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(Intro – Spoken)
Yeah…
Y’all know what time it is.
2025.
Run that sh*t back.
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(Hook)
We the Red Clay Dynasty, ain’t no fin’ rivalries,
Everybody talkin’ big—’til they step in Athens, finally.
Silver britches on, we hit, we break ’em down violently,
Ain’t nobody top the Dawgs, boy, that’s just reality.
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(Verse 1)
Came from the dirt, from the red clay ground,
Bulldog bark and we don’t calm down.
You don’t wanna line up when we in town—
We run this state, this ain’t no playground.
Hit stick sound like a bomb went off,
Whole crowd jump when the Dawgs kick off.
Try that middle—boy, you get tossed,
Talk your sh*t, but it’s us on top.
Blood, sweat, pride—ain’t no fear here.
Sanford roar make your whole team steer clear.
Season start, yeah, the same old storyline—
“But guess what?”
We still right here.
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(Hook)
We the Red Clay Dynasty, ain’t no fin’ rivalries,
Everybody talkin’ big—’til they step in Athens, finally.
Silver britches on, we hit, we break ’em down violently,
Ain’t nobody top the Dawgs, boy, that’s just reality.
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(Verse 2)
Uga sittin’ pretty on the sideline throne,
Another team came? Send their ass back home.
Fourth and goal—nah, that zone ain’t open,
Run that play—watch your spine get broken.
We don’t talk—we prove that sht.
We don’t brag—we do that sht.
You want rings?
Get through this bitch
Whole SEC on the Bulldog d.
Crowd too loud, can’t hear your coach,
That’s tough.
Your QB scared and your line too slow,
That’s rough.
You thought y’all were takin’ this game?
That’s bluff.
Against Georgia?
Bitch, y’all ain’t cut like us.
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(Hook)
We the Red Clay Dynasty, ain’t no fin’ rivalries,
Everybody talkin’ big—’til they step in Athens, finally.
Silver britches on, we hit, we break ’em down violently,
Ain’t nobody top the Dawgs, boy, that’s just reality.
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(Outro – Growl)
Ain’t no question who run this sh*t.
Ain’t no debate who run this state.
2025?
Same answer.
DAWGS ON TOP.
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