Redman - Doggz II lyrics

Yo yeah

Where my dogs at? (Yo) where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at? (Yo, yo, yo)
Where my dogs at?

Who them niggas that'll roll up
To your front door, hand on the pump?
(Them dogs, nigga)
Kick down your door, and pull out the four
And lay niggas down 'fore
Your man getting jumped
(Yo, everybody, yo, motherfucking get low)
What kind of nigga drunk off that liquor high
As hell with they hands in bitches' drawers?
What kind of nigga fit that description that
I'm talking 'bout hardcore niggas brawl?
And I'm a dog with lockjaw, on the double
R, my squad can't be knocked off, we dogs

Where my dogs at? (yeah) where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at? (yeah) where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at? (The Virginia dogs)
Where my dogs at? (Cincinnati dogs)
Where my dogs at? (Chicago dogs)
Where my dogs at?

What kind of nigga that'll steal
Your car at night
As soon as you turn off the light? Yeah
Pop that steering wheel, hit the
Club like a quarter 'til
Wait 'til a victim get caught in the height
(Ain't that high, though?)
What kind of nigga that'll fuck
Your girl gorilla style, ass in the air?
Yo when I cum, she cum, she asleep, I'm in
The safe where boyfriend stashed the cake
And I'm out of here
I know you're not prepared, Doc pop the
Flares for the niggas under the stairs
We true dogs

Where my dogs at? Where my dogs at? (yeah)
Where my dogs at? Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at? (Jersey dogs)
Where my dogs at? (My California dogs)
Where my dogs at?

What kind of nigga that'll do a bid and
Come home doing the same thing again? Yo
That kind of nigga that'll search for that
Bitch-ass nigga that ratted him in yo
What kind of nigga keep his
Mind on his money, music
Not bitches at all?
(We don't love them hoes)
That kind of nigga that don't care
About your ice or VIP, you getting robbed
So take it off right now, pack my
Dogs, fuck who, I'm assaulting now
We true dogs

Where my dogs at? (yeah) where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at? Where my dogs at? (yeah)
Where my dogs at? (Canada dogs)
Where my dogs at? Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at? Where my dogs at? (yeah)
Where my dogs at? (Baltimore dogs)
Where my dogs at? (yeah) where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at? (South Carolina dogs)
Where my dogs at? (North Carolina dogs)
Where my dogs at? (yeah)
Where my dogs at? (yeah) alabama dogs
Dirty brick City
Jers', Jers' yeah
Can't forget them Ohio dogs out there

WKYA this is Nasty Naj on WKYA
Kicking Yo' Ass Radio
We 'bout to get into that drug traffic
Report and see where it's popping at
I got the first caller on the line
Caller, what's your name and
Where you calling from?
Ayy, this is Sheena hollering
Out that College
Park, Georgia, you know what I'm saying
Shorty? No doubt, dirty South, dirty South
Ayy, man, they selling a whole lot of
Coke out this motherfucker
And the feds is going crazy
And the weed out here dry
As hell, could y'all please
Send me some of that fire so we
Can get this shit crunk down here?
You heard first right here on WKYA
They trying to get it crunk
Down in College Park
Somebody send some of that fire down there
Let me hear your gunshots
Bucking, and Sheena
Tell 'em what radio station you representing
Ayy, WKYA, Kicking Yo' Ass Radio
Okay, next caller
Ayo, this is Chester and shit
And I'm out here in the bricks
Out here on 19th and 13th Avenue
And it's a lot of weed being sold out here
N Not a lot of coke, not a lot of dope
Though but a lot of motherfucking marijuana
Dimes, nickels, twent Ayy, bitch
Ayy, I told you, you better give me my money
When I'ma kick your a
Fifties, hundreds, all that, hydro
All that good shit out here on 13th Avenue
Yo tell 'em your radio station
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, no doubt
WKYA's the station, motherfuckers