[Hook:]

This for, all of my dogs


All of my people, all of my killers all of my dogs

All of my niggaz all my gorillas, all of my dogs - 4x


[Dougie D:]

This for all of my dogs, all of my motherfuckers on lock

All my motherfuckers that's dead and gone, and all the ones that's here now

I'ma make you raise the roof in this son of a bitch, gon 'head get buck and get loud

From the heart I gotta say that I love y'all, and I'ma represent till I die

Dilly Boy you know what this is, we done came a long way from being kids

From playing cops and robbers up in the hood, to rolling a candy coated Benz

We just so fly oh my, that we all in the motherfucking wind

Now that we all grown motherfucking men, we can fuck shit up just like kids

Down for my family down for my people, down for my boys

Down for my niggaz down for my killers, down for my dogs

We ride out on bitches, all the way to the top we climbing on bitches

Be shining on bitches, all the way for the money we stacking on bitches

What you know bout that cuz, Guerilla Maab and the motherfuckers over Backwood 

We packing what you hoes lacking, hit hard checks like a Green Bay Packer

I'm doing my thang a hundred percent proof, ain't nobody gon do it the way that I do

All my folks get down and get loose, this one here streets done made for you


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[Trae:]

This for all of my killers all my guerillas, that's living untamed

Bleed the block trying to get your change, for the love of do' living the life of the pain

I gotta ride for y'all, all my niggaz locked up behind the wall

All my niggaz that took the final call, better believe we fin to mash for y'all

Straight to the top when I come out the lot, in a swang and a drop when I represent

All of my dogs and it's evident, I put it on Screw-U so I'm rocking it

We keeping it real for the people who keeping it real with us, in a trunk steady bumping us

And wasn't ever giving up on us, and down to ride when it's time to bust

Lil' Trae fin to spit the real, now what would I be with none of my niggaz

I'd prolly be dead in the mist of guerillas, or stuck in a cell with multiple killers

You gotta keep your head up, take your time and nigga don't let up

Even though this life be tough, you gotta be standing strong even though you know the road get rough

I'm a hundred percent down with y'all, you gotta do what you gotta do

As long as you plan on never giving up, the Maab gon forever stay down with you

Cause I ride for my niggaz and die for my niggaz, when it come to the end I cry with my niggaz

I'm sick of me losing all of my niggaz, I'm telling you that I love you niggaz


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[Z-Ro:]

This one for all of my dogs, creeping off in the land to the end of time

AK-47 3-57 mack 11 and a mo'fucking sawed off, everybody get hauled off

To the cemetery, when a nigga get aggravated

Running up in your house with the nickel plated, artillery up in your mouth

Cause I'm a mad man, and all of my dogs are ignant and twisted

Call me a landlord, cause I tend to make niggaz souls get evicted

Mass murder, all of my dogs down with it

Got a lick for ninety bricks, and yeah my people gon go hit it

All of my people stay on the grind, 24/7 a constant shine

HPD can eat a dick, cause we guerillas and we above the law

Ain't got no love for y'all, ain't no compassion

Cause everytime y'all motherfuckers come to the ghetto, y'all come blasting

That there why I be masking, and ready to run y'all over

I'm about stacking my feddy, but feminine niggaz feel me cause I'm a soldier

Like britches I'll fold ya, I done told ya already

Back-back or the black mack, will touch all y'all belly


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