Dre Dog (andre Nickatina) Off That Chewy Lyrics

Off That Chewy Lyrics

how can sick can one nigga be

 you think im off that PCP but its Chewy!

 a lot of niggas never heard of me

 i said beware of me

 now they scared of me

 hu...i said come to my sunday service

 nigga seen who the reverend was then they got nervous

 the niggity nasty Jim Jones

 boot ya in the head, 

 steal toes to the dome

 poted dank, fools its your choice

 niggas hate my face but they love my voice

 and just like that, i make them ball and nob

 kiss the hand of a true dog god

 cross ya heart foo, and hope to die

 cause you will die when you crucify

 cause i gots frisco all sewed up

 pitbulls in a bunch hidin in the cuts

 cause when i say it, i mean no mercy

 the frisco hitler, turnin cali to germany

 im a down muthafucka when my homies call

 20 rock while my dogs roll up like fog

 this was a triple six verse not a triple four

 and after this, im gonna give you some more

 

 yeah and it don't stop

 yeah and it won't quit

 dre dog is in the house

 fuck that muthafuckin bullshit

 

 my father abandoned me, my mother couldn't handle me

 thats why i made ill mater of my family

 nigga you ain't shit, im the lyrical lord

 ask whats up nigga, two plus four

 cause when i catch you im gonna bust your dick

 roll up a blunt, chewy and tai stick

 i snort caine, and do cocktails

 make way for the six five killa whale

 that love to box and don't care if i die

 with fists that will open and shut your eye

 niggas hate dre dog, so i'll die one day

 but reappear like the lord on easter sunday

 yeah, dankers going to call me puff daddy

 dippin in a caddy, pant hood a saggy

 i don't play dead, i don't roll over

 turn ya back and i'll break ya shoulder

 a voice that will sufficate your ass like plastic

 a throat that will chug a lug battery acid

 im dre dog, can you tell im high?

 nigga heres a shovel, dig deep into my mind

 you violatin, and a blow ya a chin

 and after this muthafucka i'll come again

 

 yeah and it don't stop

 yeah and it don't quit

 dre dog is in the house

 fuck that muthafuckin bullshit

 

 yeah and it won't stop

 yeah and it don't quit

 dre dog is in the house

 fuck that muthafuckin bullshit

 

 open up the frisco gates of hell

 fillmo, HP, dre, RBL

 and the siccer i come, the more they run

 im in a rage, off that indo and cocaine

 you got my fade nigga that was my chewy

 Fuck ya crew cause ya crew never knew me

 and just like the world turns muthafucka that burns like mase

 when dre dog is in ya face

 so come nigga, but im a come quicker

 finger nails will make ya call me jack the ripper

 and then i'll crack yo back like a flower seed

 punch you in the back of ya head and make ya eyes bleed

 dre dog won't stop

 cause its 187 on a muthafuckin cop

 and ya stripes will get took quick, bust ya damn dick

 by a reckless young black pit

 indo or tai, nigga lets get high

 2 to 3 blunts and watch the red eyes

 plot, watch me plot

 911, 415, coughnut im in a hot spot

 get ya glock, and ya guage your there for me

 and fortay get the rest of OCP

 and all the punks will pound them

 you want to hear this with a beat nigga, buy the fuckin album

 but for now heres a scripture, 

 in the back of the bible you'll see my picture

 ill mannered, RBL, fortay, its a triple team

 and man im ghost and oh yeah sweet dreams