: [Verse 1:] Uh, Fiji water granddaddy purp Excuse me I let the semiautomatic burp Blood game mothafucka call me red alert Young Carter kill in order
Yo Tim Dog, ? [Tim Dog] Aight [Ced Gee] We gonna, yeah we gonna get out of here man It's on you, kick it my brother [Tim Dog] Ahhhhhhhhh shit, call me
flex, stamp X and break necks And eat up the Wheat Chex You know who I am? [repeat: "Rhythm X, the X"] [Interlude:] Yo X this is Superior M The mad dog, Tim, TR Yo step
AIN'T SHIT! [Ced Gee:] Yeah motherfucker, YOU AIN'T SHIT! Yeah whassup, whassup, YOU AIN'T SHIT! Step to me, c'mon! YOU AIN'T SHIT! YEAHHH, like this [Tim Dog
me beef I'm the hardcore master, one that has ta cruise right past ya remain disaster So step - what the fuck you got beef for You fuckin with me for,
down, you're clockin me baby) Stop jockin me girl.. (you're jockin me baby) Stop jockin me girl! (yeah, you're jockin me baby) [Tim Dog] Ha ha ha hah
.Gee] Yo Tim Dog, bust your rhyme Yo, man it's the man himself The motherfuckin illegal alien one Yo comin up next is Tim Dog Yo Dog, eat them motherfuckers [Tim Dog
like me, you shoulda stayed the hell out the industry, cause that means you're jockin me Your sweating me, getting me, telling me, you're not ahead of me
Cause she thought she was fine She winked at me, I thought it was fine This nigga poutin, this hoe was mine I had the alcohol in me, took my time Let
40 cause my mother's not looking. [Verse Three : Diggedy Dog?] Yo give me that, kid. You pah will put you in the mourge. Listen to hot diggity dog.
stop me, fool can't test me 5-11, street smarts since seven Fuck the nun, jack the reverand, still make heaven [Chorus: w/ more Tim Dog ad libs] [Tim Dog
to the row Fuckin me, now I'm fuckin you, little ho Oh, don't think I forgot, let you slide Let me ride, just another homicide Yeah it's me so I'ma talk
shoes dem skateboy shneaka's Got my Nike's on cause they are real sneaka's Van's aint shoes they toe-nail sneakers o I think they hate me when they saw me
me, you shoulda stayed the hell out the industry, cause that means you're jockin me Your sweating me, getting me, telling me, you're not ahead of me But
[Verse 1:] Uh, Fiji water granddaddy purp Excuse me I let the semiautomatic burp Blood game mothafucka call me red alert Young Carter kill in order,
u, Me-Tical A bad motherfucking buddah monk, what the fuck hit your chest, like cardiac arrest, blow the front out the frame, hit the pussycat for the pain of the dog
Shoes Dem Skateboy Shneaka's Got My Nike's On Cause They Are Real Sneaka's Van's Aint Shoes They Toe-Nail Stickers O I Think They Hate Me When They Saw Me
can't do shit So close the doors and turn off the light coz you'll be suckin my dick all night and you can drink a cup of piss Tim Dog is on tha set,