Were My Dogs At

Uh, uh, uh, WHAT! [growls and barks] Yo, C'MON! Where my dogs at?! (Uh) Uhh, where my dogs at?! (What!) Uhh, where my dogs at?! (They not ready!) C'mon! (This hip-hop) Where my dogs at?! You can try but I do fight, just can't seem to do right Can't run with the big dogs, those jeans are too tight I been doin this for too long, plus dog is too strong Let you cats, bite me off the map, with a new song Man you know you wrong, tryin that shit there Yeah, a nigga went there, all you did was sit there I've been rappin about 20 years and you 20 years old X is back on the block, lookin to go gold There's a new sheriff in town, just been re-elected You ain't gotta like it but respect it, nigga check it! I'ma get it in until the nigga wins with the dividends Cause, we gon' walk the dogs, 'til the bitter end You like, "Oh it's him again!" I knew that's how you felt [sniff] Pussy! I knew that's how you smelled All you cats do is play around, with your speech Talkin 'bout, what you got, ain't air in the teeth You can, put on a vest but, I'ma still stop ya Cause I got a chopper that sound like a helicopter And niggas really don't want me to pop the trunk We gon' either chop or slump when I cock and dump Whether the Glock or pump, cats ain't ready Half from here to here, lookin like spaghetti Pull out the machete, hack off the limbs Bag up the pieces, wipe off the Timbs Jump in the Benz, five cars deep 4 o'clock in the morning, riders still asleep Shut shit down whenever we hit town GIVE A NIGGA PASS! I lay my dick down You can, bring out the best or, bring out the worst You gon' bring out the worst, we gon' bring out the hearse Niggas play poker, I play poke-her Hit her from ear to ear make her smile like The Joker!