BigWalkDog – I Promise Lyrics

BigWalkDog – I Promise [ Lyrics Letra ] Letra BigWalkDog BigWalkDog – I Promise [ Lyrics Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm
Mm-mm, mm, hey
Mm-mm, mm-mm
(M-M-M-Murda)
Mm-mm, hey

I’m the same nigga from the trenches, made me heartless (Grrah)
Now valet get the keys, so now I ain’t even gotta go park it (Beep)
In East Memphis, knew a Russian who could’ve locked down them apartments (For real)
I’d never go back and forth with a rap nigga, that shit garbage (Oh, yeah)
In the Hellcat speeding right now, I’m in Miami on Collins (Skrrt)
Otis P told me put the MAC down, told ‘em, “Put it in my pocket” (Put in my pocket)
And this shit I got on me right now, you can’t fit it in no wallet (Uh-uh)
I was thinkin’ ‘bout buying land, but I might as well go and hit Wafi (Go and hit—, bling)
Go ‘head gon’ and get it poppin’ (Poppin’)
Gotta shooter with me with me, he gon’ spot me (Spot me)
Got locations, tell ‘em, “Drop it” (Drop it)
They gon’ make sure you get a profit
Nigga, everybody got an option (Everybody got an option)
Either get rich or keep flodging (What?)
Either pull up or keep dodgin’ (Pull up)
Better hide that, ‘cause we was robbin’
Hey (Hey)

Go ho, and roll it up (Roll it up), if you know you getting money (If you know you getting money)
Them niggas ain’t showin’ nothin’ (Ain’t showin’ nothin’), ‘cause the motion ain’t coming (Motion ain’t coming)
Everything that they wanna do (What?), we done already done it (We done already done it)
Twenty-four hours, this Monday to Sunday (Monday to Sunday)
I’ma get it, I promise (Get it, I promise)
Go ho, and roll it up (Roll it up), if you know you getting money (If you know you getting money)
Them niggas ain’t showin’ nothin’ (Nothin’), ‘cause the motion ain’t coming (Motion ain’t coming)
Everything that they wanna do (What?), we done already done it (We done already done it)
Twenty-four hours, this Monday to Sunday (Monday to Sunday)
I’ma get it, I promise (Get it, I promise)

I got the same 38 from back then ‘cause it’s special (38 ‘cause it’s special)
Man, if Salt don’t kill player, might as well gon’ ‘head and use pepper (Use pepper)
Even back then when I broke, I ain’t never ever, ever moved this (Never ever, ever, ever)
I ain’t never had no big dawg, no teachers or no helper (No)
I’m the definition of the boss (I’m the definition of the boss)
Being broke a hard pill to swallow (Hard pill to swallow)
You can make the news ‘bout these dollars (These dollars)
But my chain turn ‘em to a faucet (Faucet)
Nigga better learn to move proper (Move proper)
Hood rich, I can stop droppin’ (Right now), ‘cause these Jays won’t stop coppin’ (Nope)
Be quiet, you know the Feds watchin’ (Shh, hey)

Go ho, and roll it up (Roll it up, hey), if you know you getting money (If you know you getting money)
Them niggas ain’t showin’ nothin’ (Ain’t showin’ nothin’), ‘cause the motion ain’t coming (Motion ain’t coming)
Everything that they wanna do (What?), we done already done it (We done already done it)
Twenty-four hours, this Monday to Sunday (Monday to Sunday)
I’ma get it, I promise (Get it, I promise)
Go ho, and roll it up (Roll it up), if you know you getting money (If you know you getting money)
Them niggas ain’t showin’ nothin’ (Nothin’), ‘cause the motion ain’t coming (Motion ain’t coming)
Everything that they wanna do (What?), we done already done it (We done already done it)
Twenty-four hours, this Monday to Sunday (Monday to Sunday)
I’ma get it, I promise (I promise)

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Lyrics BigWalkDog – No Degrees

Lyrics BigWalkDog – No Degrees

BigWalkDog – No Degrees [Official Music Video] Lyrics
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Lyrics BigWalkDog – Whole Nother League

BigWalkDog – Whole Nother League [Official Music Video] Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh, ha
Hey
(Pablo crazy for this motherfucker)
Big one-eleven, 1017, man
Ha
Ha, hey
Hey, hey

[Chorus]
Look, you gotta know that I’m in a whole ‘nother league
The pressure been applied ‘fore **** dropped, “pushin P”
Prolly in the Vells suite, I’m at the game with the cheat
Ain’t no one know BC, watch that nigga, OB
Slow feed, don’t eat, you just slow in these streets
Cuz said, “Nobody, no justice, no peace”
Country nigga at the bank with a modified Jeep (Ha)
House shows on my feet, long money my receipt
[Verse]
Tell a bank tellеr, “All blues, no pink” (Please)
It’s a dopе boy twenty, I blow that with my people
Never leave the house again if I don’t go with my heater
Whole truck full of cutters, got that bitch from Jeepers Creepers (Ha)
Bet you gotta spend a M if you tryna be a nigga, and I can’t be fuckin’ with you
They ain’t show, don’t see a nigga
Who they gon’ check? Nigga really see these killers
Know they upset, I’m fresher than a Easter picture
And I’m the type of nigga, I ain’t never in the middle
I’ll sleep on the floor ‘fore I talk into pillows
When you one years old and you a million-dollar nigga
Hey, if you get the picture (Hey), it won’t be a issue
Wonder when you gone, do they love you? Do they miss you?
Mama, black dress, black shades, white T-shirt
Killer masked up, Max Payne, two pistols
And he pop jiggas, and he pop niggas
How he gon’ lose if he got a Glock wit’ him?
Real go-getter, wrong gang, right nigga
Comin’ off the hip, he ain’t finna fight with ya
He don’t know Yak, but he will snipe niggas
He don’t know Pooh, he a real shiesty nigga
He don’t know dude, better have his pipe wit’ him
He don’t know you, then it’s out of sight with you
Up like a kite with you, gone ‘fore the night get here, damn
And I still wanna know what you know ‘bout it
Say you don’t like me, okay, cool, how you gon’ go ‘bout it?
6K one night, lost four choppers
Cuz in the pin, another strike, mean pro model
When they say they need five, give four dollars
You would really trip ‘cause I ain’t give you one more dollar?
Money bring envy and the diamond bring the ho out her
Stick up in the club when I’m rapping, this my show chopper
Pussy-ass nigga, they gon’ send like so off ‘em
Vibin’ in Miami, like Jace, I got four pockets
I be eating at the end, nobody need nobody
Pistol up in both pockets, he don’t even know ‘bout it
One was in the head when I bought it, I ain’t know cockin’ (Ha)
[Outro]
Hey (Ha)
Hey, one was in the head when I bought it, I ain’t know cockin’ (Ha, ha)
Big one-eleven

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Lyrics BigWalkDog – Protect Me From Evil

BigWalkDog – Protect Me From Evil [Official Music Video] Lyrics

Intro
Hey (I’m Harry, Harry Potter)
Hey
Hey
Yeah, I put up all half
(Pablo go crazy for this motherfucker)
BigWalkDog
Hey
Hey
Ha
Hey
Chorus
Protect me from evil, that’s why I stay with this heater
Every time I leave the house, I know if you need it
Knowin’ you really don’t need it, just wanna see me give it out (Huh?)
I bet the bank I got different amounts
I put a Patek into my accounts
The bigger the risk, the bigger the house
The bigger the fool, the figure it out

Verse
Hey, I’m looking up, got my head in the clouds
Hopin’ they watching the ground
When I do a show, ain’t no use to patting me down
New poppin’ with thirty some rounds
Might get me a pop and a deuce, then I dirty some down
He a lick ‘cause they heard he got pounds
Go do a show, then I prolly go shoot back to the town
Told my cousin to short me one down
Got it right out the mud, I prolly couldn’t walk through a flood
2011, mix water with blood
Had to see what it was
You prolly see what it does, ‘cause the streets ain’t got no more love
I show my diamond to both of the judges
They want the choppas, I really wasn’t budgin’
Ain’t talking ‘bout time, but that been out the question
Had done showed my status, they got off the subject
Like, fuck it, might turn to a Christian while dodgin’ these bullets
Only see money, he died for the hustle
Don’t want another, won’t die ‘til see Juder
I been told my mama I’d die for my brother
He talk how I talk, he touch six figure yearly
A six figure jury, a pot of detergent
I had to go get me some money, it was urgent
Can’t say you were walking, you ain’t hop out Suburban
They know that I’m that nigga, don’t gotta be worried
They gon’ stay in they lane, they ain’t gotta be tourin’
Got fifty on me, all blue and it’s early
Got fifty on me with a switch conversion
Can’t never fake pay, it cost just to purge
Bitch, I’m the one, ain’t no other way to word it
Big legend, I double, can’t put on my jersey
Go and cross you like AI, three shooters like Curry
Put a twenty on the truck, pull up drippin’ and servin’
Show my mama four-hundred, she preachin’ the sermon
The money the subject, I teach what I’m learnin’
Ain’t no way over here, the bridges been burning
For these niggas paternity, got rich ‘cause I earned it
I sent money for Christmas, Thanksgiving for turkeys
I promise I’m working, won’t pop no more perky’s
Plus when I’m thirsty, my pops been up searchin’
She got her a Benz, might get her a Birkin
See you with Chanel, they know everything working
I know it ain’t perfect, but working, for certain
You know I’m gon’ ride ‘til they open the curtains
You know you was here when my pockets was hurtin’
I carry the load, fix all of the burdens
I’m cut like that, it ain’t come from no surgery
Got all of this shit, I hope it’s working for certain
I been rappin’ with wordplay, been trappin’ since Thursday
First in the whole state, show you a whole thing
At the show with choppas with no aim
Hit one button, it emptied the whole thing
When he get a yo, he gon’ go claim it
I came straight out the trenches, had no name
When you come from the bottom, it’s yo’ game
Come from ramen, to crackers to lo mein
Chorus
Hey, pray to the Lord, my soul to keep
Hustle and sleep, we all gon’ eat
Got two for the one and one for the freak
They take away places, then how you gon’ eat?
They know where you live, then how you gon’ sleep?
How you gon’ creep? Nigga, how you gon’ beef?
Tryin’ be some shit that you probably won’t be
Hey, pray to the Lord, my soul to keep
Hustle and sleep, we all gon’ eat
Got two for the one and one for the freak
They take away places, then how you gon’ eat?
They know where you live, then how you gon’ sleep?
How you gon’ creep? Nigga, how you gon’ beef?
Tryin’ be some shit that you probably won’t be
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