[Intro: Ant D.O.G.]
Yeah, S1, yo
Ant D.O.G., T-K.A.S.H
D.O.G. shit, check it
[Chorus: T-K.A.S.H., Ant D.O.G.]
If you ain't down with it
And you just clownin' 'round with it
You need to get back
If you ain't real with us
Claimin' that you ain't feelin' us
You need to get back
You can quote any raps we wrote
And put the game to the microscope
You gon' still sense
[Verse 1: S1]
Sworn to this game like a foul politician
Crooked with my wisdom, infinite incisions when I'm spittin'
Listen, sense a tiger, young cougar driven
To prey upon and water down cats, I wash away the competition
It's Bay Love, for better or worse
For cheddar, I curse and search through your good friend's purse
I'm starvin', even though I just came from Roof's Crisps
Filet mignon, cognac, and catfish
Finish with an embargo, Cuban cigar
Put 'em dollas, I go hard, 'yo givin' you scars
Get back like I'm jumpin' hot lead at you
Like I'm try'na get my bread past you
Bump heads with a statue and get your face cracked
It's in my blood like my nanny is my pedigree
So go ahead and trace that
Face facts, I'm a boss, you a numbers runna
We bust raps and go on tour almost every summer
[Chorus: T-K.A.S.H., Ant D.O.G.]
If you ain't down with it
And you just clownin' 'round with it
You need to get back
If you ain't real with us
Claimin' that you ain't feelin' us
You need to get back
You can quote any raps we wrote
And put the game to the microscope
You gon' still sense
[Verse 2: T-K.A.S.H]
Sick with it, raw with it, flow it, no flaw with it
Tomie Kash, y'all hit it, look at how I fall in it
Yes-yes-y'all in it, it is time Ant D.O.G. get his prop
'Cause this dog shit is platinum plus
Man, why these suckas, niggas tryna act like us
Rap like us, producers makin' tracks like us
Straps might bust if you come through the Bay flossin'
Send ya home scraped up, rear cage taped up
Laced up, raised up, listenin' to Ray Love
Mac Mall y'all
KPFA stuff, that's the real playsta
Get up, get out, and get exposed to the game
Attackin' every track is how I rose in the game
Never raw dog hoes or put my nose to the 'caine
I'm a good old boy from the good old days
Before niggas popped E's and the weed got laced, you know?
[Chorus: T-K.A.S.H., Ant D.O.G.]
If you ain't down with it
And you just clownin' 'round with it
You need to get back
If you ain't real with us
Claimin' that you ain't feelin' us
You need to get back
You can quote any raps we wrote
And put the game to the microscope
You gon' still sense
[Verse 3: Ant D.O.G.]
From the streets to the booth, to the mic I rose
So cold and your block gon' froze and drop ice
Never ignorant, gettin' goals accomplished, potna
So beware of the dog before I have to stomp ya
I've been hustlin' for fifteen, spent ten in a rap gang
Raised a generation and hustled to maintain
The boss got no shame 'cause the parents on dope
And the kids do the same thing 'cause we losin' our hope
And it's harder to cope, plus we got armin' to toke
And y'all on scope, prayin' that we never go broke
It's hectic, plus makin' these fools respectin'
And fuck 'em anyway 'cause I'm reppin' the Bay
At all times, even when we weren't gettin' no shine
I was livin' this rent life, and makin' em' think twice
Poppin', roll on 'em, end up with your nuts in a vice
California-style, we ain't nothin' nice, come on
[Chorus: T-K.A.S.H., Ant D.O.G.]
If you ain't down with it
And you just clownin' 'round with it
You need to get back
If you ain't real with us
Claimin' that you ain't feelin' us
You need to get back
You can quote any raps we wrote
And put the game to the microscope
You gon' still sense
If you ain't down with it
And you just clownin' 'round with it
You need to get back (Ugh)
If you ain't real with us
Claimin' that you ain't feelin' us
You need to get back
