if they'd get off their ass and mash. How do you manage? Paranoid, don't even trust my boyz watch for the plot and deploys envoys scopin like a
one in your wig You see the Testarossa, the toaster's right on my lap So if a nigga get out of line, a nigga get clapped I got an arsenal, a infantry
Intro: Yagga o (yagga o) Yeah I (yeah I) Yagga o Verse 1: They said I'm nothing but I laughed and told them keep talkin No when they see me they hang
B O R O, nigga who I?d die for, survive war How we came a long way in solidarity Don?t let nothing try to spoil this day To Run, D and Jay is love and
Nobody do it better Notorious L.A.D. Fresh Coogi sweater The cleanest Lyrics is the meanest Understand my English Nigga, I'm a genius Ice like a snow
with the rims The one that seem to make more enemies then friends I'm slidin' in pass those, hoes Both eyes close, both arms froze, both charms rolls With the S O S O D
between a motherfuckin' thug and a gangsta One's thug in a chamber Get a nigga stick a nigga put him in a ditch and then forget a nigga Hit a nigga puck
thing, assassinate 'em That's it, that's all, solo Single, no more, no less, stocks rang, yo Money caught one in his Kangol D.O.A. as his man made his
And I didn't even show up You beeped me 20 million times, made my beeper blow up Thought you shot me to the left 'cause I'm a D-O-G But you called so
, to the Big "O", fuck that yeh-yo, hundred thousand units, make a nigga half a million dollaz, if you sittin on a grip, I have to holla at yo later
remedy, M.D., twamp, twamp Make you wanna pump, pump on the enemy Been havin' suicidal tendencies the whole day Alazae will have a nigga on lock down like O.J. Slang a
go? Bass, how low can you go? Death row, what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible Rhyme animal, the incredible D Public Enemy number one Five-O
A cada abusador le llega su Calderon'a Si quieren tirarle a alguien, tirenme a mi Yo soy el enemy, yo no pido _________ Salsa les voy a dar con mi
when I was a kid, I reach radio waves And now I'm paving the way for a fatal display Might blaze in a haze till I'm dazed Then wave a grenade in your
of the streets This the itty bitty nigga, from the city they call LB What you know about the D O G? I keep my peeps wit a bag o' treats On the streets