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Correct It's On Now (Chiefs Remix) Lyrics
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57th Street Rogue Dog Villians
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Correct It's On Now (Chiefs Remix)
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Dedicated to DT Hey it's about to be a party up in this piece right now 5 6 about to take over again for Kansas City Red Dog Ville baby we I'll baby It's on now yo It's on now, my villains bout to move the crowd It's on now, we bout to show you bustas how(X2) If you can move the crowd and we bout to show you how It's over like 58 comin from the corner Never pump fake when I'm comin up on ya Runnin wit? and? cuz that blitz is what we chose And There ain't a team that I seen that can hold us Red Dog Villains is the 58 soldiers Defense, never let em move the ball Prevent, proper pass watch me pick em off I can't wait to put my pads on a raider Put my helmet on a hater be the arrowhead gladiator Change the play watch me rush around the corner Got the spirit I'm determined got the fans on my shouldas I'm never phased when them horses try to bootleg Just get the sack for mr hunt and paint the roof red It's on now you in the red zone clown Forget a first down you better not even think about a touch down Kansas city chiefs comin at you to get at you(yeah) We'll ride you like grey hound passengers We attack the quarterback for multiple sacks Shut down ya runnin back pick it off and run it back Our defensive line is so quick with the blitz It's like the return of derrick thomas and neil smith( yeah) Red dog villains touchdown 3 and out make em punt uhhh When I catch that flea flick It's on now, my villains bout to move the crowd It's on now, we bout to show you bustas how(X2) Yall got this defense dug in the trenches Fourth and inches Light em up clear them benches Stick them bitches Let em know that they can't move the chains Make it rain hermans villains here to bring the pain You feel me man We gon show em how we used to do it Nickle stunts double teams Derricks blowin thru it nothin to it Dogs huntin and we out for sacks Ya quarterback see the whole game from his back We run it back When he slip and hit my quarterback
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