gon' die die Don't be surprised, Bone want yo presidents, wanna run it all Run all of it (all of it) Fuck that dog, fuck that dog Cause niggas is superstitious
The Dice Like When I Did On Brackland And Lil' B The Dopeman And Lil' Sold Crack And Crack, Man Humilitation To The Black Man, Black Man My Momma Smoked
Now where the Transcontinental dumps into the sea There's a bar made up to look like 1963 Girl in the corner eyed him like a hungry dog a bone As he brushed
the atlas Coolin, that's how we make movies Basketball gun brawlers, bounce Black down 'bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks That's the way we live, Staten Island kid Old dog
(feat. Obie Trice) Obie, yo', i'm sick, damn, you straight dog... [CHORUS] That's why I ain't got no time, for these games and stupid tricks, or these
on you tryna put you to bed I'm a do it in my boots Your stilettos you can leave 'em on I'm a dog I'm a dog, gimme a bone Act like we makin babys sexin
Haa Woo Dedicated to the up city Straight West Coast nigga, ain't no pity Put holes in niggas, real pretty Real shitty like a black Frank Nitty I give
the only thing in the hood is you I do everything good as you know I do everything better I get paid for every letter ABC etcetera fetch a bone, like a dog
you start warm is a ripple every lickle dime, every nickle, you are trouble watch you're little head fatty boo and give the dog a bone that could never
(feat. Ikay & Mya) [Intro - Ikay] Yow! A weh di fuck do dem? Black Wallstreet, Cry Nation, Yeah! From Kingston to Compton? Ha ha, Yow Game! Weh yuh deh
us one little room with a black and white TV, One eviction notice and a bill for therapy You're living all alone, you're like a dog without a bone, I
of the scab, but they all want the scar How every mouth sings of what it?s without so we all sing of love And how it ain?t one dog who?s good at fucking
's hard times, white lines, kids of nine gettin' down with gun crime War zones, no homes, ain't it time we gave the dog a bone Say brothers, sisters,
if you tryna bone me Yo man got moe-nee, you still feel lonely Claim he love you, thats no doubt, this nigga's phony You a light skinded Nia, a dark skinned Aaliyah A Black
black when I came up i came at ya from the outskirts bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone Hit
spoon fed Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real Look at the pages that cause all this evil Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone This