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Black dogs! Something vicious yeah Bunch of witches yeah Double vision yeah Black dogs! Something vicious yeah Bunch of witches yeah Double vision yeah Black dogs! On my neck wear the chain till it rust Gold teeth, still sitting on the bus I ain't crack but I'm sitting on the cusp Dirty look, turn your stare to a punch Black dogs! Don't touch that You, your mans and your crew ain't allowed back Dirty Nikes, crinkled tees just to match that Touch the hair you get snap like a mousetrap Black dogs! Black dogs! Something vicious yeah, (something vicious) Bunch of witches yeah, (bunch of witches) Double vision yeah, (double vision) Black dogs! Letras de cancionesSomething vicious yeah, (something vicious) Bunch of witches yeah, (bunch of witches) Double vision yeah, (double vision) Black dogs! Profiled, to the letter You ain't mean it, man you swear you would never Let me out, out the chat is a pleasure Chat, chat, chat, chat, nothing better No respect till ya knowing who I are I'm a bum or a motherfucking star Hey you look like Will Smith from afar Burnt boy so I guess I reach the bar Black dogs! Black dogs! Black dogs! From Letras Mania