Mike Vick Lyrics

The way I hit that dawg with that The way I hit that dawg with that

The way I hit that dawg with that The way I hit that dawg with that

You would think that shit was mute, Tom Tap dance on it

Know a nigga really got a plan for it It was gone before I got my hands on it

I don't sell drugs, bitch, they just sell for me

Brought set for a block, he paid twelve hunnid Couldn't got that shit for five, I been plugged

On him Slug said, lil' bro, calm down

Can't tell these people nothin, they gon' tell on me

Can't let him tell nothin' I'ma still get money if the feds come in

Tatted ass, they can send them pictures of me countin' hunnids

Yeah, I take risks, yeah, I take tricks Trappin, yeah, it really ain't dead

And I can't quit The way I hit that dawg with that

The way I hit that dawg with that The way I hit that dawg with that

The way I hit that dawg You would think that shit was mute, Tom

Before I acknowledge competition, find Bob in the house

You, steppin' my dawg's shit, you thought that shit hot

Before a nigga dance over here, he buyin' me out

Gang known to stand on Venice, whip-floppin' shit down

That dawg with that The way I hit that dawg with that

The way I hit that dawg with that The way I hit that dawg with that

You would think that shit was mute, mute, mute, mu-mute, Tom

Think that shit was mute, Tom You would think that shit was mute, Tom

You would think that shit was you would think that shit was mute, Tom

Mute, Tom Mute, Tom

Mute mute mute mute mute mute mute mute mute

Boy you play too much, why you worry bout me

Why I'm all up on your mind, go pick your baby up