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Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car door
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car door
Nearly everyone knows me from Smith to Lord Rosebr'y,
I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow.

I stroll with Lord Hurlington,
Roll in The Burlington
Call for
militance
We ain't beggin' politicians for nothing
Government funded, comin' gunnin' and stunnin', seein' the D's running
God bless us, Supreme Team, extreme
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
Yes, Lord, it's all good, you know I hustle
In the tanktop with no muscle, all in the hood
And roll dice by the elevator, and post up
And wait there,
brilliant current team seem when I dream
Fuck those individually iMac's on wide screen
Space shit from the basement like ?fyleens?, I mean
For real dog how
brilliant current team seem when I dream
Fuck those individually iMac's on wide screen
Space shit from the basement like ?fyleens?, I mean
For real dog how
I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof?
Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
[Verse 1]
Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom
What a dog gotta do?
Let me holla at ya boo
Damn I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
And all that good stuff
Was
your eye
Niggas hate dre dog, so I'll die one day
But reappear like the lord on easter Sunday
Yeah, dankers going to call me puff daddy
Dippin in
[Featuring Mac Mr. Serv On] 
[C Murder] 
Yeah check this shit out. This is for all my real tank dogs 
My No Limit soldiers out there buying my
the man got us all in rebellion
We gon' go to war, yeah, without failure
Do it for the fam, dog, ten toes down, dog
Love and the loyalty that's what we
clique's lookin lavish in upscale casino style
Flexin muscles like a Gotti trial
Yellow case get shook by the court with the judge
You should know a pimp,
Machavellian approaches executed by the coach
I'm in these streets like a ghost
The air-jettin' artist
To the love, I hit 'em right plus I hit the hardest, man
I
landing on planet X
Never had a plan B I always knew I was next
Flex now them haters upset throw the checks
'Cause I love to buck checks, team full
Honor, trust, respect
Devotion, friendship, loyalty
Karma, team, us, ROC
Solid, the evils, damn

With no union, and no benefits no dental plans
a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from it's the code that we live or we die by
Grrrrrat,
my disbelief 
And bathed me with her ever-smile. 
And with a howl across the sand 
I go escorted by a band of gentlemen in leather bound 
NO-ONE
team is a magazine of M-16's 

But we calmly, defeat your army, by blowin steam 

Noisy as a thousand barkin dogs, rap's sweat hogs 

Welcome back
Proof's in da pudding and dat bakin soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, gotta take dem photos naked.
Listenin to niggas like whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I
know my day, so I'm prayin' in the shower
Look up and thank the Lord for forgiveness, a witness to bad
I'm lookin' for good in the Southwest, God bless
and played on the air
But the homey putting us out, wasn't playing too fair

Had to separate ourself, bring in a new team
But sometimes the other side ain't