Looking At My Dog - Yo Gotti Lyrics - Independent's Day - Royce Da 5'9

Why you lookin' like that? 

Stop lookin' like that 

Stop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dog 

That'll get you fucked up 

Why you lookin' like that? 

That'll get you fucked up, stop lookin' at my dog 

Why you lookin' like that? 

Stop lookin' like that 

Stop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dog 

That'll get yo ass shot 

Why you lookin like that? 

That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog 

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Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti! 

Why you lookin' at me? Hear a nigga 

I ain't ya bitch 

You don't want a street nigga that have to get wit this shit 

'cause I ain't gon' quit 

Til 'em choppa bullet flippin 

They spleens, layin' all lower then yo chest or ya chin 

Man I'm in it to win 

I give a fuck bout a friend 

I care more bout the dough, and even more bout the Benz 

Niggaz look at my chain, then they clutchin' they burners 

They think they got us, we?? finna get ugly this summer 

Yeah I roll with a stunna, I got a lot on the line 

But still its kill or be killed before a nigga take mine 

I give a pass to niggaz, when they look at my bitch 

Just they admire her walk, or just impress that she thick 

I'm reppin' Southside?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti! 

Bricks in the dashboard Benz big body 

Royce 5'9" and them hustles out of Detroit 

Get it how we get it 'cause they importin' Ex boy 

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Why you so hard nigga? Pause 

I done tried so many times 

To get my violent temper to comply with my mature side 

But the other side is where the 45 is, hidin' 

And I'm fa' sho childish, hi, I'm countin' 

1, 2, seeking you niggaz with the peace, with the peek-a-boo trigger 

When I come, through, with the honorable spirit 

Eyes lighting up with shine like the "Chronicles of Riddick" 

Nigga forget it 

Nine times outta ten, times' on my side 

If your nines in the car, 'cause mines on my side 

Why you lookin' like dat? 

Nigga ain't no hoes here 

I'm about to ask the waitress what she put in yo' beer 

We can get it on, we can do whatever boy (whatever boy) 

Don't you ever push your pedal, pump your brake 

Better untwist your face 

Spoken word, mixed with school, mixed with crunk 

This should hit you, get you pump, if it get you drunk 

It can get you jump! 

Bitches trip, niggaz quick 

To pull out they chains on sight 

Niggaz flip, soon as they announce my name on the mic 

So I, gotta kinda watch them niggaz 

You know them niggaz roll up beside you 

You don't know if they like your car, they don't like you 

By the way they lookin', you can't tell if they grimmin' you or admiring you 

Whether envy you when they see your tires spinnin' 

So you greet 'em as polite- 

ly as possible, that nine sit on yo lap, be disrespectful then you leave 'em at the light 

Hit that window and squeeze that toaster 

Pull off fast and I promise 

That I just put his Regal in 3-wheel motion without havin' hydraulics 

I call it like I see it 

Walk it like I did it 

Nigga coughin' up yo kidney 

Cough, talkin' bout the kid 

My people, I came expectin' the same kinda respect that you want 

Some of you steppin' in something by coming and testing it once 

They won't let you do nothin' unless you cutting a check 

Let me ask you a couple a questions, nigga