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nows our chance to get em..yeah...
fk Tim Dog, cause the boy aint s**t...
fk Tim Dog, fck you b*tch!
fk Tim Dog, in the biker shorts...
Cause the boy aint s**t...I'm a fk you up...
fk Tim Dog, in the biker shorts...
fk Tim Dog..fk...fk you!...
fk Tim Dog, cause the boy aint s**t...
fk Tim Dog..fk..fk you!
Attention muth*rfkers geah attention.
The brother who don't quit is back with the gangsta s**t.
Mike T, my muth*rfking right trigger
play the drums so I can buck this nigg*.
It all started like a game so watch him spit.
When a fool tried to come up off a gimmick.
So if its tag, I guess its my turn.
I grab your bulls**t cap and start to burn.
Fool, you picked the wrong place, at the wrong time.
So watch the driveby punk cause your ass's mine.
I set the fire to the fuse so now its too late.
Cause with your wick wack s**t you can't touch the Eiht.
The Comptonator, the Compton cyco. Compton, Compton,
Punk, we stomping.
CMW shutting em down so start ducking.
No where to run so you know who's fking who.
Tim Dog...fk you b*tch!...Oh yeah...
Tim Dog...fk...fk you...biiiitch...
Oh Yeah, It aint over muth*rfker...
Southpaw...Bulls**t City...Southpaw...Bulls**t City...
Tim Dog's going out on a stretcher...
Tim Dog's going out on a stretcher...
fk You...Southpaw...Bulls**t City...
fk You...Southpaw...Bulls**t City...
Southpaw...fk all y'all..
Dirty sons of girls, need to wash they muth*rfking ass...