Big Dogs lyrics

Artist  : Man Method 
Song : Big Dogs



 Send "Big Dogs" Ringtone to your Cell 

 												
														   Featuring Redman]  

 [Redman]  

 Def Squad  Wu Tang  

 *laugh*  

 (check it  check it out)  

 Verse 1: Method Man  [Redman in brackets]  

 [Yo yo Method Man  yo yo Iron Lungs]  

 [Call us gorillas in the myst]  

 [Raunchy vocalist]  

 Your code name  

 [Doc]  

 [Whats yo' name]  

 Hot Nix  

 Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they
dicks  

 [Yo them same two drivin yo whip fuckin yo
bitch]  

 Hold me down son  

 [Yo  I hold you down with the pound]  

 You got a lot of buiscits  

 [Ayo but where they at now?]  

 Diggy down yo we resevior dogs, you puppy
chow-chow  

 Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now 


 [Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the
mad cow]  

 Disease  

 [We set to load]  

 Cock and squeeze  

 [Booya!]  

 We too hard to hold off  

 [One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov]  

 When i dip dip dappa [dappa]  

 The anti-socializa [liza]  

 Everything be ice cream from _?_  

 [We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the
roster]  

 [Starting lineup, Iron Lung]  

 The funk docta  

 Verse 2: Method Man  

 Johnny blaze the ghost rider [uh]  

 Ghost stories by the campfire [uh]  

 The night breed [vampire!]  

 Duckin from the head rushin [uh]  

 Wu Tang production  

 Precussions bringin reprecussions  

 I hold my mike sideways bustin [bustin]  

 Another one bites the dust and  

 Cardiac arrest  

 Clutchin your chest suckin your last breath  

 In awe, period meth  

 Nigga,  

 dyin from papercuts, Bleedin to death  

 Down these mean streets johnny quest [uh]  

 >From ASCAP to NASDAQ  

 Get that money sack [uh]  

 These habitats aint no place to raise family at
[family at]  

 These alley cats be at war with these dirty rats
 

 So watch you back when you come to the slum  

 There aint nowhere to run from the iron lizard
lung  

 Blazes on stunts  

 I be dippin in the sun  

 My plates bear no one  

 My uzi weighs a ton  

 [Word up]  

 Verse 3: Redman  

 Pon Cocked  

 The don juan doc  

 Send crews back to the shoe shine box  

 Connect the dots  

 My description  

 Black mel  

 Yellow da mellow  

 I make it hard for mc's to run neck and elbow 


 With d-o  

 Penal code  

 We both to duck when he hear the bike  

 Wit the squeaky clutch  

 Swallow this hard act to follow  

 You could parachute off my slang and use my
rhymes to toggle  

 I'm tense, so smooth i cant be fingerprinted 


 I stomp harder in slow motion  

 Yo fuck your appluad  

 Bitches still rush me like they rushed the store
 

 Before the soul train award  

 Incorporate a law  

 Whoever aint raw get they hand chopped  

 By jamal with the wu sword [whoo-ee!]  

 My crew specializin  

 Snakin yo bitch  

 Robbin you while you on the floor  

 Shakin your shit  

 I'm doin me now i'll do you  

 [Yo who you?]  

 Doc  

 I bomb shit through the conflicts crucial  

 I be da black el nino  

 I mean yo  

 I'm supreme like the team show  

 With the pay to cream fo  

 [To see you sit down?]  

 Yo, na we get the fuck up  

 [And leave the one you wit]  

 Then take off of usher  

 Thats right, six double oh with chrome pipes 


 U.S. marshals out to pen us up like Snipes  

 [Throw it in drive]  

 Fuck takin me and meth alive!  

 [Yo, you look that-a-way]  

 You look out the other side