Tru Tank Dogs lyrics

by

Eazy-E


[Intro - Mystikal]
We been holding back too muthaf*ckin' long
n*gga f*ck the dumb sh*t
It's time to represent n*gga
It's time to represent n*gga
It's time to let you n*ggas now man
Mystikal

[Verse 1 - Mystikal]
I'm the conscience in the toolbox that's coming for the carpenter
I'm the leerer they call me clipping the suits flipping the car and they call me the godfather
I'm one of the brand new number two pencils out the pencil sharpener
I'm the scarlet water out the delta faucet
I'm the rhyming I'm the artist
I'm the vomit in the toilet
I'm the comet when it charges
I'm the drama in New Orleans
I'm the vegetables that grow in the garden
All the weed, dope, coke, and alcohol at the parties
I'm the M-I-A-C-H-E-L Tyler
I'm the loud blakka, blakka, wakka, wakka, coming from behind ya
I'm the stitches of the shirt that make the polo man trill in the side of the Timberland
I'm the bells on trigger man
Who? Me that's who!
I'm the voice in the microphone coming from the booth
I'm the ground when you think
I'm the file on the shank
I'm the pile in the bank
I'm the round out the tank
[Chorus - Mystikal and Snoop]
I'm that n*gga, Mystikal! (and I'm the Dogg)
That's that n*gga (I like to hustle and ball)
We them n*ggas (yeah TRU tank dogs)
They them n*ggas (you don't want to f*ck with at all)
I'm that n*gga, Mystikal! (and I'm the Dogg)
That's that n*gga (I like to hustle and ball)
We them n*ggas (yeah, TRU tank dogs)
They them n*ggas (you don't want to f*ck with at all)

[Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg]
Knuckle up n*gga, knuckle up n*gga
If you sleeping I'm creepin', so buckle up n*gga
Knuckle up n*gga, knuckle up n*gga
If you sleeping I'm trippin' buckle up n*gga
Snoop Dogg
I'm in the club in New Orleans
Just got finished eating a batch of chicken wings with some collard greens
I'm down south in the house straight turning it out
Got b*tches in my face and I can slap they mouth
With all the sh*t that they be tweaking
Some n*ggas be speaking
Game leaking, but I'm streaking
Snoop Dogg ain't leaking
My game is tough and tight
See ain't nothing like
This G sh*t n*gga, this LBC sh*t n*gga
I'm thinking I'mma fall off in this club tonight
Where my old lady at? I'm tryna find a fight
I'm in this muthaf*cka mad, drunk, stupid and sh*t
Ready to take off on a muthaf*ckin' trick-ass b*tch
Old pus*y-ass n*gga looking at me strange
Like he don't know which gang I claim
I'm a Dogg Pound gangsta till I fall off the planet, god damn it
Don't take it for granted, biatch!
[Outro - Mystikal and (Snoop Dogg)]
(b*tch get your mind right, get your mind right)
(b*tch get your mind right, get your mind right)
(b*tch get your mind right, get your mind right)
(b*tch get your mind right, get your mind right)
(b*tch get your mind right, get your mind right)
(b*tch get your mind right, get your mind right)
Put up or shut up (pus*y-ass n*gga)
Put your set up or shut up, (b*tch-ass n*gga)
Put your set up or shut up, (b*tch-ass n*gga)
Put your set up or shut up, (b*tch-ass n*gga)
Put your set up or shut up, (b*tch-ass n*gga)
(Where they at, hoe?)
(Where they at, hoe? Where they at, where they at, where they at, hoe?)
(Where they at, hoe, where they at, hoe? Where they at, where they at, where they at, hoe?)
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