[Verse]I dont think you gonna make itYour neck in my teethAnd you finna end up facelessYour head in my sinkCurb stomping in my AsicsBarking we all know you basicBut this rifle leave you wastedNow I'm coming so you better run awayIf I'm hunting then that means you are my preyTry to kill me if you wantI'll just find you from the graveSo just be a good boyThought I told you to behaveWell I guess I'm in the dog pound[Chorus]Dog poundWell I guess I'm in the dog poundWell I guess I'm in the dog poundWell I guess I'm in the dog poundYou might get put down 'cause we really in the dog pound
