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J Cole - Old Dog (Official Audio)
J. Cole
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Ring, ring, who the fuck is that?
It's a 9-1-0 number, so you know a nigga zapped (ha)
NC state, .26 weight (ha)
That's where I was runnin' plays (yeah, nigga, 26, ha)
Let's get blazed, don't get sprayed (y'know what I mean? But it's all sorts of bullshit in the Bull city, nigga)
That's where I was duckin' strays
Yeah (Carolina shit)
2-6 was the blueprint, yeah, it made me
Old dog with some new tricks, atta baby
No more record deal, yeah, I'm fresh up out of slavery (yeah)
Uh, I'm back home for the time being
C-O-L-E, state of N.C., that's where you'll find me in
Right off of 95, we have a little town meeting
Down in the 'Villะต, if you real, then you can chime me in
Now rะตal don't mean that you got paper or you ride Benz
Or selling white to all yo' clients that don't mind skiin'
Now bein' real to me, you stand on what the fuck you do
We on the map, we ain't Atlanta, but we snuck on through
I had a plan, put on the land, I got accustomed to
It's so precarious, so much random niggas clutchin' tools
It's nothing new, they carry hammers into public schools
Heard - talkin' down, but then it's fuck him too
It's nothin' new, bitch, we been hated for a long while
Before I blew, bitch, we was known as the problem child
A Carolina, bear in mind, we never had shit
But now the GOAT is from this bitch, so all that's past tense
We gas shit, nigga
2-6 was the blueprint, yeah, it made me
Old dog with some new tricks, atta baby
No more record deal, yeah, I'm fresh up out of slavery (yeah)
Pay dues, now I want what's due, nigga, pay me
Carolina shit, ho, don't you forget
Take yo' fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch
The money is a mindset if you already rich
Take yo' fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch
Uh, I had to leave these green pine trees to get it
Said when I got it, I was gon' bring it back, bitch, and guess what? I did it, uh
Left in a Civic, uh, came back in the Lamb'
Feelin' like Tupac in Atlanta, bought me two plots of land
Somewhere duck off my fam', practice my jumpshot in my gym
They thinkin' I'm too big to come home 'cause I got the planet Earth in my head, uh
Nigga, what? I'm on Bragg right now
FPD behind me, he runnin' my tags right now
I can't be too upset, they got a reason to check
This shit regular in New York, but the 'Ville ain't seen this yet
Now I'm gon' be who I'm gon' be regardless of the
Emblem that's drawn on the key, 'Ville nigga put on for N.C
For somethin' that's hard to believe, shout out the dog Petey Pablo, he did that long before me
I just got home from a tour and I brought my partner with me
Let it run through freaks that stack they dollars
We learned it all on the streets in the V-I-L-L-E
Carolina shit, ho, don't you forget
Take yo' fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch
The money is a mindset if you already rich
The take yo' fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch
2-6 was the blueprint, yeah, it made me
Old dog with some new tricks, atta baby
No more record deal, yeah, I'm fresh up out of slavery (yeah)
Pay dues, now I want what's due, nigga, pay me
Nigga, pay me (yeah, ha, Tiffany Pines, Fox Fire)
Pay ups, nigga (on my fuckin'-, ha, hell yeah)
(Lewis Heights, Bonnie Doone) 'Ville shit, Carolina shit, nigga
(Bragg Boulevard, Grays Creek, ha) rough Friday, goddamn Cove City
(Hope Mills Road, Murchison Road) port city, nigga, westend
The Tre Four (Johnson Street), G Boro, Charlotte, the big motherfuckin' up (Cumberland Road, Shaw Road)
Shoutout DaBaby (you feel me?), Greenville, Lumberton, Wilmington
All my boys in the west (Southeast)
South Carolina's next, motherfucker (Southeast)
Columbia, you know what I mean?
It's the southeast (Charleston, goddamn Greenville)
It's the southeast (I done been all over this motherfucker Florence)
Uh, it's the southeast (shit)
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