| Song | Dog Intro - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | DMX |
| Album | Grand Champ |
| 作曲 : Earl Simmons & Darryl "Pop" Trotter & Bashir Fadai | |
| 作词 : Simmons, Trotter | |
| Ruff riders, ride or die, get at these niggaz dog | |
| I don't really trust humans that much these days | |
| Shit, fact of the matter is, | |
| I trust dogs more than | |
| I trust humans | |
| Shit, nothin' like that dog love | |
| I tell you | |
| Not just any dog, gotta be a pit bull | |
| Yep, thats the only dog for me | |
| You don't wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy | |
| They make good companions, but even worse enemies | |
| Its all on how you take it | |
| Nothings goes down and | |
| I don't get a small piece of | |
| Get the picture, see the beauty and the beast of | |
| The mad man its the bad man is here' | |
| Cause a nigga like me smells wreck in the air | |
| Just be fair, shit that | |
| I be doin' to niggaz, and | |
| Get away with the same shit ruining a niggaz | |
| Cover all ground and not roll thick, like the fog | |
| The only mother****ing friend | |
| I ever had was a dog | |
| Never ate the hog but glad to say | |
| I smoked plenty of 'em | |
| The 5th precinct, the name one of many of 'em | |
| In one verse | |
| I'll beat you worse than you mama | |
| I'll **** around | |
| I 'll eat you first like dahmus | |
| I'm a, play that ass out like bomber | |
| Killed the nigga once for lookin' like he wanted drama | |
| I'm buggin', the pain it hurts, | |
| I gotta scream, ahh! | |
| Lettin' of a little steam society was just too much | |
| I couldn't hack it, six mother****in' years in a straight jacket | |
| But back it wasn't wise for wise for them to let me out the joint | |
| I've never really got better, so | |
| I'm not on point | |
| I just might flip, quick, but its too late to be bitchin' | |
| Got more loose screws than the table in your kitchen | |
| I'm itchin', lets hope you ain't around when | |
| I scratchJust like | |
| I said before , | |
| I eats what | |
| I catchSearchin' shit, will have a nigga hurtin' sick | |
| The dirt you kick, will get you in the dirt an' quick | |
| Word to maze you niggaz is kids, don't play | |
| I'm too old for the jokes you'll get smoke, | |
| I don't play | |
| I'm gonna say, whats gonna happen if you force my hand | |
| Some, somewhere will be like, lost my man | |
| Take it to heart its about to get dark so run that | |
| All that shit niggaz talkin', been there done that | |
| What black, think its a act, let me know | |
| But he like what | |
| I'm sayin' so shut the **** up and let me flow | |
| Yo, you think its a game, keep playin' | |
| They gonna find your ass, somewhere in the creek layin' | |
| It's over, you just ain't layed down yet | |
| And in a minute, you gonna be that | |
| Mother****er that they ain't found yet | |
| Hold off on makin' movies and make moves | |
| Stop talkin' about shit that you cant prove | |
| I'm the mountain you cant move, so why you tryin'? | |
| Lookin' at me stupid wonderin' why you dyin'? | |
| Why you flyin', through the air, wit a big ass hole in your chest? | |
| Wishin' you was holdin' a vest | |
| But its too late for wishes, so you gettin' this rest | |
| Go to sleep, papa will take care of the stress | |
| God bless, and may | |
| He have mercy on your soul | |
| Pop, pop! take these two more wit you, on your stroll, nigga | |
| I don't really trust humans that much these days | |
| Shit, fact of the matter is, | |
| I trust dogs more than | |
| I trust humans | |
| Shit, nothin' like that dog love | |
| I tell you | |
| Not just any dog, gotta be a pit bull | |
| Yep, thats the only dog for me | |
| You don't wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy | |
| They make good companions, but even worse enemies | |
| It's all on how you take it | |
| You know how we do baby, alright | |
| Grand champ, you know how we do | |
| Scratch all day, match all weight | |
| **** nigga, cant be ****in' serious | |
| Raccoon ain't nuttin' but a big cat |
| zuò qǔ : Earl Simmons Darryl " Pop" Trotter Bashir Fadai | |
| zuò cí : Simmons, Trotter | |
| Ruff riders, ride or die, get at these niggaz dog | |
| I don' t really trust humans that much these days | |
| Shit, fact of the matter is, | |
| I trust dogs more than | |
| I trust humans | |
| Shit, nothin' like that dog love | |
| I tell you | |
| Not just any dog, gotta be a pit bull | |
| Yep, thats the only dog for me | |
| You don' t wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy | |
| They make good companions, but even worse enemies | |
| Its all on how you take it | |
| Nothings goes down and | |
| I don' t get a small piece of | |
| Get the picture, see the beauty and the beast of | |
| The mad man its the bad man is here' | |
| Cause a nigga like me smells wreck in the air | |
| Just be fair, shit that | |
| I be doin' to niggaz, and | |
| Get away with the same shit ruining a niggaz | |
| Cover all ground and not roll thick, like the fog | |
| The only mother ing friend | |
| I ever had was a dog | |
| Never ate the hog but glad to say | |
| I smoked plenty of ' em | |
| The 5th precinct, the name one of many of ' em | |
| In one verse | |
| I' ll beat you worse than you mama | |
| I' ll around | |
| I ' ll eat you first like dahmus | |
| I' m a, play that ass out like bomber | |
| Killed the nigga once for lookin' like he wanted drama | |
| I' m buggin', the pain it hurts, | |
| I gotta scream, ahh! | |
| Lettin' of a little steam society was just too much | |
| I couldn' t hack it, six mother in' years in a straight jacket | |
| But back it wasn' t wise for wise for them to let me out the joint | |
| I' ve never really got better, so | |
| I' m not on point | |
| I just might flip, quick, but its too late to be bitchin' | |
| Got more loose screws than the table in your kitchen | |
| I' m itchin', lets hope you ain' t around when | |
| I scratchJust like | |
| I said before , | |
| I eats what | |
| I catchSearchin' shit, will have a nigga hurtin' sick | |
| The dirt you kick, will get you in the dirt an' quick | |
| Word to maze you niggaz is kids, don' t play | |
| I' m too old for the jokes you' ll get smoke, | |
| I don' t play | |
| I' m gonna say, whats gonna happen if you force my hand | |
| Some, somewhere will be like, lost my man | |
| Take it to heart its about to get dark so run that | |
| All that shit niggaz talkin', been there done that | |
| What black, think its a act, let me know | |
| But he like what | |
| I' m sayin' so shut the up and let me flow | |
| Yo, you think its a game, keep playin' | |
| They gonna find your ass, somewhere in the creek layin' | |
| It' s over, you just ain' t layed down yet | |
| And in a minute, you gonna be that | |
| Mother er that they ain' t found yet | |
| Hold off on makin' movies and make moves | |
| Stop talkin' about shit that you cant prove | |
| I' m the mountain you cant move, so why you tryin'? | |
| Lookin' at me stupid wonderin' why you dyin'? | |
| Why you flyin', through the air, wit a big ass hole in your chest? | |
| Wishin' you was holdin' a vest | |
| But its too late for wishes, so you gettin' this rest | |
| Go to sleep, papa will take care of the stress | |
| God bless, and may | |
| He have mercy on your soul | |
| Pop, pop! take these two more wit you, on your stroll, nigga | |
| I don' t really trust humans that much these days | |
| Shit, fact of the matter is, | |
| I trust dogs more than | |
| I trust humans | |
| Shit, nothin' like that dog love | |
| I tell you | |
| Not just any dog, gotta be a pit bull | |
| Yep, thats the only dog for me | |
| You don' t wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy | |
| They make good companions, but even worse enemies | |
| It' s all on how you take it | |
| You know how we do baby, alright | |
| Grand champ, you know how we do | |
| Scratch all day, match all weight | |
| nigga, cant be in' serious | |
| Raccoon ain' t nuttin' but a big cat |