Mac 10 - Dog About It[Ft.B.G] lyrics

[B.G.]
Look here my nigga; it is for your own motherf*ckin´ good
You want to keep your bling, stay out my neck of the woods
If you a stranger caught anywhere in my hood
How you get left, the only thing people can say is "Ughh"
I been know for reignin´ choppers, bluka-bluka
Been stankin´ baller blockers & duckin´ coppers
Got a holla, from my nigga Mack 10-sion
An told me to meet him at LA X & its ´bout some business
I flauge in, he tellin´ me some busta trippin´
Please let your lil´ dog pay this cat a visit
F*ck wit the O.G. & B.G. get busy
Make sure his days livin´, cut to a minimum
I speak this shit ´cause I mean it my nigga
I creep & where I catch ya, is where I leave ya my nigga
A lot of niggas don´t walk it, & talk about it
But this nigga B.G. gon´ be dog about it

[Chorus ­ B.G.]
Now when we come, we come, & dog we aint playin´
It is bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we walks that walk & talk that talk nigga

Now when we come, we come, & dog we aint playin´
It is bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
I am a dog nigga, & I ama walk that walk & talk that talk nigga

[Mack 10]
Nigga I am ´bout Sherm´ smokin´ & trigga chokin´
And leave my enemies dead & their f*ckin´ blood soakin´
Don´t doubt it, it is C.M.R so I shout it
Like navigation, I map it out, route it then be a dog about
I lay low, jack you for every dollar & paceo
That is all Hoo-Bang did, homies above, everything else I love
Say B.G. you need a hundred stack from Mack
You will need 20 jugs of water plus a whole gang of crack
But 1sts things 1st, find him, hit´ ´em wit the tool
Then make his blood ooze till theres no more to lose
Murder, murder´s a must, take the stairway to heaven
And if you f*ck wit Mack, then it is a 187
So if you do me, then I will do you
But when I do you, I want your whole f*ckin´ crew
So fill the church up & get the units you recite of
I am a straight dog about it plus a Westside rider

[Chorus ­ B.G.]
Now when we come, we come, & dog we aint playin´
It is bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we walks that walk & talks that talk nigga

Now when we come, we come, & dog we aint playin´
It is bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We some dogs nigga, we walks that walk & talks that talk nigga

[B.G.]
I hit the street, you know I be thugged-the-f*ck-out
When I beef, slugs get bust at your house
All week, its drama, ya block like ghost town
You want peace, its too late the water started to boil now
I tried to tell ya when you was buckin´, "Settle down"
I tried to tell ya that, "Lil´ B.G. is ghettoed down"
I tried to tell ya that, "Niggas raw from Uptown"
And release nothin´ but a hundred plus rounds

[Mack 10]
Hold up B.G. blood, check it, I´ve got to know homie
And this punk we thought was a real nigga is a motherf*ckin´ phony
Big Stunter Corlone gave the word & now it is on
Said he wanted a close casket, chigga-chop´ ´em in his dome
Then act like Rambo, turn into Mack Soprano
Fill him full of ammo, the blood gushin´ from his flannel
Fluka-flames wit nothing but red-dot aims
Chicken heart plucking out a Chevy, aint a damn thang changed

[Chorus ­ B.G.]
When we in beef, we come, & dog we aint playin´
It is bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we walks that walk & talks that talk nigga

When we come, we come, dog we aint playin´
It is bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We some dogs nigga, we walks that walk & talks that talk nigga

When we come, we come, dog we aint playin´
It is bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we some hogs nigga, whatever

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