Get At Me Dog

Where we, where we taking them?
I think they ready for the question
They ready for the question?
I think so
They ready for the question?
They ready for the question?
Are y'all ready for the question?
Where's my dogs at?
Come on, come on, come on

Yeah, I'm right here dog
Where my dogs at?
We right here dog
Where my dogs at?
I'm right here dog

What must I go through to show you shit is real?
And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggaz feel
Rob then I steal, not 'cause I want to, 'cause I have to
Well don't make me show you what the mag do
If you don't know by now then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggaz flippin'
I got my man and them stay pretty like I'ma stay shitty
Crimey, it's all for the money, is you wit' me?

Hit the bitches, went out I could make the crime
And when it's on we transform like optimus prime
I'll form the head, roll out, let's make it happen
If we ain't gonna get it wit' them, we'll take the captain
Bust it off, gust it off on the softest niggaz
Money with the biggest mouth, yo let's off this nigga
A novice nigga, never made a sound
Breath too fuckin' hard like you gettin' bust down

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Yeah, rrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Nowadays, don't get too good for certain niggaz, I'm hurtin' niggaz
What you doin'? Robbin' niggaz, jerkin' niggaz, stickin' niggaz
'Cause they deserve it, with money got murdered
They know we died slow if they heard it
The nigga there blew up the spot a while
And the motherfucker ain't got shot in a while, y'know?
And the stacks will light up, will fuck the night up
Blow everything in sight up, fuck around and I'll have your ass right up

What makes you think you wasn't able to stand?
I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand
The days are longer and it seems like I'm wastin' time
I've got a lot of dreams but I'm not really chasin' mine
I suck it all up like a sicka fly
'Cause nowadays gettin' by, catchin'
An occasional meal and gettin' high
I live to die, that's where I'm headed
Let your man hold somethin', now it's all about you can get it

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Damon J. Blackman, Anthony Fields, Sammy Taylor
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