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The Blue Dogs Picture Show

why'd you have to go Your Darlin' Jim is out on a limb I put my picture in a picture show Put my picture in a picture show Hamburgers Cheeseburger Wilbur

back when I shine on my shine, two shows follow behind It's a fucked up vehicle, switchin' my lines Hotel asks a nigga, "Could I share my dimes" Picture

save ourselves. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange

buy a 50 Cent CD I took that shit home That shit was wack like a muthafucka Don't fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds me Spongebob And Tony Yayo is Blues

, "Oh, are you sure it's my pop? Did he have matty gray hair with a bald spot on top? Did he have bright blue eyes that never know fear And a tattoo says

, we can not save ourselves. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally

a 50 Cent CD I took that shit home That shit was wack like a motherfucker Don't fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds me Spongebob And Tony Yayo is Blues

in the morgue Moms praisin the lords, rev paintin the picture Of a wise young man who didn't get the picture We keep it gangsta nigga, don't get it twisted

Hustle on the low-low on the run from the po-po Ear hustling snitches showing picture of my photo So on the go though hit up the will with my logo Blue