Mad Like A Pit

Lyrics

[Intro: Six Million] Yeah, good boy Uh, yeah Watch him, watch him Alright, alright, alright (whatchu gon' do?) Get back, get back Watch him, watch him, watch him (who was that? who was that?) Yo, haha [Verse 1: Mausberg] Yo, it's the black rough rugged rap rider with the red collar About tha Nellaz, I was owned by the bad fellas I got a bitch on the boulevard, older brother named Pepper Pit bull mixed with Shepherd, he's a mutt Mad every time I fuck Do it incredible, ya ever seen a dog get his dick sucked? Check me out, as I'm creeping through the backyard Niggas hanging out, four pits and St. Bernard But they busters, ran into the black nose in the pound To get him Taco Bell, punked him, he didn't get down I ran track with the St. Bernard And yo that red nose used to be a B-Dog named Vanguard I ate the gate like a Greyhound, teeth with blood resin Sugar breaks enough at 7-11 But on arrival, the owner got to bustin' on my ass Penal to my budget, but ya know a nigga mad [Chorus 2x] I'm mad like a pit when my man say sic 'em At random, I pick 'em Now who's my next victim? I'm mad like a pit when my man say sic 'em Let me rip 'em in half In my path, I gotta get 'em [Verse 2: Six Million] I'm more rough than McGruff Slap the shit outta Scooby-Doo Whistle to my dogs, with the call of roo roo I, left my cal' cam, ran up like the mail man So animal control wit' the net then start bellin' (I'm outta here) Ran into a true G, (sup dude) named Booby Locked in a kennel, we had to fight with his shoe b Hit me up with that QB, (Inglewood) Inglewood it's all good, I know where you be (right) Anyway, I'm tryna get in my zone Nigga, pass the Milk-Bone Watch me play two roles, like Martin did Jerome Rip it, chew it, cause I'm a human and a dog Run my sound down, digital to analog If I don't lock my jaws on you I'm putting paws on you Now what y'all gon' do? When I'm siccing my dogs on you I'll grab you by ya neck, shake until it break Then I'm outro, 'til my dog house looking for outpour [Chorus 2x] [Verse 3: Mausberg] Now who in the town name Six Mil'? I heard he rough and rugged, like me Affiliated with the B-T Got my bitch to get a line on 'em Later on, they know I'mma ride on him, when I find homie I need a road dog, just like me, with murder skills Lick it from the grill, blood from another kill I'mma lock on his neck, until I can't hear shit Attack Pepper and homie with the brother named Six [Verse 4: Six Million] Away at last, wait for pedestrians to pass Find a spot, cop a squat, and take a shit on ya grass I'm the brindle with the red coat Ain't no white stripe underneath My throat all bite ain't no joke Straight out the West Obsessed like David Koresh Foaming at the mouth, my jagged set of the teeth rip flesh Like that, time for combat, my brain 'ill react The maniac shit me and Mausberg trained to attack A mad dog [Chorus 2x] [Outro] I'm mad Say sic 'em (yeah) I say sic 'em Peanut say sic 'em Armed Rob say sic 'em White Beezay Uh, yeah Yeah, BTR, Young Smurf Uh, representin' turf Uh (dog growl 2x)