Hopsin - Dogs lyrics

Don't be telling me how to do
This shit 'cause I got this
"I ain't giving the people what they want"
Man that's nonsense
Niggas putting voices up in my
Head like my conscience
You ain't got no clue who this singer be
Man I'm Hopsin
I don't put this shit out just
So you bozos could dock it
Your shit will never match up to none
Of mine when I drop it
Why don't you put your pen and
Pad away and just stop it
You do whatever the fuck you do
And I'll do my shit
I don't even care if somebody
Said you was tight
Cause, I know you can't do half the
Shit I do on the mic
And I don't do you what you niggas want


I do what I like
You keep on bumping yours I'll
Be thinking you wanna fight
Niggas steady hatin' and fakin' like they be
Straight with me really they breakin' me
Playin' me just like a Gameboy
They think the better than me telling
Me I'm going to succeed
Then they go and throw some dirt on my name
Boy

Somebody get this dog, man, he tryna fight me
He don't wanna see me do my thing on the mic
(Thing on the mic)
'Cause, I bring the pain on the mic
(Pain on the mic)
Now whose dog? (Ah) Whose dog, ah
Whose dog is that? Barks
Whose dog is that? Barks
Man, whose dog is that? Barks
Somebody better put a chain on his ass, man

I'm a genius up on the mic when I spit flows
I may be a retarded nigga but I'm sick though
Still the same small lid nigga
With the big nose
Think you can hang with the pros man get yo
You want to go running mouth
Because the kid's hot
You should just go out and
Find something other than Hip-Hop
I'm just trying to do what I do
I'm not trying to get shot
Niggas always hating and making
Me fucking flip, ahh
I told you over and over
That I don't like you
Then niggas want to wonder why
I turned into a psycho
All this shit has got me
Feeling like I'm suicidal
You think I'm stupid you'll be surprised
At the shit that I know
And I'm so wicked when I'm
Kickin' and spittin' shit
That I'll be off of the motherfucking hizook
Hopsin is rockin' and droppin' shit all the
Time and if you don't believe him
Go take a lizook

Somebody get this dog, man, he tryna fight me
He don't wanna see me do my thing on the mic
(Thing on the mic)
'Cause, I bring the pain on the mic
(Pain on the mic)
Now whose dog? (Ah) Whose dog, ah
Whose dog is that? Barks
Whose dog is that? Barks
Man, whose dog is that? Barks
Somebody better put a chain on his ass, man

Nigga get the dog
Niggas have to go and make me angry
I'm pretty sane but I may seem crazy
Ain't no way in hell I'll let
These fake g's bait me
I'm a straight monster, somebody please
Save me a lot of you rappers coming
Up with that fake shit
I'm here to put an end to it nigga so face it
I haul my black ass up cause
I'm ain't going to take this
I'm on some other type shit while
Y'all still on the basics
Hop's got it locked and
Ain't nobody stoppin' him
All these sick kicks that I'm bluffin'
I got a lot of 'em feel free to call my name
If you got a problem
Or put your fucking hands up if
You wanna rock with 'em
Somebody better take control of this dog
Before I cock something back and put
A hole in this dog a hole in the stone
Leave his ass cold on the floor
Man this dog don't know who
He fucking with yo

Somebody get this dog, man, he tryna fight me
He don't wanna see me do my thing on the mic
(Thing on the mic)
'Cause, I bring the pain on the mic
(Pain on the mic)
Now whose dog? (Ah) Whose dog, ah
Whose dog is that? Barks
Whose dog is that? Barks
Man, whose dog is that? Barks
Somebody better put a chain on his ass, man