[Intro: Short Nitty]
Hog stylin', hog stylin'
Hog stylin', hog stylin', hog stylin'
This one's for the hoes, this one's for the rogues
This one's for the shows, this one's for the ghettos
This one's for the rogues, this one's for the shows
This one's for the rogues, this one's for the ghettos

[Verse 1: Big Scoob, Short Nitty]
Hog stylin', paper chasin', tryna reach the nation
But I'm facin' immigrations me and my mans know [?]
RDV's, overseas, making cheese, no more keys
Be on my knees, please, down to brawl, plus we hall
All of y'all, bob your head to this
Bitches dance to this
N***as we can ride to this
All of us get high to this
[?] B-U-D's, L-I-T's [?]
On a mission to pick up Nitty
Call me Nitty the never endin', relentless I'm in this
[?] my mission, all my villains [?] vengeance
Swear to God I rhyme for Midwestside 'til I die
[?] my battlecry is all for H-I
Only 156 pounds, hog stylin'
Yellin' out [?], on albums
Call it a metamorphosis it's more than [?] studio
I swore to this, go to war for this, the whole world is soon to know
Hit me and Scoob at [?], changed, what was rappin'
To a hustle for my villains, in this game I'm attackin'
So Dave, bring the track in, with a ghetto instrumental
With a little n***a named Nitty off in the middle
[?]
[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Get high to this, bitches you can dance to this
Villains count your skrill to this, n***as keep it real with us
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches shake your thighs to this
Villains throw your signs to this, we all can get high to this
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches you can dance to this
Villains count your skrill to this, n***as keep it real with us
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches shake your thighs to this
Villains throw your signs to this, we all can get high to this

[Verse 2: Big Scoob, Short Nitty]
Jumps in the bucket we rollin'
Gives a fuck if it's stolen
N***as wannabe rogues, n***as wanna be soldiers
Me and Don strapped with Glocks, and I'm missin' this cash
If they squats like it's hot, tell them "fill up the bag"
Now we smash and we laugh, as we countin' that cash
Stopped at [?], now we walkin' to the pad
Remember posted on they jog, gettin' high 'til the sunrise
Shootin' dice, fightin' hard, times when the gun flies
Choosin' not to smile, 'cause it's wild in these gutters
Officer Miles started tryin' to cuff us
I'm dodgin' coppers
It's the 56 villains suited and booted now
Hit up my villains if they happen to shoot me now
Johnny Davis gave us the reason for [?] Midwest
[?] 'til my life's taken
Puttin' down licks, and that's a thing of the past
I'm the biggest n***a on the block that's known for havin' cash
Since Diamond came and got me, help me put my hustle down
Kanses City is our's, n***as run the whole town
Fuckin' bitches, hittin' switches, pourin' liquor with my n***as
20 bricks in every shipment, 50 G's on our equipment
Hit the industry, screamin' Fifty-seventh Street"
Every song we bring the heat, make you leave your disk on repeat
[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Ride to this, bitches you can dance to this
Villains count your skrill to this, n***as keep it real with us
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches shake your thighs to this
Villains throw your signs to this, we all can get high to this
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches you can dance to this
Villains count your skrill to this, n***as keep it real with us
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches shake your thighs to this
Villains throw your signs to this, we all can get high to this

[Verse 3: Bakarii]
Smokin' weed on the regular, handle business agressive
Steadily clockin' these riches, with my hand on my weapon
Fuckin' feed 'em with power, yell out war for this
Told you it was more to this, [?] to the liquor store to this
Pass me the bottle, to the head is where I take it
Thinking about my soldiers, tryna catch them n***as naked
Fake it n***a, never, too cleaver, I'd rather sever a dome
Cheddar chaser, master blaster, in my hustlin' zone
Nitty, Bakarii and Scoob, make 'em dance to this
Bosses take a chance to this, bitches fuck your hand to this
City of the scandalous, found you couldn't handle us
Runnin' up on them bandits and villains, we smoke like cannabis
Smash into the pad, makin' good on that come up
[?] incognito, put the dot on the gun I'm lethal
[Chorus: Big Scoob, Tech N9ne]
Makin' 'em dance to this, n***as we can ride to this
Villains count your skrill to this, n***as keep it real with us
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches shake your thighs to this
Villains throw your signs to this, we all can get high to this
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches you can dance to this (Yeah)
Villains count your skrill to this, n***as keep it real with us
(N***as [?] check it out foo')
Soldiers we can ride to this, bitches shake your thighs to this
Villains throw your signs to this, we all can get high to this

[Outro: Tech N9ne, Short Nitty]
Wanna know who we be?
Starts with R-O-G-U-E
D-O-G's makin' villains means trouble
Never stoppin' nothin' gonna hustle' 'til we bubble
Rogue Dog Villain shit, n***a
I thought I told ya
And that shit's beautiful, baby
We 'bout to fuck 'em
Tech N9ne, bitch
This one's for the hoes, this one's for the rogues
This one's for the shows, this one's for the ghettos
This one's for the hoes, this one's for the rogues
This one's for the show, this one's for the ghettos
Hog stylin', hog stylin', hog stylin', hog stylin'
Hog style, hog style, hog stylin'
(Hoes, ghettos)