Ruffriders, Ride Or Die, Get at these N***az Dawg Yep Yep Yep I don't really humans that much these days Hmm shit, fact of the matter is, I trus...
Ruffriders, Ride Or Die, Get at these N***az Dawg Yep Yep Yep I don't really humans that much these days Hmm shit, fact of the matter is, I trust dawgs more than I trust humans Shit, nothin' like that dawg love I tell you Not just any dawg, gotta be a Pit Bull Yep, that's the only dawg for me (Cough, cough) You don't want to get caught in a pit with one a them boy They make good companions, but even worse enemies Its all on how you take it Nuttins goes down and I don't get a small piece of Get the picture, see the beauty and the beast of The mad man its the bad man is here 'Cause a n***a like me smells wreck in the air (yeah) Just be fair, shit that I be doin ta n***az, and Get away with the same shit (uh) ruinin' a n***az Cover all ground and not roll thick, like the fog The only motherf**kin friend I ever had was a dawg (aight) Never ate the hog but glad to say I smoked plenty of em' (yeah) The 5th percint, the name one of many of em' (yeah) In one verse I'll beat you worse than you mama (uh) I'll f**k around I 'll eat you first like Dahmus (uh) Ima, play that ass out like bomber (what) Killed the n***a once for lookin' like he wanted drama (aight) I'm buggin, the pain it hurts, I gotta scream, AaaHhhh!, lettin' of a little steam (ok) Society was just too much, I couldnt hack it (uh) Six motherf**kin' years in a restraintent jacket (yeah) But back it wasn't wise for wise for them to let me out the joint I've never really got better, so I'm not on point (hey) I just might flip, quick, but its too late to be bitchen (too late) Got more loose screws than the table in your kitchen I'm itchin, lets hope you ain't around when I scratch (yeah) Just like I said before (uh), I eats what I catch (catch) Searchin' shit, will have a n***a hurtin sick The dirt you kick, will get you in the dirt an quick (whoo) Word to maze you n***az is kids, don't play I'm too old for the jokes you'll get smoke, I don't play I'm gon say, what's gon happen if you force my hand Some, somewhere will be like, I lost my man Take it to heart its about to get dark so run that All that shit n***az talkin, been there done that What black, think its a act, let me know (aight) But he like what I'm sayin' so shut the f**k! up! and let me flow (yeah) Yo, you think its a game, keep playin' They gon find your ass, somewhere in the creek layin' (dawg) Its over, you just ain't laid down yet And in a minute, you gon be that motherf**ker that they ain't found yet (aight) Hold off on makin' movies and make moves Stop talkin' shit that you can't prove I'm the mountain you can't move, so why you tryin Lookin' at me stupid wonderin' why you dyin Why you flyin', through the air, wit a big ass hole in your chest (bark) Wishin' you was holdin' a vest But its too late for wishes (yeah), so you gettin' this rest Go to sleep, Papa will take care of the stress God bless, and may he have mercy on your soul Pop! Pop! take these two more wit you, on your strole, n***a Yep Yep Yep I don't really humans that much these days Hmm shit, fact of the matter is, I trust dawgs more than I trust humans Shit, nothin' like that dawg love I tell you Not just any dawg, gotta be a Pit Bull Yep, that's the only dawg for me (Cough, cough) You don't want to get caught in a pit with one a them boy They make good companions, but even worse enemies Its all on how you take it Uh, you know how we do baby, aight, Grand Champ, you know how we do Scratch all day, match all weight, f**k n***a, can't be f**kin' serious Raccoon ain't nuttin' but a big cat
writers: BASHIR FIDA-I, EARL SIMMONS, DAROLD TROTTER
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