Lyrics Big Dogs - Method Man, Redman

Big Dogs

Def Squad Wu Tang
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Verse 1: Method Man
Your code name
Hot Nix
Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks
Hold me down son
You got a lot of buiscits
Diggy down yo we resevior dogs, you puppy chow-chow
Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now
Disease
Cock and squeeze
We too hard to hold off
When i dip dip dappa
The anti-socializa
Everything be ice cream from _?_
The funk docta
Verse 2: Method Man
Johnny blaze the ghost rider
Ghost stories by the campfire
The night breed
Duckin from the head rushin
Wu Tang production
Precussions bringin reprecussions
I hold my mike sideways bustin
Another one bites the dust and
Cardiac arrest
Clutchin your chest suckin your last breath
In awe, period meth
Nigga,
dyin from papercuts, Bleedin to death
Down these mean streets johnny quest
>From ASCAP to NASDAQ
Get that money sack
These habitats aint no place to raise family at
These alley cats be at war with these dirty rats
So watch you back when you come to the slum
There aint nowhere to run from the iron