I've been a dog ever since I was young
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I saw The Mack and got all so sprung
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I couldn't help it, I had to be just like that
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With a stable of hoes and my pockets fat
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But don't trip, I made up my mind when I was 17
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I ain't with no marriage and a wedding ring
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I be a player for life, forget about a wife
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She just ain't my type
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Cause i mack each hoe and get richer
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And if it ain't like that then I forget ya
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I know you're just a freak, hoe
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You're so nasty
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That's why you're stairin'
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When you walk like pass me
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Bitch, now you're lookin' back
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All dogs must chase the cat
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So here I come, I just wanna fuck you and cut
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Treat you like trampy slut
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So much game when homies' tough
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Meet a bitch like you and smooth come up
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I have your fake-ass closin' up bank accounts
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Spittin' straight pimpgame from the Oakland-town
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It's been done before and i do it again
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Break your mama, your sista and all your friends
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$hort dog's on the microphone
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And I won't stop mackin' till my bank is long
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So try to break me if you wanna
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From me you get nothin' but drama
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If you're a rich bitch, I got a new twist
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And if you're with it, bitch
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Then we can do this
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Put me on the payroll
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Bick me down bankroll
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Buy me a benz and keep my tank full
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Cause other than that, I don't need no brood
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$hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog...
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I got all my game from East Oakland's street
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So mothafuck you damn shit-head freaks
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Couldn't pay me enough to treat you right
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Cause $hort Dog ain't nothin' nice
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Like a sucka-mothafucka let a bitch be boss
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Tellin' him how much she wants
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Let her use your car
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I'm from oakland, bitch
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And you can check my rap
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I hear fake bitches get slapped
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Let a bitch get bold with me
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I start to act like Goldy
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Tell me who's in the house now?
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Shorty The Pimp
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And I'm the last mothafucka
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That will pay your rent
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I ain't blind, I know you're fine as fuck
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But you're a tramp, bitch
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You ain't mine what's up?
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Try to give me some pussy but I want some head
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And I allready know everythin' you did
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They say you fuck like old-ass tired bitch
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But the word is out you suck some good ass dick
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And I don't want nothin' if I can't get it all
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You should know
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Cause I ain't nothin' but a dog, bitch...
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$hort dog ain't nothin' but a dog
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Bitch, fuck with me and you gotta do it all
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Most brothas try to take freaks out
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I get a room and stick my dick in her mouth
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They spend money on a movie and some dinner
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But $hort Dog goes straight up in her
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I give bitches no respect
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And the way I run my game they understand this shit
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You couldn't be like me cause you buy her things
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Used to be a broke fiend and now it's diamond rings
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I remember when I fucked your prom date
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You bought a dress and everythin'
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But she just couldn't wait for the pralm to end
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So she can call me up it was our very first date
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And it was cool to fuck
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Now I be doin' this shit all the time
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I got bitches on my mind
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Can't change in 1992
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Cause I still gotta find new, sweet, black
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What should I call it? I won't say it
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But if it's lain' on my bed, I'm a fade it
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$hort dog ain't nothin' but a dog
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Use to clown to hoes at the East Maid mall
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I was actin' like a pimp when I was 7
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Started to suckin' up game at 11
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And at the age of young 14
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I started to knock young bitches on the scene
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Couldn't give a fuck less about a bitch
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Thinkin' like that $hort Dog got rich
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Now I'm makin' ends and you think i'm weak
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Cause i'm allways downin' these toe-up freaks
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Tell me who's the man
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And who's the mouse, bitch?
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I'm Audi-five to my dog house...
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I Ain't Nothin But a Dog
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