[Intro: Ice Billion Berg & DMX]
Uh-huh
Yo (Dog, that's my man)
Uh-huh
I'm back (Y'all ready?)
Can y'all hear me?
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yo
Y'all ready?
Iceberg (Hit 'em hard)
I got 'em
Hit 'em hard
Uh-huh
Uh
Hit 'em hard
Uh
Come on
[Verse 1: Ice Billion Berg & DMX]
It's funny how I use to serve on the block with grams
Now I'm rolling with the dog 'cause (That's my man)
And these cats stay fronting with something to prove
That's why I stay away from dudes with nothing to lose
So the only dogs I roll with off the leash
Off the streets, with bodies by Dawson's Creek
'Cause I always did things ahead of my time
Lead in my nine, throw it in your head and your spine
Y'all could never really imagine all the dirt that I did
Telling me I ain't a man, but I know I ain't a kid
Say the lyrics that I spit ain't teaching the youth
But you should do you 'cause I'm speaking the truth
Now I'm a little older, but I'm still collecting my bones
Even though I'm sixteen, I'm still holding my own
Taught by the best, X (Bloodline)
Shouldn't mess with my dogs 'cause I love mine
[Chorus: Ice Billion Berg]
The streets keep calling me
Telling me stay on the block
Don't get a job, dog, hustle and rob
And it's hard to be
Not able to think about it
Know that this money, I need, I can't eat and drink without it
When all I see
It's my life, your life
Going trife from the bad advice
It's the dog in me
That's chewing out your back line
Whenever you past the scratch line
[Verse 2: Ice Billion Berg]
So y'all think 'cause I'm a young guy
That I won't let them guns fly
Running in the street from the one time
Who ever thought I'd get with my idol?
I'm not a shorty no more, I done switched my title (Switched my title)
To the real me, a grown man in a small body
I'm the illest young dog and the rest of y'all copies (Uh-huh)
And if another cat tell me that I'm good for a shorty
Show 'em that I'm good with a forty cal'
Dog (Blaow), is you feeling me now?
Knock your whole grill out to get rid of your smile
I could never love a chick 'cause I hit and be out
We bloodline, you know what this here is about
Just the money, power, respect
Girls, flour, and TECs
My dogs shower your set
Within an hour or less
Start beef, blood leaks out of your sweats
Think a few cats hot, but I devoured the rest, come on
[Chorus: Ice Billion Berg]
The streets keep calling me
Telling me stay on the block
Don't get a job, dog, hustle and rob
And it's hard to be
Not able to think about it
Know that this money, I need, I can't eat and drink without it
When all I see
It's my life, your life
Going trife from the bad advice
It's the dog in me
That's chewing out your back line
Whenever you past the scratch line
[Bridge: Ice Billion Berg, Ice Billion Berg & DMX]
'Cause I'm a dog for life
And I was taught to bite on and off the mic
And I'm a dog for life
And everybody round the world know Berg is tight
'Cause I'm a dog for life
I wait until you all alone, come and snatch your bones
'Cause I'm a dog for life
And you girls only call me a dog 'cause I hit and be gone
[Verse 3: Ice Billion Berg]
It's my time to play, my turn to ball (Yeah)
Dog, I learned to ball, now I'm burning y'all (Uh)
I changed the game, turned into a major pain
Hollow points from my tip'll rearrange your frame
It's just my life, dog
Doing grimy things with them real trife dogs (Yeah, alright, dog)
I spit so sick 'cause I'm with that clique
Bloodline snub nines if it gets that thick (What? What? What? Come on)
And I'm a dog for life that was taught to bite
On and off the mic if it costs my life
Almost lost my life for the cost of ice
Dreaming real foul things like the Poltergeist (Uh)
'Cause I'm only sixteen, my raps is mean
I pack the beam, duct tape wrap your team
Dog is pissed, cats better guard they fence
'Fore I hope over it and lockjaw on your pit, come on
[Chorus: Ice Billion Berg]
The streets keep calling me (Yeah)
Telling me stay on the block
Don't get a job, dog, hustle and rob
And it's hard to be (It's so hard to be)
Not able to think about it
Know that this money, I need, I can't eat and drink without it
When all I see (When all I see)
It's my life, your life
Going trife from the bad advice (The hurt)
It's the dog in me
That's chewing out your back line
Whenever you past the scratch line (Uh)
The streets keep calling me
Telling me stay on the block
Don't get a job, dog, hustle and rob
And it's hard to be
Not able to think about it
Know that this money, I need, I can't eat and drink without it
When all I see
It's my life, your life
Going trife from the bad advice
It's the dog in me
That's chewing out your back line
Whenever you past the scratch line
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