Mack 10 - Dog About It Lyrics
Feat. b.g.[b.g.]Look here my nigga; its for your own mother*****in goodYou wanna keep your bling, stay out my neck of the woodsIf you a stranger caught anywhere in my hoodHow you get left, the only thing people can say is ughhI been know for reignin choppers, bluka-blukaBeen stankin baller blockers and duckin coppersGot a holla, from my nigga mack 10-sionAn told me to meet him at la x and its bout some businessI flauge in, he tellin me some busta trippinPlease let your lil dog pay this cat a visit***** wit the o.g. and b.g. get busyMake sure his days livin, cut to a minimumI speak this shit cause I mean it my niggaI creep and where I catch ya, is where I leave ya my niggaA lot of niggas dont walk it, and talk about itBut this nigga b.g. gon be dog about it[chorus b.g.]Now when we come, we come, and dog we aint playinIts bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flameWe a dog nigga, we walks that walk and talk that talk niggaNow when we come, we come, and dog we aint playinIts bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flameIm a dog nigga, and ima walk that walk and talk that talk nigga[mack 10]Nigga Im bout sherm smokin and trigga chokinAnd leave my enemies dead and their *****in blood soakinDont doubt it, its c.m.r so I shout itLike navigation, I map it out, route it then be a dog aboutI lay low, jack you for every dollar and paceoThats all hoo-bang did, homies above, everything else I loveSay b.g. you need a hundred stack from mackYoull need 20 jugs of water plus a whole gang of crackBut firsts things first, find him, hit em wit the toolThen make his blood ooze until theres no more to loseMurder, murders a must, take the stairway to heavenAnd if you ***** wit mack, then its a 187So if you do me, then Ill do youBut when I do you, I want your whole *****in crewSo fill the church up and get the units you recite ofIm a straight dog about it plus a westside rider[chorus b.g.]Now when we come, we come, and dog we aint playinIts bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flameWe a dog nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk niggaNow when we come, we come, and dog we aint playinIts bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flameWe some dogs nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk nigga[b.g.]I hit the street, you know I be thugged-the-*****-outWhen I beef, slugs get bust at your houseAll week, its drama, ya block like ghost townYou want peace, its too late the water started to boil nowI tried to tell ya when you was buckin, settle downI tried to tell ya that, lil b.g. is ghettoed downI tried to tell ya that, niggas raw from uptownAnd release nothin but a hundred plus rounds[mack 10]Hold up b.g. blood, check it, I gotta know homieAnd this punk we thought was a real nigga is a mother*****in phonyBig stunter corlone gave the word and now its onSaid he wanted a close casket, chigga-chop em in his domeThen act like rambo, turn into mack sopranoFill him full of ammo, the blood gushin from his flannelFluka-flames wit nothing but red-dot aimsChicken heart plucking out a chevy, aint a damn thang changed[chorus b.g.]When we in beef, we come, and dog we aint playinIts bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flameWe a dog nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk niggaWhen we come, we come, dog we aint playinIts bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flameWe some dogs nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk niggaWhen we come, we come, dog we aint playinIts bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flameWe a dog nigga, we some hogs nigga, whatever
