I'm not kidding when I say that I wrote this shit about the meanest canine motherfucker this side of the mason-dixie line.

Lyrics:

You'd better not fuck with this vicious little dog
In the white people ghetto, his bark is the law
Small as a cat but built like a tank
He growled his way into the canine ranks

Champ Hendrix, Chihuahua Guardian
Of the white ghetto
He'll snap on your ass if ya get too close
And tear your throat out if you try to threaten one of his bros

This little bastard dog has his own little stash
Of guns and ammo and drugs and cash
He'll skip town with the first bitch in heat he can catch
And return just in time to play FUCK YOU MAN I DON'T FETCH

Champ Hendrix, Chihuahua Guardian
Of the white ghetto
He'll snap on your ass if ya get too close
And tear your throat out if you try to threaten one of his bros