4 My Dawgs
Tyga Feat. Lil Wayne Lyrics
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Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
Now you wanna be friends
You the type to fuck a nigga for his pension
All a nigga ever wanted was a 6 Benz
And if you a bad bitch, come get the dick again
They be like, oh wait
Step up in the spot and they screamin' oh aye
Which one of y'all wanna chill? OJ
We sippin' Moet champagne
On me, all the bitches on me
Cry little sister
(Thou shall not fall)
Come, come to your brother
(Thou shall not)
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' brazy
Goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
You ain't alone out here, I'm goin' crazy
I'm right there with you
We right here with you
I met some models, they said life full of obstacles
Challenges and mobster rules and Libyan size pools
Hold my breath and take 2, anxieties and robberies
Survival, threats, apologies, I made it through the poverty
I be, on my own shit
'Cause you never, never know when somebody gon' trip
Oh shit, miss a nigga with that bullshit, man
Aye bossman, I'm my own bossman, understand?
Cry little sister
(Thou shall not fall)
Come, come to your brother
(Thou shall not)
And for my dawgs out here goin' cray-cray
Goin' cray-cray, got that AK
Point it at your bay-bay, we goin' crazy
We goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
We goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
For my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, yeah
T-Y-G-A, we goin' crazy
Young, Young, Young Mula baby
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, they goin' crazy
Cry little sister
(Thou shall not fall)
Come, come to your brother
(Thou shall not fly)
I'm goin' crazy
Unchain me, sister
(Thou shall not steal)
Love is with your brother
(Thou shall not kill)
The chorus of "4 My Dawgs" by Tyga featuring Lil Wayne is an ode to Tyga's friends who are "goin' crazy" in their pursuit of success. Despite the craziness, Tyga and Lil Wayne remind their friends to make sure they get paid for their hard work. The repetition of the phrase "Fuck you, pay me" emphasizes the importance of getting paid for one's work.
The first verse is directed towards someone who Tyga is not interested in being friends with because they have ulterior motives. Tyga values material possessions like a "6 Benz" and invites "bad bitches" to come back for more. He also references people screaming "oh aye" while he sips champagne.
The song takes a sudden turn in the bridge with a sample from the song "Cry Little Sister," from the 1987 film "The Lost Boys." This sample could have various meanings, but it is likely referencing the struggle and hardship of chasing success.
Line by Line Meaning
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Acknowledging those who are struggling and going through tough times.
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
Emphasizing the severity and intensity of the struggles.
Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me
Realizing the need to get paid and compensated for hard work despite the challenges.
You the type to fuck a nigga for his pension
Calling out people who take advantage of others for personal gain.
And if you a bad bitch, come get the dick again
Proposing a transactional relationship where both parties benefit.
Cry little sister
Referencing a classic song that talks about brotherhood and protecting one another.
Hold my breath and take 2, anxieties and robberies
Describing the difficult situations and experiences one has gone through.
'Cause you never, never know when somebody gon' trip
Being aware of the potential dangers and difficulties in life.
And for my dawgs out here goin' cray-cray
Continuing to show support for those who are struggling and going crazy.
Point it at your bay-bay, we goin' crazy
Using weapons to protect oneself and those around them.
T-Y-G-A, we goin' crazy
Celebrating and hyping oneself up for overcoming obstacles and succeeding despite challenges.
Unchain me, sister
Asking for help and support to overcome difficulties.
Love is with your brother
Reiterating the importance of brotherhood and supporting one another.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Brian Soko, Dwayne Carter, Jess Jackson, Michael Nguyen-Stevenson, Rassol Diaz
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When you get out of bed
You might hear my voice
But it's just in your head
I can't see you anymore
Did you leave waiting by the door
These wounds so sore
They bleed red raw
You want more then your hands
Can carry .
You just wanna whine coz your on a salary .
Devils cut isn't just a drink
It's that shit they cook
On the stove and sink
You think your the man
Chasing a cloud
Shut the fuck up
Mumma ain't proud
You been up all year
Waiting for Christmas
Thinking it was such a short distance
You won't die today
But your gone tomorrow
Don't cry this isn't a house of sorrow
you sold your soul a while back
Couldn't say no to the crack
Now you lack concentration
Thinking you past probation
Don't think your in control
Il snap your face
You look like a rag doll
I ain't been tested by a stranger
I ain't the type to cause danger
But if someone thinks they got a plan
They better listen now coz I'm rolling with Stan
You think you mastered the art of
Simple deception
Well god sent me back to teach cunts a lesson
I strike fear when I raise my voice
You will fucking die you don't have a choice
The madder I get the blood pumps threw
I think like a bullet
It doesn't stop it keeps goin through
I grab you by your soft little throat
Your wishin I was just goin in for the choke
Provoked enough I given to many warnings
Fuck this cuntryboy shits getting boring
Haven't gone to bed but its 4 in the morning
Watching the sun come up
Without my permission it's storming
The madder I get the more I can do
Don't think about stomping one of my crew
My brothers dreams always come true
Il put a 100% of 100 kilos
On the middle of your temple
Trust me it will leave a dimple
You wanna come back from the dead
Get popped in the head
It's simple cant fuck with me
I write this shit down like a fucking OG
I ain't listening to voices around me
That's why these thoughts astound me
You really think your better then any other gee
You better relax or you will see
Death comes quick
3 seconds to mars
Like ripping off a bandaid
Trigger happy y'all gettin sprayed
Have a Cry later
when I put your bullshit to rest
Il tell you right now life's a simple test
You wanna keep going against the grain
Well fuck you il be the voice in your brain
You'll wish you were insane.
Not many of my kind remain this way
But kings always get there say
Even if Im locked in heaven
I'm spittin on you peasants
With the power of seven
Il knock your head off with my uncles presents.
Akz n double barrels
I won't lie I feel the kick
shit starts to rattle
So come on down battle on the mic
I seen you comin yer ima psych
So keep goin smartie pants
Il have the last laugh
The time is now and your shits just past.
@justinpeacock347
Childhood memories of lost boys when I hear Cry little sister. Love it.
@bhongonkumanda7630
Still my favorite song by him
@joeyjoe530westside
STILL Here Knocking On The Door Once A Week At Least... Just One Of Them Type Of Mood Songs! 💯 👍🏻
@andreasprager2422
Just wow
...these guys are AMAZING
@raygunscottie
this shit is trash wtf
@thabombatha8499
+Fernando Blunt U trash thats why u dont sing
@Talyworld
mi favorita de el album desde que salio
@taythedouchebag
anybody realised that Wayne sounded like his 2009 versions of himself. he can switch back to that flow if he wanted to
@swedishnoodles
Best song on the album
@Mj-ir8gp
when your album is fire and your fans know it