Drake Ft. S Dot Dolla - Family Matters (Remix) [The Toronto 6ixxx Remix] (FULL)

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Maybe in this song you shouldnt start by saying
Nigga I said it I know that you mad
Ive emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned my seed now deal with his dad
I gotta go bad I gotta go bad
Mm, mm, yeah
Dro drop drop drop
Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot
Drop a fifty bag 29 for the thot
Uh I was really really tryna keep it PG
I was really really tryna keep it PG
If you had a set theyd give your ass a DP
But you civilian gang in real life you PC
[Drake]
You know who really bang a set? My nigga YG
You know who really bang a set? My nigga Chuck T
You know who even bang a set out there is CB
& nigga Cole losin sleep on this it aint me
You better have some paperwork or that shit fake tea
Cant bе rappin bout no rattin that we cant read
I mean its truе a nigga slimed me for my AP
Just like how Metro nigga slimed him for his main squeeze
Out here beggin for attention nigga say please
Always rappin like you bout to get the slaves freed
You just actin like an activist its make believe
Dont even go back to your hood & plant no money trees
Say you hate the girls I fuck but what you really mean?
I been with Black & white & everything thats in between
You the Black messiah wifin up a mixed queen
& hit vanilla cream to help out with your self esteem
On some Bobby shit I wanna know what Whitney need
All that puppy love was over in yall late teens
Why you never hold your son & tell him "Say cheese"?
We couldve left the kids out of this dont blame me
You a dog & you know it you just play sweet
Your baby mama captions always screamin "Save me"
You did her dirty all your life you tryna make peace
I heard that one of em little kids might be Dave Free
Dont make it Dave Frees
Cus if your GM is your BM secret BD
Then this is all makin plenty fuckin sense to me
Ayy let that shorty breathe
Shake that ass bitch hands on your knees
Hands on your knees hands on your knees
Shake that ass for Drake now shake that ass for free
Yeah yeah
Well not that kind of free Im talkin bout my nigga Dave
Your man a lil K we call that shit a mini Drac
He always said I overlooked him I was starin straight
These bars go over Kenny head no matter what I say
I know you like to keep it short so let me paraphrase
Knew it was smoke when Abel hit us with the serenade
Nigga said Uh Uh
Almost started reachin for my waist
Drop drop drop drop
Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot
Drop a fifty bag 29 for the thot
Uh I was really really tryna keep it
[S Dot Dolla]
Niggas think its sweet Im in the bushes in with my heat
Catch a nigga slippin ima drop em to his knees
These niggas love to talk man they think this shit is sweet
S Dot Dolla mufucka Rememba me?
Drizzy hold up my boi I got em tight now
Cruisin through the 6 I got my shooters with me right now
Nigga give the word I dump a clip right by the playground
Go right there to they momma crib & make em pussys pipe down
Police cannot stop us
The hood we got them choppers
Nigga dropped a bag got the city goin bonkers
Right here in the 6 its more lethal then in Yonkers
Tell that nigga 50 if he want then he can sponsor
Cus we aint neva signin to no nigga
“Fu*k you Puffy”
This one for the dem outlaws “RIP to Makaveli”
Kendrick think that he the one?
He the one to meet my gun
When I stop in Oakland he gon be the 1st to run
I put that on my momma nigga ya you know its on
Real Crips Real Bloods I show you how its done
I dont give a fuck “Put a million on”
Your done
Nigga you can hide but you cannot fuckin run
Tell that nigga Dot I got goons by where he stays
Plugged in nigga with the monsters in the bay
Money do the talkin me Im ‘Pimp Walkin’
Police know not to fu*k with us or see a coffin
I smoke you so fast fill your lungs leave you coughin
Nigga imma teach you to my eyes you do the talkin
I wanna see a real man not just barkin
Bark and no bite when I finish Police chalkin
Shred you piece by piece only then I get to mockin
Can’t wait to see your bitch ass bout time we get to dunkin
Niggas in your bushes by the door don’mt get to jumpin
Aint nobody stoppin us No! Not even Compton
Westside the way I move its Makaveli
Doin what we wanna aint no shit that you can tell me
Load a clip hunt you down nigga fuck a celly
Shoot you close range ‘Fuck Friends’ YNW MELLY
The murder rates risin we smoke em like it’s LA
The shit we smokin on very dank we make it smelly
Nigga better recognize ‘KILLSHOT’ like Em v Kelly
Its Drizzy and its Dolla we serve em like we the deli
Tell this nigg Abel when we see em meet the cable
& tell this fat fuckin cop that Champagne owns this table
K Dot Welcome boi Its S Dot nice to meet ya boi
& Metro dont you think that we forgot about your bitch ass boi