WHAT!    UHH!    WHAT!    C'MON!       HOOK:    AYO!    Bounce to that Trina Moe    Niggas about to blow    Bouncin straight out the door    Here we go, here we go       [Verse 1]    Bloodline, scratch all day, match all weight    Only dogs eatin is us we snatch all plates    Err, ERR! ERR! Get him boy    Click, click, pop the leash, hit him boy    Niggas brag about waggin, we stop the tails    X drop an album, niggas droppin sales    Niggas can't fuck with the dog, forget about it    Money went up against the dog, read about it    Man listen, you cats better walk easy    I'm on some positive shit but I still walk greasy    aint nothin changed, still aint sweet    stand on one block, but I own the whole street    and on the whole street is dirty niggas wit funny moves    leavin your house with bloody boots, we cruddy dudes    rest of them ass kissers, is sensitive ass niggas    fourth album, and I still get in that ass nigga       HOOK 2X       [Verse 2]    It's Dark and Hell is Hot, Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood    And Then There Was X    Got niggas like what's next and then    Hit 'em again, you cats aint never gon' win    I was here before most of y'all careers were born    I'll be here when y'all careers are gone, still strong    Difference between right and wrong is me    Niggas talk shit, but you can't MC    we already know how much your watch is worth    talk about, helpin the hurt, savin the church    won't you brag about helpin out where you come from    and give brothers a job that really want one    gotta think about that shit you said, you don't mean it    I done listened to that shit you said, but I done seen it    most of you cats is type funny    but when it comes time to feed the hungry, gon get type ugly       HOOK 2X       [Verse 3]    man I'm already knowin, like y'all niggas is knowin    you can't fuck with dog, bust a cap, scrap or flowin, WHAT!    seein is believin and well, let's just see    I aint even gon' speak, one million the first week    aight, let's ask the streets, how many sold?    WHAT? Three niggas, three months to go gold?    c'mon esse, keep it real holmes    you fuckin with the dog, you already know    this aint nothin new, fuck is you mad at    15 million, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah    rest assured, I'm best abroad    you can test Billboard, cuz the, rest are frauds    I got 18 years under my belt, rappin    let me see, you was three, I was, makin it happen    next time we bump heads don't be hard headed    show some motherfuckin respect bitch, or you'll all get it       HOOK 2X