Letras:
Mack 10 Dog About It

walk it, and talk about it But this nigga B.G. gon' be dog about it Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin' It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka,

walk it, and talk about it But this nigga B.G. gon' be dog about it [Chorus: B.G.] Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin' It's bluka, bluka

it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it

ll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it

the game about to start Big thangs automatic pu-tang (automatic) Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches If it twitches give it stitches If it

millionaires walkin wit our gats in public Cats love it, boosie broads deny it They step to tha store to buy it, go home and bump it in private And you

that shit about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in your arm pits Yeah we can do i,t take your time and do it right You can gimme the fuckin' chewin',

' Westward ho [Mack 10:] A nigga gots to get chose it's a house full of hoes I suppose at least one of those want Mister flossy with the kilos You know it

fluid Was a bitch and I knew it When it came down to it he was scared to bang that nigga dared the game to get his ass with his actions Been through it