Uh Def Jam   Uh Ruff Rydes   Uh my nigga T.P. creep wit' me      Why is it every move I make turns out to be a bad one?   Where's my guardian angel?   Need one, wish I had one   I'm right here shorty, and I'ma hold you down'   You tryin' to fuck hootie bitches?   I'ma show you how   But who?   Name's D like you   But my friends call me Damien   And I'ma put you in this up there   Up out this game we in   You and me could take it there   And you'll be the hottest nigga ever livin'   That's a given?   You'll see   Hmmm, that's what I been wantin'   All my life   Thinkin' 'bout my little man   So I call my wife   Yo, yo' dadda is about to make it happen   What you mean my nigga?   I'm about to make it, rappin'   Today I met this cat   He said his name was Damien   He thinks that we're a lot alike   And wants to be my friend   You mean like Chuckie?   Ha ha, yeah just like Chuckie   Dadda, looks like we both lucky   Yeah      Chorus:   The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog   How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in a fog?   The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog   How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in a fog?      A yo D   What up D?   You the smoove nigga   I seen you when nobody know who pulled the trigga   Yeah you know, it's always over dough   You sure? I could'a swore it was over a ho   Naw, naw, that ain't my style   Nigga you stay frontin'   But you still my man   And I ain't gon' say nothin'   Pass the weed, go 'head smoke it   What?   Go 'head, drink it   Word?   Go 'head and fuck shortie   Know I can keep a secret   Aight   I'm about to have you drivin'   Probably a Benz   But we gotta stay friends   Blood out blood in   Sounds good to me, fuck it   What I got to lose?   Hmmm   Nothin' I could think of   Any nigga would choose   Got me pushin' the whips   Takin' trips across seas   Pockets stay laced   Nigga I floss g's   For that nigga, I would bleed   Give him my right hand   Now that I think about it   Yo, that's my man      Chorus X2      You like how everything is goin'?   You like what I gave you?   Yeah   You know if you was goin' down   I'd be the one to save you   True   But yo I need a favor   These cats across town hate me   Plus their behavior hasn't been too good lately   What, anything for you dog   Where them niggaz at?   38th and Broadway   Aight, lemme get the gat   Run up on 'em strapped   Bust off caps in 4 niggaz   Lay low for 'bout a month   Then kill 2 mo' niggaz   Now I'm ready to chill   But you still want me to kill   Look at what I did for you dog   Come on, keep it real   Aight, fuck it, I'ma do it   Who is it this time?   A yo remember that kid Shaun   You used to be with in '89?   Naw, that's my man   I thought I was yo' man   But yo that's my nigga   Hey, who's yo' biggest fan?   Either do it, or give me yo' right hand   That's what you said   I see now ain't nothin' but trouble ahead   Uh huh      Chorus X2      To be continued mother fuckers