Y'all can't see my eyes behind these shades I been fucked up for the last two days straight I been fucked up for the last two days, dog And I can't walk, and I can't walk I can't walk, and I can't walk And I can't walk, got me off my shit I can't lie,

They’ve been waiting for the dog to scratch If they don’t know by now, they about to find out Man, this is it This is what they’ve been waiting for baby This is what they’ve been waiting for Already got Grand Champ status Tell me how they feel about

Dogg, what up, mane? Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be I gang bang to the fullest A lot of niggas talk about it but they really don't do it, do they? So I'm doin' it for y'all Marco or bust, I'ma ruin it for y'all Stomp that, strap up,

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

For the rest of your lives Lost in a fog I've been treated like a dog And I'm out of here I got no name And I feel no shame And I got no fear And I bow down To the tears of a clown

I said baby Don't you want a man like me Yeah, here I stand before you With my heart in my hand I want you to greet it baby Hopin' that you'll understand Honey please don't dog me around Because I'd rather love you woman Honey than anyone else I know in

As we go along For what it's worth I was only trying to wake you up We were kids, trying to make it up (Trying to wake it up) I was only trying I tell you boy I pay my weight in gold I ain't the best at times, I'm told I'm a dog when I'm on the drink

Dogs of war We be the dogs of war (Soldier of fortune) Call in the dogs of war (Soldier of fortune) Dodgin' the bullets, shootin' the missiles Soldiers of fortune, such a pretty name Face the game Send in the dogs of war (Soldier of fortune) You be a

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Well, they say your kiss is like forbidden fruit, One taste of your sweet strawberry lips, And I'll be hooked on you, they Say one day just like a dog, You'll own me I say lay it on me I'm six foot four and tough as a man can be, I ain't scared of much,