Tradução: Perros. Encadenado a Nadie.
the louder that they whistle The less we're gonna hear For constantly we've got the call of the wild Ringing in our ears And we're chained to no-one To no-one
s R. Cadillac's on twenty-twos And jewels that give you cataracts, bitch who you foolin' They gave me eight bars, no room to breathe And eight darts nigga, no one
see where Game went? To the hood, parked crooked behind that chained fence, And I'm going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick! Tell me one album I
t fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds me Spongebob And Tony Yayo is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one
lock Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block I got this shit on lock I got this shit on lock Holla' Holla' at me if you on my block I got yo' dogs on
curr {GET BACK! } It's G-Unit, we don't fuckin play furr My shit is mine, you're shit we gotta shurr. Dogs off the chain, my nigga, bewurr New York City
to say it but the people that surrounding me Are way too shady The only people i can trust is my family and my lady All my dogs got guns Ready for action
fuck juice, A hundred percent brew, The gankin for my bankin keeps you shankin wit a deuce, deuce, So easy when me pull me lead off, No one's allowed,
wall [Chorus 2: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Strike three, ohh I got you out Without a doubt, I got you out Strike one
stains on the front piece of, My lapel, is custom-made, You off the rack shit, I'm off the chain, come on. The dogs are loose, And yeah we get at themon
aka Peter S. Bizarre) I'm a alcoholic with the fuckin toilet Pass the hot dogs (bizarre aren't you Islamic) Bitch shut your fuckin mouth I'ma keep eatin till Richard Simmons comes to my house with a chain
Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done flipped I keep a banger in the ankle, one in the hip Two in the stash, one come up when I shift I keep one under