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Dog About It(Ft.B.G)


by Mac. Buy album CD: World War III


[B.G.]
Look here my nigga; it's for your own motherfuckin' good
You wanna keep your bling, stay out my neck of the woods
If you a stranger caught anywhere in my hood
How you get left, the only thing people can say is "Ughh"
I been know for reignin' choppers, bluka-bluka
Been stankin' baller blockers and duckin' coppers
Got a holla, from my nigga Mack 10-sion
An told me to meet him at LA X and its 'bout some business
I flauge in, he tellin' me some busta trippin'
Please let your lil' dog pay this cat a visit
Fuck wit the O.G. and B.G. get busy
Make sure his days livin', cut to a minimum
I speak this shit 'cause I mean it my nigga
I creep and where I catch ya, is where I leave ya my nigga
A lot of niggas don't walk it, and talk about it
But this nigga B.G. gon' be dog about it

[Chorus B.G.]
Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we walks that walk and talk that talk nigga

Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
I'm a dog nigga, and I'ma walk that walk and talk that talk nigga

[Mack 10]
Nigga I'm 'bout Sherm' smokin' and trigga chokin'
And leave my enemies dead and their fuckin' blood soakin'
Don't doubt it, it's C.M.R so I shout it
Like navigation, I map it out, route it then be a dog about
I lay low, jack you for every dollar and paceo
That's all Hoo-Bang did, homies above, everything else I love
Say B.G. you need a hundred stack from Mack
You'll need 20 jugs of water plus a whole gang of crack
But firsts things first, find him, hit' em wit the tool
Then make his blood ooze until there's no more to lose
Murder, murder's a must, take the stairway to heaven
And if you fuck wit Mack, then it's a 187
So if you do me, then I'll do you
But when I do you, I want your whole fuckin' crew
So fill the church up and get the units you recite of
I'm a straight dog about it plus a Westside rider

[Chorus B.G.]
Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk nigga

Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We some dogs nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk nigga

[B.G.]
I hit the street, you know I be thugged-the-fuck-out
When I beef, slugs get bust at your house
All week, its drama, ya block like ghost town
You want peace, its too late the water started to boil now
I tried to tell ya when you was buckin', "Settle down"
I tried to tell ya that, "Lil' B.G. is ghettoed down"
I tried to tell ya that, "Niggas raw from Uptown"
And release nothin' but a hundred plus rounds

[Mack 10]
Hold up B.G. blood, check it, I gotta know homie
And this punk we thought was a real nigga is a motherfuckin' phony
Big Stunter Corlone gave the word and now it's on
Said he wanted a close casket, chigga-chop' em in his dome
Then act like Rambo, turn into Mack Soprano
Fill him full of ammo, the blood gushin' from his flannel
Fluka-flames wit nothing but red-dot aims
Chicken heart plucking out a Chevy, ain't a damn thang changed

[Chorus B.G.]
When we in beef, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk nigga

When we come, we come, dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We some dogs nigga, we walks that walk and talks that talk nigga

When we come, we come, dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we some hogs nigga, whatever



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Album: World War III (1999) Lyrics
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  1. (If You Add) All The Love In The World
  2. Baby Don't Get Hooked On Me
  3. Backyard Boogie
  4. Based On A True Story
  5. Beginning To Feel The Pain
  6. Burnin' Thing
  7. Connected For Life (Feat. Ice Cube, W.C., Butch Ca
  8. Do The Damn Thang
  9. Dog About It(Ft.B.G)
  10. Don't Know
  11. Dream Me Home
  12. Everybody Loves A Love Song
  13. Forever Lovers
  14. Hate In Yo Eyes
  15. Hooked On Music
  16. I Believe In Music
  17. In The Ghetto
  18. It's Hard To Be Humble
  19. King Pin Dream(Ft.Big Tymers, Mikkey)
  20. Let It Be Known(Ft.Scarface, Xzibit)
  21. Let The Thugs In The Club
  22. Let The Thugs In The Club(Ft.B.G., Lil' Wayne)
  23. Let's Keep It That Way
  24. Mathematics
  25. Murder(Ft.Turk)
  26. No Dick(Ft.E-40, Skoop Delania)
  27. Oh Lord It's Hard To Be Humble
  28. One Hell Of A Woman
  29. Poor Boy Boogie
  30. Poor Man's Gold
  31. So Serious(Ft.Big Tymers, Mickey)
  32. Something's Burning
  33. Stop And Smell The Roses
  34. Texas In My Rear View Mirror
  35. That Bitch Is Bad(Ft.Big Tymers (Mannie Fresh))
  36. Watchin' Scotty Grow
  37. We Could Never Be Friends(Ft.Baby, Lac, Stone)
  38. Whoever Finds This, I Love You
  39. Work
  40. Your Side Of The Bed
  41. Intro
  42. War party
  43. Best friends
  44. Like before
  45. We deadly
  46. Bloody
  47. You never know
  48. Just another thug
  49. Battle cry (tomorrow)
  50. If it's cool
  51. Cops and robbers
  52. Lockdown (remix)
  53. Paradise
  54. That's hip hop
  55. Can u love me? (eyes of a killer)
  56. Genocide skit
  57. Genocide
  58. Father's day
  59. Still callin' me
  60. Assassin nation
  61. Outro

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