Dawgs Songtext
von Adam Calhoun

What he talkin′ 'bout? We ain′t tryna hear it
Put your hands in the air, you gon' feel it all
Let the bodies hit the floor, got that- on the low
So you can save your breath 'cause I ain′t goin′ back and forth, no

What he talkin' ′bout? His mouth is always runnin'
I been known to walk ′em down, they never keep it a hundred
Why can't you keep it a buck? I′m 'bout to even it up
Chopper sing like Nolan Ryan, it gets pitchy as fuck

They tellin' me life′s a bitch and I keep pickin′ the slut
Call your team to help you out and they'll be pickin′ you up, oh
Quit your bitchin', ho, we ain′t tryna hear it
AR hangin' out the window, I been dyin′ just to shear it

I'm the driver and the shooter, so it's kinda hard to steer it
Turn you to a cheap flight
Now you dealin′ with a spirit, sayin′
What he talkin' ′bout? Take two of these and walk it out
Think 'fore you speak and watch your mouth
Lay ′em on the ground, we chalk 'em out


What he talkin′ 'bout? We ain't tryna hear it
Put your hands in the air, you gon′ feel it all
Let the bodies hit the floor, got that- on the low (low)
So you can save your breath ′cause I ain't goin′ back and forth, no

Man, slow up that Seattle roll, they chatterin' about you, dog
I′m sad steppin' bullshit, they tryna charge a matador
But your card declined, the check is bouncin′ like a basketball
Someone tell that jabber jaw that we
Don't do no back and forth (not at all) no, not at all

Now what he talkin' ′bout? I don′t speak his dialect
Hole inside his chest is just a side effect
Man, we talkin' Kodiak, got us bearin′ arms like a biker vest
Stars to your dome like a zodiac when I connect
I'm yellin′, "Hold up," I belt 'em when I pull up (pull up)
You only bringin′ smoke with that motor when it blow up
Couple crackers in the back of this slackin', they loadin' magazines
Anybody got an issue, there′s a chance there′ll be some casualties

What he talkin' ′bout? We ain't tryna hear it
Put your hands in the air, you gon′ feel it all
Let the bodies hit the floor, got that- on the low (low)
So you can save your breath 'cause I ain′t goin' back and forth, no


If you start issues, then that hot air can depart with you
Bring some guards with you, better have Wolverine scar tissue
Put the fear of God in you, let this judge do the judgin'
Become a worm buffet or you gettin′ shoved in the oven

We only got two options, so I got a few watchin′
'Cause that metal clean you out like you tryna reduce toxins
Be more health conscious, start thinkin′ 'bout your future
′Fore your top get to leakin', now you thinkin′ 'bout a roofer

What he talkin' ′bout? Take two of these and walk it out
Don′t be the reason they chalk it out
Yeah, dog, like the afterlife
And those that's doin′ the yappin'
Ain′t got the appetite for half a bite

What he talkin' ′bout? We ain't tryna hear it
Put your hands in the air, you gon' feel it all
Let the bodies hit the floor (floor), got that- on the low (floor)
So you can save your breath ′cause I ain′t goin' back and forth, no

These bullets hit the floor quicker than liquor, I hope you hear it
Couple shots ′bout to turn you to a spirit
Blow your brain sky high, hope the Lord gives you clearance
'Cause that facial recognition won′t recognize your appearance

Glock Maybelline quick to paint your face so gracefully
Unison, these shooters is movin' with no latency
Bullets hoppin′ borders, everybody screamin', "Help" (help)
These shells cold as ice, but deport your ass to Hell, so

Write this shit in stone, I put this on my soul
Ain't no seesaws over here, nah, we ain′t goin′ back and forth
Better online shit for hoes
If you ain't really ′bout those statements (statement)
Play it safe and be yourself 'cause everybody else is taken

What he talkin′ 'bout? We ain′t tryna hear it
Put your hands in the air, you gon' feel it all
Let the bodies hit the floor, got that- on the low (floor)
So you can save your breath 'cause I ain′t goin′ back and forth, no