Icp

Icp - Dogbeats lyrics

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Yeah what you need?

Yeah let me get a large order of fries and uh

No fries

Excuse me?

No fries man

Oh, well must be out then

Alright then give me a large double slam and...

Nope

What?

Can't do it

Why not?

No meat?

No meat man damn

Alright then, I'll take a salad then

Better grow yourself one

Whats that?

We aint got no damn salad man

Ah, well then what the hell do you have?

We got the Dogbeats

Oh yeah the Dogbeats huh?

Yup

Alright, then I'll take an order of that to go then



Inner City Posse's got the Dogbeats

ICP we got the Dogbeats



No you don't stop with the funk from the old days

Start on your head as the beat plays

Yo, the ICP has got the Dogbeast

Inner City Posse and were playin for keeps

And I know you likin' this funk

Cuz I can hear my voice commin out your trunk

Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker

You leavin unattended I'm a take the mutha fucker



2 to the D to the o-p-e

Hittin 03 with the ICP

I like bass, treble, and the test up

Throw kick it in the back of a Sector Bus

With that 40-O, or thats trouble

Shootin' craps in the back of the liquar store

And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that

You out Joe?

Nope, 2 Dope at that



Rollin and I'm headin for the Clark Park

Just finished shootin 8 with the dark shark

Seen the freak with the bright white tank top

Keep rollin cuz I know I'll see my bank drop

Homeboy if you want to keep your riches

Stay the hell away from them more money

From the truck to the bikers to the jeeps

The ICP has got the Dogbeats



Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-yeah

Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah [4x]



Street lights glearin off the windshield

Mear coke crackers on the general wheel

6 Pack in the back and a dousand

Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand



2 Dope gotta keep his own style

Home made kicken box 4 tendance Posse

ICP make the whole car hop

When we let the bass drop



Inner Citty Posse's got the bad rep

Like my man on the cruches took a big step

And I can't stand the neighborhood menace

So I swell his chin like Rocky Denice

Bass in the car somethin stacks

I now hear me roamin them Pontiacs

Everyone's brittle when the bass rocks

So I got a little somethin in the glovebox



Long black hair with the white rag

40 cent Faygo in a brown bag

Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack

Chillen by my side cuz my Posse's stacked

I know I'm gettin famous just think for a minute

Stole the car radio and my tape was in it

Sounds bringin life to the streets

The ICP got the Dogbeats



Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-yeah

Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah [4x]

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats [3x]

Is in the house



Waiten at the light as my bass thumps

And I'm gettin jocked by these local chumps

They point, they wave, they stare, they look

I been jocked so hard I could write a book



Violent J down with the pimp daddy's [3x]

Smooth plushc rides in the velvet caddy's



All the way live down Jefferson

Inner City Posse's got the best of them

With a tape and your system beat

ICP has got the Dogbeats



Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-yeah

Bow-wow-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah [4x]

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats

ICP we got the Dogbeats [4x]


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