Lyrics Dog Pound - Tacet

Okay I'm swerving in the muthafuckin coupe
Okay i point and then I muthafuckin shoot
Yeah bitch you in the dog pound
Welcome to the phonk sound
Bet you want the war now
You wanna be bout my business
Yes toe to toe and i end this
Okay the blue flame finna give you static shock
Stop pretending
The one that shall not be named
I told you we dont play games
Yes I am he who remains
Run it bitch Now you feel my pain
I seen some cold nights and bloody days
The hate I'm never fazed
Stepping on business
Racks on ya ass
Bitch I'm getting paid
I Fill you wit deadly hollows
Ain't talking Harry Potter bitch
It's time i lead and you follow
This the Third word posse
Ain't nobody stop me
Gearing up for war
All you muthafuckas sloppy
From the north side
But Nicoya wartime
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Pull up bitch
Ima show why I'm fire
Revolution in my blood
Turn ya bitch into a flood
Dancing with the devil hold me tight
Now play my fucking song
Cut you up like future trunks
3am they doin bumps
Take you out back
Shoot ya fuckin face now feel the pump
Won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, won't be no shit