Dogs Lyrics by Redman

Dogs Lyrics

    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!

    Fragile niggaz 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 east st. loren (gin!)
    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

    Yo, i send this to all my dog
    To my real niggaz that are true dog
    Niggaz who will bust guns for they dog
    Niggaz who will spit ones for they dog
    Niggaz who be rollin deep with they dog
    Niggaz who blaze blunts with they dog
    Niggaz who would do time for they dog
    Niggaz who would diss a bitch for they dog

    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 tie one below outfits
    Dropped out, but stuck my friends for college deposits
    Nigga, get a country nigga gun bustin
    Like they saw tupac with two glocks still thuggin
    Fuckin with a dog like me, i call your name out
    While you pussy niggaz call id, when i blaze
    You step life 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 diapers take to chillin
    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

    So peace to homey 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

    ...

    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 niggaz 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

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