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[nows our to get em..yeah...
Fuck Tim Dog, the boy aint shit...
Fuck Tim Dog, you Bitch!
Tim Dog, in the biker shorts...
Cause the boy aint shit...I'm a you up...
Fuck Tim Dog, in the shorts...
Tim Dog..Fuck...Fuck you!...
Fuck Tim Dog, cause the boy shit...
Tim Dog..Fuck..Fuck you!]

Attention mutherfuckers attention.
The brother who don't quit is back with the shit.
Mike T, my mutherfucking trigger
play the drums so I can buck nigga.
It all started like a game so him spit.
When a tried to come up off a gimmick.
So if its tag, I its my turn.
I grab your cap and start to burn.
Fool, you picked the wrong place, at the time.
So watch the driveby punk your ass's mine.
I set the fire to the so now its too late.
Cause with your wack] shit you can't touch the Eiht.
The Comptonator, the cyco. Compton, Compton,
Punk, we stomping.
CMW shutting em so start ducking.
No where to run so you know who's who.

Dog...Fuck you bitch!...Oh yeah...
Tim Dog...Fuck...Fuck you...biiiitch...
Oh Yeah, It aint mutherfucker...
Bronx...Bullshit City...South Bronx...Bullshit City...
Tim going out on a stretcher...
Tim going out on a stretcher...
You...South Bronx...Bullshit City...
You...South Bronx...Bullshit City...
Southpaw...Fuck all y'all..
Dirty sons of bitches, need to they mutherfucking ass...]