[Chorus]

Ay yo fuck y'all niggaz

(Man fuck you too)

Ay yo fuck y'all niggaz

(Man fuck you too)

It's big dog baby

Gettin down like what

See I'm a thorough bread

I don't fuck wit much

Bloodline is

Where the pups at

They off the Grand Champ

Yea what black

Don't nothin move less

Dog say so

Cats clueless

About the way it go

Off the chain I got

At least 3 kills

Even though my last album only did 3 mil

I still give em chill

Cuz they feel dog

I can't help what it is

Shit is real dog

You must have thought that

It was a joke or someth in

Now you done fucked around

And got your man choked for frontin

Now hold up playa

Cuz I don't play those games

And don't ask me shit

Cuz I don't say no names

See what I know I'm taking

To the fuckin grave

So keep knockin cuz you ain't gettin a fuckin thing

[Chorus x4]

Ay yo

Who we be was off the last joint

But now it's who we see

And we forget the last joint

Cats ain't never walked like X

Even before coochie rapper talked like sex

I've been around since at least 83

So ain't no sense in you motherfuckers hatin me

Cuz I'm gon be here when you cats is gone

And other cats is on

Another batch is born

Don't give a fuck

Bout none of y'all

Fuck each and every one of y'all

Cuz I done done it all

Been where ya at

Been where ya goin

Then brought it back

I tried to tell ya bout it

But you wouldn't listen

Now I'm gonna take you to the hood

Cuz the hood will listen

I wish you woulda listened

Cuz then you woulda known

That it's only right

To give a dog a bone

Bitch

[Chorus x2]

Aw Man

There are some things I can't stand

When a nigga holla wanna shake my left hand

When a nigga follow cuz he actin like my man

Nigga might as well swallow cuz he actin like a fan

And I got balls like you do

Man I got paul to pull through you

Stan don't they know how we do

In to the streets with our hearts to the people

Gots to give a little to get somethin back

And what you usually give see you ain't nothin black

But when you don't give then it won't last

His shit will disappear like wit a nigga that smoked fast

You'll get broke fast

That's the lord's will

Hold up I think somebody's a the door

Shhh chill

You sit right there

I'm gonna answer that

Cuz when I finish poppin ain't nobody answerin back

[Chorus x4]

Fuck it