Dogshit (911)

You hide behind a hero's uniform but we all know
I can't get your stupid fucking face out of my skull
Step across that line you little bitch I bet you won't
Bringing definition to a whole new type of hoe shit

You get paid to do hoe shit
Cock it back and unload it
Pistol whip, get your dome split
Body bagging, need more zips
Body's drag in slow motion
What the fucks that commotion
Riot gear and explosives
Isn't this what u wanted

Snatch your soul out your goddamn shirt
Lay your ass flat, take a nap in the dirt
No Miller, just Mack, ratatat, get murked
Snatch your soul out your goddamn shirt
Lay your ass flat, take a nap in the dirt
No Miller, just Mack, ratatat, get murked
Bitch this ain't no motherfucking game

You don't stand for a goddamn thing
I don't give a fuck about what you think
You don't give a fuck about how I feel
So I don't give a fuck about what you say
You don't stand for a goddamn thing
I don't give a fuck about what you think
You don't give a fuck about how I feel
So I don't give a fuck about what you, wait

Where the fuck were you at when my homeboys died
Where the fuck were you at when my house got robbed
Where the fuck were you at
Oh wait nevermind
Where the fuck were you at
Where the fuck were you at
Where the fuck were you at when my homeboys died
Where the fuck were you at when my house got robbed
Where the fuck were you at
Oh wait nevermind
Where the fuck were u at
Oh yeah, that's right

Dog shit
You feed me dog shit
Dog shit
You're fucking dog shit

I feel like Ice Cube in this hoe
I might go Ice T in this bitch
I feel like Ice Cube in this hoe
I might go Ice T in this bitch



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Writer(s): Mark Freaney
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