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(Dre Dog is in parentheses)

[Dre

ooh, here comes the sickest and the illest of all
(what's name boy) they call me Dre Dog
the coke snortin, chewy smokin in black (yeah)
because you know my name fool, i don't have your back
but put pep in your step and get the fuck on
before i have hen flashbacks and get my on
but a lot of motherfuckers seem to think i'm
(why?) but makin sick from the mind is automatic (hahaha)
grab a is my motherfuckin thang
and i slang thangs like cocaine (i slang em)
and muslims hate me but i don't know why (i either)
is it because i say fuck you and your bean
and no, i don't want no final
i smoke skunk and say man to all
cause i'm the butcher, the baker, the maker
mo money, mo money, the black Jim Bakker
take in a coffin, sleep in a body bag
only paper i like is money or zig-zags
rolled a blunt for that fool i didn't know (he know)
Dre Dog get his amp the lord indo
nigga do it, good , do it for a ho
i got an axe to open up your chest just a front door (open up your
chest)
an axe to open up your back like a back door (back door)
and money for the cents i got the indo
cause i was a kid, my heart was too cold
I came out my momma's pussy i was 12 years 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 when i gang bang
so down and bow to the sick one
have the devil coming out your damn eardrums (eardrums)
and when you see him say my name fool, don't
so cut your dick you punk bitch it was a wet (haha)
it stop...

(chorus)

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

[fuck you, Dre Dog, you shit] but i smoke blunts and it gets me bent

Dog]

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

(chorus)

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