Dogtown

("We Hustlin'" a previous Theodore Grams song plays backwards, which is a version of "Dogtown" in reverse)

VERSE 1

I'm ridin' through my hood, Germantown Ave. coastin' (uhn)
I'm in it like tennis, this the Uptown Open
Philly this my city, it ain't gotta be spoken
On my way to a dollar, if they ask where I'm goin'

Bad bitch, natural hair, and she never had a sew in (Nillz)
Tired of these clowns, think it's time they bring a pro in (Yeah)
Tables finally turning, now everybody joe'n (huh?)
And she say BabyJesus, and I just start the glowing (laughs)

Ooh, hella swagga', I got hella swagga' (swagga)
Chains (chains), Whips (whips), but we our own masters (Ha)
And niggas know I'm Phratin' 'till I'm laying in a casket
But the way I'm stuntin', I may end up in a casket

CHORUS

[Chanting "turn up"]

Swag down, All black down, Phrat on deck of course
And my bitch, she the baddest 'round, she built like a horse (x2)
(We Out'chea bruh)
Channel 6, Live at 6, She asked me can I push a 6
That's three sixes, that's three bitches, sittin' in the back of it
Swag down, All black down, Phrat on deck of course
And my bitch, she the baddest 'round, she built like a horse (hey, hey, hey!)

VERSE 2

I'm ridin' through my hood, Sharpnack street coastin' (right)
Treat that pussy like an ollie, bust that shit wide open (pow, pow, pow)
Tell a hater, try harder, can't see you I'm focused (I don't see you)
Oh you ain't like my shit; my fault I ain't even notice (laughs)

Shorty threw on a jacket, yeah, she say I'm the coldest
Put her ankles on her shoulders, have her screamin' like Otis (aghh, aghh!)
Shorty gave me some head, gave her a pack of some Orbitz
Told her if she don't dig game, then I suggest that she forfeit (ahh)

I'm on some already gone shit
L's already sparked (sparked), and I'm already roasted
My niggas want parts (parts), and I told them to go in
I rip shit apart (part), but already know this

CHORUS

[Chanting "turn up"]

Swag down, All black down, Phrat on deck of course
And my bitch, she the baddest 'round, she built like a horse (x2)
(We Out'chea bruh)
Channel 6, Live at 6, She asked me can I push a 6
That's three sixes, that's three bitches, sittin' in the back of it
Swag down, All black down, Phrat on deck of course
And my bitch, she the baddest 'round, she built like a horse (hey, hey, hey!)

We Hustlin', We hustlin' (what you ain't know?)
We Hustlin', We hustlin' (what you ain't know?)
Niggas hatin' (Niggas hatin?)
Niggas hatin' (Niggas hatin?)
We Hustlin', We hustlin' (what you ain't know?)

Phrat (what you ain't know)

Philly (what you ain't know)

[Chants turn up] (what you ain't know)

(bells reverse rise out)