Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown 

Swift wit my hands I don't fuck around 

I'm laying out MC's in a sec 

I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck 

Who can step to me from Compton 

None them rappers 'cause I'm still stomping 

So bail in your best MC's 

Nigga please 

I'll wax you tax you I'll just fax you 

Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you 

You think your rhymes are so fine 

I'm rolling through Compton wit a tech nine 

Eazy, you're sloppy, Dre you know you're played 

Ren, You're cool but your rhymes don't lay 

Against the D-O-G 

The only dope rapper you had was I-C-E 

But you tried to jerk him like a sucker 

That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas 

And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion 

So the shit ain't nutting 

And if you think you can fuck wit the D-O-G 

Ha-ha, step to me 



Step to me... 



Watch me slip (niggaz chant) 

You better have fear 

Somebody should've told ya the Dog is near 

I'm wiping that ass like tissue 

Best believe the Dog's gonna dis you 

Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up 

Now shut the fuck up 

Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down 

You know you can't fuck around wit the Jim Brown 

Running MC's like a quarterback 

Brothers are wack, I want my muthafucking money back 

All those tracks you made 

Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played 

Dis me, why bother 

Stepping to me, you rather step to your father 

Yea, and I'm all that 

And NWA is crazy wack 

Peace to Ice Cube, peace to Ice-T 

DJ Quik, you can suck my dick 

Then want to wax that ass 

And send you back to hardcore class 

And if you think you can fuck wit the D-O-G 

Bring it on, step to me 



Step to me... 



Step to a man wit the clan at hand 

Ina masterplan, shit, Godam 

Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and 

Tim Dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on 

I carry on wit the song, you're right, I'm dog-gone 

Word is born 

I'll compare and dare wit a stare 

Your sayind where, I'm over here 

Rap bull, a guerilla warfare 

Dis my crew, don't you dare 

Girls jock me, crowds clock me 

While rap artists peer's cock block me 

But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me 

Bring it on, step to me 



Step to me...