street thugs rollin,(jay-z) now what kind of thug would watch you?(clue) i dont care i just wanna know...(jay-z/clue) WHERE MY DOGS AT WHERE MY DOGS AT. (clue
Tradução: DJ Clue. En los perros (con Jay-Z).
Mike, or Clue And watch them shits sell out like a Air Jordon shoe I told Funk Flex when I catch the nigga Whoo Kid We gon' see if he know how to DJ with
9 and DJ Clue I ain't bad, I just do what the beats say do..unnh... *kiss noise* [DJ Clue] DJ Clue! Desert Storm! Come oooooooon maaaaaaaan! *echoes
arms (Waking Up) Boy, don't you know that you're always in my heart (So Don't Forget About Us) Noooooo. DJ Clue Desert Stosm [Styles P:] Please don'
Royce 5-9 and DJ Clue I ain't bad, I just do what the beats say do..unnh... [kiss noise] [DJ Clue] DJ Clue! Desert Storm! Come oooooooon maaaaaaaan! [
Intro: Styles Dj Clue. Desert Storm style baby. What nigga All: L-O-X, chest to chest, back to back glock for glock, Mac for Mac Dope and crack
stars And if I come short, it ain't no slack off my shoulder I'm waiting for this last bitch to get a little older What LOX niggaz, DJ Clue, 'till
BOTH] Motherfuckers all know how we have 'em, what! * dogs barking * [DMX] Where my dogs at? (what) Uh, where my dogs at? (what, uh) Uh, where my dogs at
DJ Clue (Jay-Z) New Shit (Uh, huh, check it out now) Road Dawgs Amil, Eve, Da Brat (Amillion, E-V-E) Jay-Z First Lady, check it out, uh yo Don't watch
y'all gon feel it later like Ali Y'all got respect? Not at all, but we do and got it all Cause y'all know there's a lot of dogs that'll sell y'all for
rappers, look.. *NEW CASH MONEYYYYYYY* I'm sick of it, niggaz illliterate and I need me seven zeroes or somethin legitament I done shot at niggaz, and I been shot at
break it down for my nigga, DJ Quik The almighty, funkster The baddest to ever touch the MPC60 Worth three thousand, you don't hear me Clue Dogg, Blac
keep the livin' quarter held down wit two nines One in the bed, one in the bathroom at all times So while I'm takin' a shit, I'm at route and plan a
got in his life is his word and his dick And I stay true to them like both of them laws Niggas talk shit my click's not ridin' them dogs Niggas hate me
ll be without them niggas Matter of fact, I'm tired of talkin money Throw your joints up, scrap, bitch (Ha ha!) Chorus 2x Outro: DMX & DJ Clue (DJ Clue
