I've been a dog ever since I was young
I saw The Mack and got all so sprung
I couldn't help it, I had to be just like that
With a stable of hoes and my pockets fat
But don't trip, I made up my mind when I was 17
I ain't with no marriage and a wedding ring
I be a player for life, forget about a wife
She just ain't my type
Cause i mack each hoe and get richer
And if it ain't like that then I forget ya
I know you're just a freak, hoe
You're so nasty
That's why you're stairin'
When you walk like pass me
b****, now you're lookin' back
All dogs must chase the cat
So here I come, I just wanna f*** you and cut
Treat you like trampy s***
So much game when homies' tough
Meet a b**** like you and smooth come up
I have your fake-a** closin' up bank accounts
Spittin' straight pimpgame from the Oakland-town
It's been done before and i do it again
Break your mama, your sista and all your friends
$hort dog's on the microphone
And I won't stop mackin' till my bank is long
So try to break me if you wanna
From me you get nothin' but drama
If you're a rich b****, I got a new twist
And if you're with it, b****
Then we can do this
Put me on the payroll
Bick me down bankroll
Buy me a benz and keep my tank full
Cause other than that, I don't need no brood
$hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog...
I got all my game from East Oakland's street
So m******** you d*** s***-head freaks
Couldn't pay me enough to treat you right
Cause $hort Dog ain't nothin' nice
Like a sucka-m********* let a b**** be boss
Tellin' him how much she wants
Let her use your car
I'm from oakland, b****
And you can check my rap
I hear fake b****** get slapped
Let a b**** get bold with me
I start to act like Goldy
Tell me who's in the house now?
Shorty The Pimp
And I'm the last m*********
That will pay your rent
I ain't blind, I know you're fine as f***
But you're a tramp, b****
You ain't mine what's up?
Try to give me some p**** but I want some head
And I allready know everythin' you did
They say you f*** like old-a** tired b****
But the word is out you suck some good a** d***
And I don't want nothin' if I can't get it all
You should know
Cause I ain't nothin' but a dog, b****...
$hort dog ain't nothin' but a dog
b****, f*** with me and you gotta do it all
Most brothas try to take freaks out
I get a room and stick my d*** in her mouth
They spend money on a movie and some dinner
But $hort Dog goes straight up in her
I give b****** no respect
And the way I run my game they understand this s***
You couldn't be like me cause you buy her things
Used to be a broke fiend and now it's diamond rings
I remember when I f***** your prom date
You bought a dress and everythin'
But she just couldn't wait for the pralm to end
So she can call me up it was our very first date
And it was cool to f***
Now I be doin' this s*** all the time
I got b****** on my mind
Can't change in 1992
Cause I still gotta find new, sweet, black
What should I call it? I won't say it
But if it's lain' on my bed, I'm a fade it
$hort dog ain't nothin' but a dog
Use to clown to hoes at the East Maid mall
I was actin' like a pimp when I was 7
Started to suckin' up game at 11
And at the age of young 14
I started to knock young b****** on the scene
Couldn't give a f*** less about a b****
Thinkin' like that $hort Dog got rich
Now I'm makin' ends and you think i'm weak
Cause i'm allways downin' these toe-up freaks
Tell me who's the man
And who's the mouse, b****?
I'm Audi-five to my dog house...
I saw The Mack and got all so sprung
I couldn't help it, I had to be just like that
With a stable of hoes and my pockets fat
But don't trip, I made up my mind when I was 17
I ain't with no marriage and a wedding ring
I be a player for life, forget about a wife
She just ain't my type
Cause i mack each hoe and get richer
And if it ain't like that then I forget ya
I know you're just a freak, hoe
You're so nasty
That's why you're stairin'
When you walk like pass me
b****, now you're lookin' back
All dogs must chase the cat
So here I come, I just wanna f*** you and cut
Treat you like trampy s***
So much game when homies' tough
Meet a b**** like you and smooth come up
I have your fake-a** closin' up bank accounts
Spittin' straight pimpgame from the Oakland-town
It's been done before and i do it again
Break your mama, your sista and all your friends
$hort dog's on the microphone
And I won't stop mackin' till my bank is long
So try to break me if you wanna
From me you get nothin' but drama
If you're a rich b****, I got a new twist
And if you're with it, b****
Then we can do this
Put me on the payroll
Bick me down bankroll
Buy me a benz and keep my tank full
Cause other than that, I don't need no brood
$hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog...
I got all my game from East Oakland's street
So m******** you d*** s***-head freaks
Couldn't pay me enough to treat you right
Cause $hort Dog ain't nothin' nice
Like a sucka-m********* let a b**** be boss
Tellin' him how much she wants
Let her use your car
I'm from oakland, b****
And you can check my rap
I hear fake b****** get slapped
Let a b**** get bold with me
I start to act like Goldy
Tell me who's in the house now?
Shorty The Pimp
And I'm the last m*********
That will pay your rent
I ain't blind, I know you're fine as f***
But you're a tramp, b****
You ain't mine what's up?
Try to give me some p**** but I want some head
And I allready know everythin' you did
They say you f*** like old-a** tired b****
But the word is out you suck some good a** d***
And I don't want nothin' if I can't get it all
You should know
Cause I ain't nothin' but a dog, b****...
$hort dog ain't nothin' but a dog
b****, f*** with me and you gotta do it all
Most brothas try to take freaks out
I get a room and stick my d*** in her mouth
They spend money on a movie and some dinner
But $hort Dog goes straight up in her
I give b****** no respect
And the way I run my game they understand this s***
You couldn't be like me cause you buy her things
Used to be a broke fiend and now it's diamond rings
I remember when I f***** your prom date
You bought a dress and everythin'
But she just couldn't wait for the pralm to end
So she can call me up it was our very first date
And it was cool to f***
Now I be doin' this s*** all the time
I got b****** on my mind
Can't change in 1992
Cause I still gotta find new, sweet, black
What should I call it? I won't say it
But if it's lain' on my bed, I'm a fade it
$hort dog ain't nothin' but a dog
Use to clown to hoes at the East Maid mall
I was actin' like a pimp when I was 7
Started to suckin' up game at 11
And at the age of young 14
I started to knock young b****** on the scene
Couldn't give a f*** less about a b****
Thinkin' like that $hort Dog got rich
Now I'm makin' ends and you think i'm weak
Cause i'm allways downin' these toe-up freaks
Tell me who's the man
And who's the mouse, b****?
I'm Audi-five to my dog house...