(featuring Hawn)
[Intro: Ol' Bastard (Goldy Hawn)] Every horror they can attack ya ass If you wit the Ol' Dirt Dog Bitch what's his name... in Bitch, if you didn't hear it You it now, on radio 98.7 "Time to go to sleep" (Aight, it's for ya bitch ass muthafuckas to go to sleep, then Big Bad Wolves, Yo son, Dirt you ready, ready?) I'm ready, I'm ready All you bitches to go steady (Yo, hit niggaz wit that shit, son) To the girls there (to the bitches) To the niggaz there (to my niggaz) From the front, to the back, everywhere Wanna get smacked out the atmosphere (you get smacked?) My is Dirt Dog, bitch, I don't know where and how My name is Dog, and in pilgrim, you smile Bitch you get from the first start (Aiyo, God, you fuck the shit up iller than The shit son, right there, man, for real man?) Turn it up, it up, turn the headphones up (Word?) One-two, (one-two ya'll) It don't stop (it don't, ya'll) stop ya'll
[Chorus 6X: Ol' Bastard (Goldy Hawn] sik 'em (children sik 'em)
[Ol' Dirty was the first artwork obtained A nigga know the seven half ounces of brain You try to maintain, you didn't the slang My is from the Wu-Tang, nigga, I kill a buttfucka up to slain Nigga, Wu-Tang, you never ever hang I it again and again and again Nigga you fooled 'cause you didn't know I'm the specialist
[Chorus 2X: Ol' Bastard (sampled kids)] Children sik 'em (when they're get you) Children sik' 'em (when gonna get you) sik 'em (I'm not asleep) Children sik 'em (it's to go to sleep)
[Ol' Dirty You didn't no power to predict in them The Dirt Dog came wit the natural handsome and Style that wit the buckwild Nigga, I taught 'em, nigga I 'em Nigga, don't know how to them My name is Dirt Dog I keep speeches in From down Martin Luther King to Malcolm X I make the niggaz up and give recess Blaow! She don't my Elijah Muhammed style a nigga up wild, I am up on the couch The Dirt Dog nigga, foul Fuck a nigga up, a spirit ya wild How? hip hop don't stop the groove, ya'll I make a nigga at the smooth yard Styles make you wanna roll up in the streets And go up in ya house, because ya streets and ya is talkin' to you You want to get a house Amittyville What you, you say, and do
2X]
[Ol' Dirty I up, in the L.P. crew Muthafucka, me, Ro' and Q Johnny, attackin' on ya analog ass niggaz 'cause you was on the dick and you wasn't fuckin' at me Born, and on top of them niggaz, you was rollin' wit me Shit, RZA through and Popa Wu Muthafucka, we ran ya muthafuckin' crew Don't act like we didn't know what the to do Muthafucka, we ya bitch ass kung fu, too What, what, you wanna talk You won't know know no kung fu if I'm not in ya Dirt Dog, yo' Rhymes I ain't got nothin' against you But ya fucked my boo, all good, nigga, true Dog, do it for you, hip hop don't fuck wit me, who How, when, what, where, get you
2X]
[Outro: Ol' Dirty And if you go against the nigga, you die dyin', enough unmultiplyin' White boys, white girls, when you hear noise Go crazy, a nigga like a muthafuckin' Muthafuckin', animal, savage, Comin' through ya house Bitch, you couldn't This style that's you up