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(Dre Dog is in parentheses)

[Dre

ooh, here comes the and the illest of them all
(what's your boy) they call me Dre Dog
the coke snortin, chewy smokin reverend in (yeah)
just because you know my name fool, i don't have back
but put pep in your step and get the fuck on
before i have hen and get my fuck on
but a lot of seem to think i'm satanic
(why?) but makin sick shit the mind is automatic (hahaha)
grab a motherfucker is my thang
and i slang these like cocaine (i slang em)
and muslims hate me but i don't why (i don't either)
is it i say fuck you and your bean pies?
and no, i don't no final call
i smoke skunk and say man to all
cause i'm the butcher, the baker, the candlestick
mo money, mo money, the black Jim Bakker
take in a coffin, sleep in a body bag
only paper that i like is or zig-zags
rolled a for that fool i didn't know (he didnt know)
Dre Dog get his amp from the lord
nigga do it, nigga , do it for a ho
i got an axe to open up your chest like a front door (open up your
chest)
an axe to open up your back just like a door (back door)
and money for the i got the best indo
i never was a kid, my heart was too cold
when I came out my momma's pussy i was 12 old (hahaha)
with long fingernails for the (long fingernails)
ass hands for the skull rings (skull rings)
potent ass dank for a fuck
and some sucka free niggas i gang bang
so kneel down and bow to the one
i'll have the devil coming out your damn (eardrums)
and you see him say my name fool, don't scream
so cut dick you punk bitch it was a wet dream (haha)
it stop...

(chorus)

you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but i snort caine and it gets me ripped
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but i smoke blunts and it me bent
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] yeah, but i snort caine and it me

[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but i smoke blunts and it gets me

Dog]

i should buy a and get much bigger (why?)
and make money off you ass niggas (hahahaha)
but fool you don't me (what?), niggas fear me (why?)
but wanna get near me (who are you?)
the six five devil's son, (who?) I the devil's son (who?)
can you find a more one? (no)
that can creep through the night like a wicked
ty stick (what?), on a broomstick (yeah)
because a nigga like me to shake right
Now watch me off by your mother's gravesite (did you know her?)
I knew her, and i fucked her, and i missed the cock (uhhhh)
but a pipe without the knife on how i rip shop
the hated man in Frisco's in your brain now
smokin chewy, you got me sick but im now
so give me body like and i might beat cha (everybody)
with my beanie on i look just like the reaper (hahahaha)
pony tail, saggy pants, bulletproof (what?)
an alien, Dre Dog is coming through your chest (through your chest)
i'm not a cat, i don't scratch, i got nails (meow)
i'm a pisces but i'd rather be a whale (killa whale)
don't turn your back, look how you act when i come to (Frisco)
my name, kiss my ring, now bow down
material,
now you know my voice is good for fuckin' up your stereo (yeah)
now Dre Dog account for cash, that ass,
make the blast, (hahahaha) with a laugh

(chorus)

[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't but I snort caine and it gets me ripped
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but I smoke and it gets me bent
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but I snort caine, I snort
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] up the blunts nigga, I'm ghost