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Текст и слова песни Tim Dog – Dog Baby

Huh...yeah...
Comin back with that East Coast flavor...
1994...yeah...

Mista Busta where you at?
Can't scrap a lick hey yo those rhymes is whack
You need to keep yo corny ass at makin beef
You be soundin like a kid from Sesame's Street
Tryin to dis D O G when that ain't right
Sickin Snoopy on me when that ain't right
Gettin funky on me when that ain't right
When I be givin it to your girl every other night
I get down for my crown and I represent
Do whatever I gotta do just to pay the rent
And if it means dissin you [fool] and yo crew [fool]
I'm comin to your house with the Bronx Zoo
Rappers frontin on the dog on the mic get stepped upon
And when you get crapped upon you can stomp like a leprechaun
Straight up, word up for the real
Deal, not Hollyfield but still
I might send in the dogs just like Mike Tyson
When I'm grabbin the mic, everything is alright, yeah
And I just lay back in the flow
Rappers wanna step to me but they just don't know
That I'm the Dog...

[CHORUS:]
[It's the dog, baby baby
The dog, baby baby
The dog, baby baby
Tim Dog !]
(4x while Tim Dog goes:)
Yeah !
Comin back with that East Coast flavor
Yeah !
Comin back like that !

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