right there My every word A fucking night mare Getting high Let me see the sun rise and fall This is for my dogs Down to die for yours Extreme Venom
kiss the rear And like a fellow returns to us... he speaks Cause I'm the most slept on, west side ... motherfucking untouchables with the lbc click nigger, bad
you know, with you and me it's on G We could never be enemies, cause you been such a good friend to me Where would I be without my dogs No wonder why
and couldnt even try to explain himself dem carry him dung a station abusing dem powa it all happen dung in Uppsala di flash light on di ?? di dogs and
your throat 'til you're broke Rise from the underground like sewer smoke It's all shifty, I got all-a my dogs with' me And they all rich, and still all
him in church, but he always had the word He always would tell me; "sometimes you gotta take the good with the bad" "You gotta to do bad in other to do
I Know You Bet That I'd Never Make Move So Whys The House Empty Lights Off By The End Of This Week I Leave Wit Wat I Came Wit Baby I Take The Dogs You
bet I'd never make that move So why's the house empty Light's off by the end of this week I'll leave with what I came with baby I'll take the dogs you
I'd never make that move So why's the house empty? Light's off by the end of this week I'll leave with what I came with baby I'll take the dogs, you
vow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not that
Hang 'em on the line. It was January the thirtieth And everybody was feelin' fine. The next day everybody got up Seein' if the clothes were dry. The dogs
they thinking they miss me what Nigga that thuggish ruggish fuck them up Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit All of my dogs all of we lie
club wid this Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper Strip as you hear the double glock glock Widda me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad, Coppers
to me, my thugs gon' give it you So either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get blown Bone gon' on with your bad self, now hey, hey, hey
game like a game of Hardball [Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow] When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back) Cuz they know I'm the only tight for dogs
out on a tour Make a nigga black in the spot, make you wanna take off a door Chorus All my dogs who hustle everyday All my dogs who hustle everyday