[Sen Dog]
Bout to mash these ^!$$%z man
Don't come in my backyard mother$#&@er

Hahaha, B-Real and the DOG, mother$#&@er!
Ha! Yeah


Here we go y'all, that's the ^!$$% head dog
Lunatic smokin loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the apparatus

like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it %#@!, and I'ma grab it
Turn around stares to your face and I jab it

Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin a rabbit
Cuttin ^!$$%z up like Muggs on the wheels

for reals, penetentiary steel
Pull heads to bed from the choke of a headlock
Fadin baldheads to perms, even dreadlocks

BWOY, rudebwoy with me style
I can get foul or wild, or just cool for a while


[Chorus: B-Real, Sen Dog]

(Checkmate fool!) Hang em high

Got the live %#@!, bang em whenever you/he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the Hill, I/we take em all
(Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall


[repeat 2X]


[B-Real]
Look look punk, every way you get shook
To the pawn, takin out the rook, off of the book

Lights get tooken, taken you for Satan
You can't breathe, no need to look up and see me
The last hope, when you mellow you call whoever

For the hype %#@!, you call the Hill, put it together
Runnin this game, bringin the same, raw %#@!
Over the hills, through the city we come equipped

to the letter, keepin your temperature down low
What I reveal, the good %#@! to heal all souls
Makin you roll late night, you trippin, my game's tight

To the new %#@! I bring, never the same hype
so PUSH THAT !#@( OFF, get up, don't let off
No matter how much blood you spit up

You could never be, $#&@in with Greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung
We hit hard, breakin your guard, you can't tell

when the bells ring, bustin your shell, the pawn fell

[Chorus]


(Peek-a-Boo, you $#&@ you!)


[Sen Dog]
I'ma freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'ma kill all junk with the suicide clunk

Ain't nobody came my way, talkin bout
the Westside of L.A., so whatever
punk-ass click you claim, you keep bumpin that %#@!

and elevate your frame, cause I want that
big-time, $$#hole, studio gangsta
Worth a lot of %#@!, but that's not the main factor


[B-Real]
My ^!$$% Sen's rollin again, remember when

we rocked shows, battlin foes, the time's been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't hear to win
Like blood pourin out of the pen, the ink stains

Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot flash
got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks
Smack ^!$$%z up, back ^!$$%z up, hack ^!$$%z up

Jack ^!$$%z up, hangin the wack ^!$$%z up
Snowball effect, we rollin the city limits
Crushin the (*##$-ass ^!$$%z with all the gimmicks


[Chorus]

[Sen Dog]
Checkmate fool!