D.O.G.S.

Lyrics

[Intro] Ha ha ha Tokin' on my indo' Smokin' on a indo' Lookin' through your window (Chi-chi, blaow!) Doin' what I win doe, ha ha, ha, it goes Who that tokin' on my indo'? Pow! [Verse 1] Fragile niggas get mashed out (Who dat?) The Funk D-O-C Spock hash mouth rhymer The Prime Timer, sharper than barber shop liners Look at my chin - ninety degree bent When I spit I make devils come out Yves Saint Laurent (Djinn) I spend so much money on chalk and the indo My weed supplier need to build a drive through window My form of art rock, jewels with Clarks When my bass sparks for fiends it disturbs the NARCs Freak pattern after pattern to leave Angeles Los The roughest rapper a DJ needle came across Knock it in your Hummer; if it's too hot dial 9-1-1 Hook off on you like I Know What You Did Last Summer Your dog is my dog, we dogs when it's thug time When the fuckin hoes keep that drow in your bloodline [Chorus] Yo, I send this to all my (Dog) To my real niggas that are true (Dog) Niggas who will bust guns for they (Dog) Niggas who will spit ones for they (Dog) Niggas who be rollin deep with they (Dog) Niggas who blaze blunts with they (Dog) Niggas who would do time for they (Dog) Niggas who would diss a bitch for they (Dog) [Verse 2] Yo I'm a dog I piss on the wall in airport bathroom stalls Grab the intercom and yell, "Fuck you!" in the mall I drop it with the holocaust force, I got balls I get my pants fitted twelve inches bigger than y'alls I went to college, rockin' Taiwan velour outfits Dropped out, but stuck my friends for college deposits Nigga, get a country nigga gun bustin Like they saw 2Pac with two Glocks still thuggin Fuckin with a dog like me, I call your name out While you pussy niggas Call ID, when I blaze You step like your wifee got a baby on the way The way I flex son you think I'm made out of clay I'm illin, my lyrics on the blocks make the killings I string your moms out until DYFS take the chillen' I don't like to toot my own horn but I'm the shit And if you hearin me I see you paid that twelve cent [Chorus] So peace to homey $hort (Dog) Peace to that funky nigga Snoop (Dog) Peace to that old nigga Dirt (Dog) Pour some beer out on the curb for your dead (Dog) [Verse 3] You can call a female a dog too (true) You can feed they stinkin ass u-canu-bu, (Dog) They fuck your enemies and bring the beef to you You got me, I left a couple in your Fubu A real raw dog never get jealous They keep they shit cocked if niggas try to dead em So ask 'Face, keep your mind on your money I keep the stinkin ass hoes doin laundry (Dog) 'Cause I'm a dog