Released on March 23, 2004

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[Chorus x2]

My game so strong, I can't go wrong

My dough so long, baby why prolong

Baby we get high, Baby we get dough

Baby we can party all night till death come


[Verse 1: B-Real]

We been in the game for a long time

Yes, we're battle tested

With the time and the emotion, and the money invested

And if you think hard

No one elses game is tighter

Check the network, up in ya fucking service provider

I brought you thug shit, taught you drug shit

Got you bugged shit

Tell me what we haven't done

We run you through course son

Leave you understanding what the street life is

But you haters never understand so eat my dick

You better get on your concentration if you ready to roll on me

And good bitches if you wanna unload on me

'Cause if you miss, you won't get that far

I'll have you jumping fences

And running down the street like a track star

I'm at the finish line, it's essential

We so influential

We'll strip you of your street credential

Game recognize, game we all about

Think you can diminish mine

Look homie I got a career


[Chorus x2]


[Verse 2: Sen Dog]

They call me 'Dog', homie

Look, I don't sell woof tickets

I got my fingers on the trigger and I'm ready to click it

I never back down, there's nothing you can do to me, nigga

Who the fuck are you? Your face is really new to me, nigga

You wanna run with the Dog? Try paying your dues, homes

Bum nigga yelling every time that I use chrome

So many niggas, ain't none of them blast, the bright lights

In the 'Woods be stunning their ass

I took a chance to advance in my life, believe it

It takes a stand to be a man, plus the gang conceited

Fools trying to be hard, they only act the role

You little sorry ass bitches, I'll smack you hoes

Try to fool people, make 'em think you something you're not

I'm exposing all you bitches by provoking the crowd

Raw dogging, dying for some action, drama

Your bitch shocked out, bullets through your plastic armour


[Chorus x2]