Big Paws on a Puppy

[Intro]

Where we at? (227, now, he's a little dog)

Bo Jackson (Mafia, what else?)

(They call him a puppy) Let's get it

Uh-uh, uh (Creature Gang)

[Chorus]

Crashed out, ran into a brick wall and broke the buffy (Skrrt, skrrt)

Since Juvenile Hell, it been big paws on a puppy (Yeah)

Burning hand work two in the bush, that's a rubber ducky (What else?)

On Hellblock and 6 Mile, rollin' on my huffies

Stash house, cannon in my drawers catchin' all the custies

My face mask and my scale both kinda dusty

Got 'em tryna hem my long jeans, pin me up and cuff me (Fuck 12)

Inside a kennel, still it's big paws on a puppy (Let's gеt it)

[Verse 1]

It's a must that I'll tote this stick fuckin' with opiates

Emotionless if you ain't gang or onе of my associates (227)

Life is what you make it, so try to make the most of it

Don't get it took in the blink of a eye, won't even notice it (What happened to that boy?)

Last victim to tweet on Blocks, his life is over with

I heard that nigga got dropped and was dead before he posted it (Arrivederci)

Posted on the 6, playin' with that Dobermann

Won't catch me lackin', keep that double action when I'm on the strip (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)

Anything other than that is inappropriate

He committed his first murder swingin' for the fence

On the strength, we don't do no attempts (At all)

You know them headshots hurt worser dependin' on how close you get (Pow)

[Chorus]

Crashed out, ran into a brick wall and broke the buffy (Uh-huh)

Since Juvenile Hell, it been big paws on a puppy (Yeah)

Burning hand work two in the bush, that's a rubber ducky (Blockworks)

On Hellblock and 6 Mile, rollin' on my huffies

Stash house, cannon in my drawers catchin' all the custies (Servin')

My face mask and my scale both kinda dusty (Ayy)

Got 'em tryna hem my long jeans, pin me up and cuff me (What else?)

Inside a kennel, still it's big paws on a puppy (Let's get it)

[Verse 2]

Kel-Tec, buck fifty, and Super Soaker spit

Unload the flip-arounds, spin around while I reload the clip (Grrt)

Pass a nigga the weed, woadie, I'm the team goalie

All these fuckin' blocks in the 6, streets need Boldy (Jackson)

More shooters than the League Pass, put on my ski mask

In real life, shit makin' me feel like the '03 Kobe (Straight killer)

Loadin' hollows with killers, ain't have no role models (I didn't)

Besides Street Lord Juan, I wanted to be Hov (Big brodie)

Left my feelings in Detroit when we first hit Columbus (The O)

Put my two-step on the books, it left my foot with a fungus (Skrrt, skrrt)

All these push-ups and pull-ups, all these crunches and lunges (Bo for the kids)

All of these cases acquitted, all the record expungements (Boldy Bricks)

All this death I been dealin' with, ran out of cards to shuffle (What else?)

Ladder hangin' out of the stick like I'm Marty Loves You (Yeah)

When you become a movin' target, make it hard to touch you

I done reached thousand E40s on my Charlie Hustle

[Chorus]

Crashed out, ran into a brick wall and broke the buffy

Since Juvenile Hell, it been big paws on a puppy

Burning hand work two in the bush, that's a rubber ducky

On Hellblock and 6 Mile, rollin' on my huffies

Stash house, cannon in my drawers catchin' all the custies

My face mask and my scale both kinda dusty

Got 'em tryna hem my long jeans, pin me up and cuff me

Inside a kennel, still it's big paws on a puppy

[Outro]

He won't bite

You had the drop on him

He don't know you from Adam

You supposed to get up close and personal and do that dirt

You gotta learn to take advantage of these situations

I ain't wanna get blood on them jeans you got me