"Ganton's Most Wanted" - F-Dog

Ryder Talkin':Shieee...*puff puff*...Aint no mo'fuckin dogzz...Em' Doggy Dogz....Aint no B-Dogz..*coughs*...No mo'fuckin Madd Doggz...*Puff puff*...Its juss' F-Dogz bustah!....

[Verse 1.]
Wake up in teh mornin' quickly drink teh bottle of wine
Put on my pants,cock the Nine so I can bounce outside fine
Already on a lookout if someone crossed teh line
On teh streets of da' mo'fuckin Ganton that's mine
Shiet got meh nervous so I bounce to da' liquor store
Outta' mo'fuckin wine but I need sum' more
Quickly bacc' to teh mo'fuckin crib and grab sum' weed
I'm already loaded as fucc' and that only thing I need
So I can watch ya' homies blead couse of Rydaz mo'fuckin seed

[Chorus]
It aint no Dogz,Doggy Dogz an' them fuckin' Madd Doggz
Couse its only F-Dogz that make ya' jump like sum' frogz
Creepin' tru' da' Ganton fog'z takin' cash outta' your sockz

[Verse 2.]
Ohh dog dayuum now I'm broke as fuck!
Gots to go out an' wish meh a good luck
But foo'z alwayz duck when I come and knock
Straight on your block,Puttin' ya' tru' teh shock
Wit' da' stolen Glock but anyway ya' already kno' my talk
An' hea' we go already scout a foo' slippin' fo'sho
Now listen hoe' give up teh money or your brains go blow
Ya' get punked da' fucc' out and Ganton sign is wut' I show
Then grab your cash maybe evin stash,ya' see nuthin' but a flash
An' If your homies try to help ya' I juss' smash
Then your body finishes in teh dumbster full of trash

[Chorus]
It aint no Dogz,Doggy Dogz an' them fuckin' Madd Doggz
Couse its only F-Dogz that make ya' jump like sum' frogz
Creepin' tru' da' Ganton fog'z takin' cash outta' your sockz

[Verse 3.]
Now I cought wit's mine its time to roll back
Unda' my pants weed sack an' pocket's full of crack
Sum' money on teh dashboard and I'm thinkin' "Dayum you's a wack"
Got punked by Rydah in black chu' kno' that I aint bullshitin' on teh track
When I'm back on teh set I quickly hide my gat
An' hope it that will not be stolen by sum' fat lil' rat
Now I aint got nuthin' else to do but to get wasted
Smokin' on teh blunt that ya' will neva' tasted
An' when I lay bacc' in the couch I'm thinkin' bout da' rest
How many foo'z did I jacked in teh past?,How can I be so fast?
I gues cosue I'm a F-Dog frum' Ganton and I aint teh last
So I dont give a fucc' if I popped your bro' in teh chest...anyway I aint commin' from da' West
Couse real F-Dogs are commin' from da' East cleanin' yah bustaz outta' map
Wit' cocked up strap like I already said but dont be mad Its everyday thang to peel a cap

/me turns the radio on,as he notices the song.
/me listens to the song carefully,shaking his head.
/do song finishes.
WeaZZZel:Dayum,dope rhymez mawfucah..

/me turns on radio