- Song Name: Get at Me Dog
- Artist Name: DMX
- Album: It's Dark and Hell Is Hot
- Songwriters: Anthony Fields, D Styles, Damon Blackmon, Earl Simmons, J Phillips, S Jacobs, Sam Taylor
- Release Date: 1998.05.12
- Label: Def Jam
LYRICS FOR "Get at Me Dog"
Yeah
Where my dogs at?
We right here dog
Where my dogs at?
I'm right here dog
What must I go through to show you s*** is real?
And I ain't really never gave a f*** how niggaz feel
Rob then I steal
Well don't make me show you with the Magnum
If you don't know by now then you slippin'
I'm on some b******* thats got me jackin'
I got my man and them stay pretty like I'ma stay s*****
Crimey
Hit the b******
And when it's on we transform like optimus prime
I'll form the head
If we ain't gonna get it wit them
Bust it off
Money with the biggest mouth
A novice nigga
Breath too f*****' hard like you gettin' bust down
Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog
Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?
Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog
Yeah
What the deal?
Nowadays
What you doin'? Robbin' niggaz
'Cause they deserve it
They know we died slow if they heard it
The nigga there blew up the spot a while
And the mother f***** ain't got shot in a while
And the stacks will light up
Blow everything in sight up
What makes you think you wasn't able to stand?
I got s*** that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand
The days are longer and it seems like I'm wastin' time
I've got a lot of dreams but I'm not really chasin' mine
I suck it all up like a sicka fly
'Cause nowadays gettin' by
An occasional meal and gettin' high
I live to die
Let your man hold somethin'
Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog
Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?
Well in the back wit ya f***** ass face down
Lucky that you breathin' but you dead from the waste down
The f*** is on your mind talkin' that s*** that you be talkin'
And I bet you wish you never got hit
But s*** happens and f*** it
Niggaz is wonderin' how the f*** you hid your skirt
Right under they eyes like a surprise to the guys
Just one of their man's was a b**** in disguise
I'm f*****' with cats and order heads and slaughter more kids
Let me hollar at y'all that wanna borrow the raw s***
Knahmean? I'm just robbin' to eat
And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbin' the street
When we starve then we eat whatever's there
Come on you know
Blood stains and chalk
After the talk
On eleven thirty three of New York
Transformin' us niggaz so get it quick
You know for real that nigga can't f*****' suck my dick
And it's gon' take all these niggaz in the rap game
To barely move me
I have niggaz fallin' like white b****** in a scary movie
Argh! You know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggaz
What's that? I thought you niggaz was killas
F*** y'all what me with this coward
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