Yeah what you need?    Yeah let me get a large order of fries and ugh   No fries   Excuse me?    No fries man   Oh, well bust be out then   All right then give me a large double slam and...   Nope   What?    Can't do it   Why not?    No meat?    No meat   Man, damn... all right then, I'll take a salad then   Better grow yourself one   What's that?    We ain't got no damn salad man   Ah, well then what the hell do you have?    We got the dogbeats   Oh yeah the dogbeats huh?    Yup all right, then I'll take an order of that to go then      Inner city posse's got the dogbeats   Icp we got the dogbeats   No you don't stop with the funk from the old days   Start on your head as the beat plays   Yo, the icp has got the dogbeats   Inner city posse and were playin for keeps   And I know you likin' this funk   'cause I can hear my voice commin out the trunk   Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker   You leavin untended I'm a take the mutha 2 to the d to the o-p-e   Hittin 03 with the icp   I like bass, treble, and the temp stuff   Throw kick it in the back of a seventies bus   With that 40-o or that straw bull   Shootin' craps in the back of the liquor store   And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that   You out joe? no, I'm too dope for that   Rollin and I'm headin for the clark park   Just finished shootin 8 with the dark shark   Seen the freak with the bright white tank top   Keep rollin 'cause I know I'll see my bank drop   Homeboy if you wanna keep your riches   Stay the hell away from them more money   From the truck to the bukers to the jeeps   The icp has got the dogbeats   Bow-wow-wow   Yipy-yo   Yipy-yeah   Bow-wow-wow   Yipy-yo   Yipy-yeah (4x)   Street lights glearin off the windshield   Mear coke crackers on the general wheel   6 pack in the back and I'm dosin   Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand   2 dope gotta keep his own style   Home made kicken box 4 tendance   Posse p make the whole car hop   When we let the bass drop   Inner city posse's got the bad rep   Like my man on the cruches took a big step   And I can't stand the neighborhood menace   So I swell his chin like rocky denise   Bass in the car somethin stacks   I now hear me roamin them pontiacs   Everyone's brittle when the bass rocks   So I got a little somethin in the glovebox   Long black hair with the white rag   40 cent faygo in a brown bag   Jump steady, rude boy, and nate the mack   Chillen by my side 'cause my posse's stacked   I know I'm gettin famous just think for a minute   Stole the car radio and my tape was in it   Sounds bringin life to the streets   The icp got the dogbeats   Bow-wow-wow   Yipy-yo   Yipy-yeah   Bow-wow-wow   Yipy-yo   Yipy-yeah (4x)   Inner city posse got the dogbeats (hit it)(3x)   Is in the house   Waitin at the light as my bass thumps   And I'm gettin jocked by these local chumps   They point, they wave, they stare, they look   I been jocked so hard I could write a book   Violent j down with the pimp daddy's (3x)   Smooth plush rides in the velvet caddie's   All the way live down jefferson   Inner city posse's got the best of them   When the tape and your system meet   Icp has got the dogbeats   Bow-wow-wow   Yipy-yo   Yipy-yeah   Bow-wow-wow   Yipy-yo   Yipy-yeah (4x)   Inner city posse got the dogbeats   Icp we got the   Dogbeats (4x)