The Benzes, Range Rovers and sixty-four switches The C.I.A., Feds and even dogs sniffin' I plant a bomb right by the bar when it starts kickin' Doc stompin ground, Brick City hound
my lady Wanted so much to have my baby So what bitch? I popped your cherry Hell fucking no, I don't wanna get married 'Cause can't no bitch hound me
is it my turn to touch you Baby you Look like you're buzzin on Ex with 3D effects Baby you Look like you have no clue of what comes next Me and my dogs
The emperor, subjects, and his dogs Fuck you all Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his face Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a taste Yum, gravy
radio* (humming) (U-God) Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep wit' cats and dogs
2X] He said yeah You better come out with your hands up We got you surrounded I'm in the back Changin my outfit He said blink We gonna send the hounds
health care Every motherfucker out for they self here Weird thoughts, life's tough But I'm a hustler and know how to bluff No cash, no past I got dogs
's ragged old gown Big Daddy's Alabamy bound Big Daddy's Alabamy bound... [ banjo ] Highway patrol and the FBI is out a huntin' this criminal They got their hound dogs
wide open, bitch'll need a major stitch-up Dig a ditch up where no blood-hound'll sniff up Yo, bury that bitch, don't leave a scent for dogs to pick
wichou Hey man, hey damn these chains, man Damn you master, you ain't my master, man You ain't nothin', you ain't nothin' Hey Bandit, Bandit, get the dogs Get the hounds
calling devil man Running in my head yeah Devil man devil man calling devil man Running in my head yeah Devil man devil man calling devil man Running in my head Hell hounds
the dogs How would they behave? 'Cause selling family heirlooms For one fifty or a pound Is like standing outside Burger King Selling horse and hound
through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above Well, you know I even out ran the hound dogs
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand And then complains Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf But still remains Upon the beach where hound dogs
s necessary, not for nothin' I use clips for them big beefs, see me bustin', plow I wanna talk about bitches I fucked I'm a dog so I can't stand no bitch that hounds
real animals are playing Just a dirty old shack, where the hound dogs bark That we called our home, I want to be back there Among the cats and dogs and
Don't turn your back, danger surrounds you Don't turn your back to the dogs who hound you Don't turn your back, don't show your profile You'll never