bitch, don’t tell him we comin’, jump out with them yoppers (Gang)
‘Bout it, boy, F&N chop up his body parts
Step on that bitch like a dinosaur
Double up, AR-15, get a tummy tuck
Wrapped up like a mummy, my youngins’ll hush ’em up (Shh)
Posted on the block, what the fuck is up?
Laws on alert, do ’em dirty, we touch ’em up
Hundred bands stuffed in a bag, got it duffled up
Chopped down his partner, he know not to fuck with us (Gang)
[Bridge]
This for all my partners, yeah, who dead and gone
I won’t put no flowers on none of my partners’ headstones
Just pulled up with choppers and catch an opp in the red zone
I turn his head to pasta, lasagna, shoot that bitch legs off (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I make that chopper dance and let that stick talk (Wah-ah-ah)
All these blue diamonds on me, but I don’t Crip walk (Ah-ah)
But I got niggas throwing C’s behind that brick wall (Wah-ah-ah)
But all my niggas be lockin’ B’s, bitch, I’m a big dog (Yeah)
I’m a big dog, baby, I’m a big dog (That’s on gang)
I’m a big dog, baby, I’m a big dog (That’s on gang, gang)
Every time I speak, they sweep they street to knock they shit off (That’s on gang)
Soon as they speak on me, Iil’ 3, I creep, then knock they lips off

[Verse 2]
Get over tonight, yo, we gon’ pull up on ’em
Nigga, cut the lights off, pull up on they corner
Partner gettin’ shook down, we gon’ run up on him
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, knock off his shoulder
Run down on ’em, I can feel it gettin’ closer
Four to his back, hit the ground, flip him over
Gun jammed, double back, then I stand over him
Look him in the face, tell him die ‘fore I dome him (Yeah)
Whisper, bet I keep a pistol
Life on the line, can’t wait for a hitter
Posted outside, gotta take one, nigga
Never caught a body, gotta make his mama miss him
Jump in the water, piranhas eat him, I’m a fisher
BG4L, I iced out my gorilla
This HSM, bitch, I’m Cutthroat Militia
Osama 3 Laden, but move like I’m Hitler (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I make that chopper dance and let that stick talk (Wah-ah-ah)
All these blue diamonds on me, but I don’t Crip walk (Ah-ah)
But I got niggas throwing C’s behind that brick wall (Wah-ah-ah)
But all my niggas be lockin’ B’s, bitch, I’m a big dog (Yeah)
I’m a big dog, baby, I’m a big dog (That’s on gang)
I’m a big dog, baby, I’m a big dog (That’s on gang, gang)
Every time I speak, they sweep they street to knock they shit off (That’s on gang)
Soon as they speak on me, Iil’ 3, I creep, then knock they lips off (Yeah)