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Now... who got the beat that makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that ya thump? Well, I got the funk that makes ya bump So we gon funk this motherfucker right on up Well here's a toast to the boogie while I step on in So put your lighters in the air and let the smoke kick in I got the motion, the potion and once ?? hit the groove everything is in motion We coastin through the neighborhood and lookin around And all of my homies on lock down, we keep it underground Man, I done foudn the only way to put mine down is to dip, skip with the homies from the Dogg Pound Sup, Bow-Wow, how my nigga feelin? Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a pocket full of millions Like Sicilians, we do it mafioso Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo I do it by my lonely cause I'm true to the code Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I really know Who started with me, who departed with me Through thick and thin we heartless-ass G's Regardless, let's see with biphocles, let's try the locals And y'all wonder why they despise my vocals I fooled you like crystals, rap spittin like lips do When I dismiss you, me and my click, fool Chorus: May I (may... I), may I funk with you? (repeat x4) To be a high rolla, you need a pistola And about a half a key of some Coca Cola Now that I got older, I got a little colder And I don't trip to get a chip off my nigga's shoulder Million dreams of a gangsta, being like Cagney A bowlie for Snoop Doggy Ain't no follow-up, man, I'm a general, so when I put it down I gots to be so orignal I'm quick to bust, just like Daz Dillinger But that's the little homie, I'm the big homie, Snoop Don Corleone Spit three words up in lightning As long as I'm bouncin with this I know you like it Fo' sho tho, you can't take my fo-do' I'm layin around in the DPG in a grey photo Get pushed around downtown in the back of a car The Double R from the Durwood store Chorus Well in verse three, the worst see? After part two, know when I stop the clock there be a heart, too And just the two of us, gonna show you how we do, I thought you knew we bust I demolish, stay polished, no time to rust No dividing, multiplying cause it's never too much, like Luthor Cause ya see ain't no loser that can get the scoop on the supa-dupa Snoop I refuse the tactics, you ain't used to drastics I choose to mash like Land Cruisers You know I isn't the bomb digga-dee, bomb-beeze They can't get with the D-O double G You no MC slash master of ceramonies Runnin thangs, pullin strings callin Snoop pesky Lesson, blessin', stressin' manifest me Don't wanna test me, I'm guaranteed to let it rest, see? Chorus x3 May I? |
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| 2. |
| 4:53 |
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Intro:
G shit, LBC shit, remember how it used to be? Mmm, you remember so much No we didn't, see if you can remember this shit 1982 now what was I to do All I wanna do ic claim RTC Cuz all of my homies from ICG So we gon do this thang for tha LBC Cuz we all one love and yeah this tha dub On my eleven gettin slicker Buyin liquor from a non-liquor store Quick to dick a hoe and get tha big homie for a 64 He ain't gon miss it though Cuz I'm too slick for him to notice it was gone But I fucked up and scraped his chrome Now he's tryin to take my dome Hangin out all in front of my home Now I got to getsome of my chrome on my own Now it's really on Cuz I'm a dome this nigga and get him for his shit Put tha switches on his riches Now his bitch is my bitch Ain't that a trip how I'm a crip But I won't hesitate to test another rip See thats the plan I was brainwashed not to know But nigga fuck what you goin through this 2-0 And by tha time I'm 17 if I ain't in tha pin I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin again Ridin, hoo-bangin like Mack 10 Back on tha streets again and strapped in I'm lookin for tha niggas wit tha wrong fingas up Nigga I don't give a fuck, nigga I don't give a fuck em Straight bang, bang, bang, bangin, bangin Chorus: Shoot em up, shoot em up bang bang It's all fair in tha gang bang x2 I feel like livin it up I mean will like livin it up, you know Bang to tha boogie and boogie to tha bang Tha sound of mi nina when she feel tha need to sang I got a gang of bitches who ride for me now Not to mention tha homeboys locked down in tha p now See now tha road get shaky but you can't break Watch out for them hoodrats, snakes Cus E told me a little story that left me kinda hurt The lil homie did too much dirt and got worked Now he's on the run and dyin of thirst Stayin at his girls spot on 21st And when he gets snitched on that ain't tha worst Cuz he might not make it to tha last verse But meanwhile back in tha p now Me and my niggas is representin LBC style Straight hoo-bangin and slangin cigarettes I shank ya baby brotha just to get a rep We straight bangin *Chorus x4 This is Dogg Pound for life This is Dogg Pound for life, yeah right What you join tha game for you lil busta Now you wanna cross us out and disrespect us Musta thought we was bustas or sumthin I drop two niggas I don't need you niggas Thats tha one thang I learned about tha gang bang If you gon gang bang Ya gots to be able to bang like yourself man So whether you bangin for crip or blood You better bang for sumthin young thug Cuz you'll get banged on not by bangas But by Johnny Law cuz they love to hang us I hear ya I ride wit ya dogg if you can get me to tha border My baby mama flipped out and dipped out wit my daughter I oughta trip on that bitch I oughta flip on that bitch I can't trip cuz she look like my daughter and shit So I'm a load up my clip and go ridin high And every police car that I see ridin by I autograph their car wit my brand new lid Drinkin to tha set and hope my dogg young have head Throwin up DPG for L-I-F-E cuz thats all I see Wit love for the LB chorus (w/ Snoop) |
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| 3. |
| 4:22 |
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Chorus: You remind me of somebody I used to know, I used to know Snoop ***talkin w/ chorus*** Ya'll ain't even gonna believe this shit man Remember that bitch I had That little light skined bitch Yea this bitch was a trip You know how she loved to sucked a niggas dick Every once in a while this bitch got to the point to Where she thought she was gonna be getting Some here and there I told her I wasnt tryin to have that and the bitch wipped out So check this out Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at home, layin low Everything is everything watin on my hoe I know its hard to imagne yet a nigga on my status Had a night like tonight look here I'm glad Came to an end My girlfriend slid into the bedroom with a women Come in, is what she said closed the door and jumped in the bed Baby would of gave a nigga head insted of flippin and trippin I run along with the PG, hm and that's on DP I mean what could I say, what could I do Anything I say and do is a catch 22 and I knew I had a clue Of some type of suspion Tuesday night when I see you up a peanuts fishin' I wasnt really trippin At first I wasn't gonna go dippin Then I said dame look at all these bitches I went inside couldnt believe my eyes Snatch up four fly bitches, time to ride Tell by the earl pull the Bently in front Hit me with a G thang, fuck a blunt Ridin at the highway, thangs going my way Tell the bitches that be goin to my place Fellin like Teddy Pendagrass on the freeway Get my dicked knocked off, in a G way Yea they know the program its a set and lovin each other and lovin my dick It's a trip but I don't see nothin wrong with it So you could work your thang would you Snoop and I'm sip this drank, thank and recoop Cuz when you close the bar down you know what {you know what} Baby you a star know Hook 2X: Snoop w/ chorus I can't fuck no head doctor I don't give a fuck even if the bitch is proper She might be cute, she might be thick but she will get G'd if she don't suck dick Verse Two: Swoop G Man I wanted the fly When it come to what these women say You know I'm the coldest Cuz I spit that shit you niggas thank Like proper, pimpin', prevence for preformances I have the baddest bitch go get my grip Go walk the strips, her ten toes touch the payment for mine You know the time, cuz when it's time to make the payment of mine My bitch grind, make that G's stack come back and gimme that All of that proper amount yea, my full count and know she wants to have sex with me I told her please sell my piece make my portion a fee and I'm put you in position for victory As long as you follow directions carefully So I flossed her a month, nephew you know whats up I keep a bad broad servin that raw and uncut So I send her up in peanuts for the trickin She ran in this nigga and some bitches Who talkin bout he gone pay in a real way No more be said, break off the big heads and you can get that, hit that, and spit that Boss up muthafucka and you can pimp that Hook: Swoop G w/ chorus I can't fuck no head doctor I don't give a fuck even if the bitch is proper She might look cute, she might be thick but she fuck with Swoop The bitch gon get pimped I can't fuck no head doctor I don't give a fuck even if the bitch is proper She mignt look cute, she might be thick but she fuck with Swoop So you know she gettin' pimped **Snoop & {Swoop} talkin** Hook 2X: Snoop w/ chorus I can't fuck no head doctor I don't give a fuck even if the bitch is proper She might be cute, she might be thick but she will get G'd if she don't suck dick |
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| 4. |
| 5:48 |
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(Chorus:3X)
Cuz were all a little strong In the beach where the papers long but as for me I only G when I'm buss'n rocks Now when I wake up in the morining and I get up out my bed I fell good, oh yes I do Cause I still can give it up for you {What up cuz} (Chorus) Cuz where all a little strong In the beach where the papers long but as for me I only G when I'm buss'n rocks {Dogg Pound} Cuz were all a little strong In the beach where the papers long but as for me I only G when I'm Buss'n rocks {So take that} (Verse One:) You know you gotta have heart I told you niggas from the start If I'm still in it I'm in it for life Always stay down and keep my muthafucking game tight Cuz ever since elementary or was it pre school cool I was a muthafuckin fool I had to have papers it was routine A young nigga on a mission for them collard greens I shake niggas, break niggas, make niggas , shank theyselves For fuckin with my wealth and it'll catch on Cuz if it don't it's on and cuz I ain't even slippin when I'm all alone Sittin back laughin' in the chronic zone Clown me ya gone Surround me it's on and it's the same old song Niggas paper so long They call him Snoop Capone So if you want me, get me , got me Should of had shot him but now they call me Snoop Gotti and that's all I LBC betta yet That's all I DPGC (Chorus:2X Hook w/ chorus) Yea Eastside Yea Westside Yea Eastside, for life (Verse Two) I'm slappin bones Tryin to get some bones With some dogg pound gangstas in front of my home Bigg 6, bigg 5 3's with ya bitch My girls in the kitchen cookin up some fish I'm blastin at this nigga that was trippin Knuckle head nigga, thought I was slippin but I wasn't slippin I was on deck I blast his ass peck peck know his shirts wet Dead gone lights out With no remorse, I had to take him out I'm laughin at this shit cause it was funny Fuckin with the dogg I take your life and your money and now I dip too my spot and set up shop with yo rocks and bet nobody speak on the 8-7 Cuz still all dogg go to heaven From my hood to your hood Game reconize it's all to the good So heres a toast to the indo Doing it like it's the thang to do I thought you knew (Chorus: 2X Hook w/ chorus) Eastside, westside Yea Eastside for life (Chorus:2X) (Verse Three) Freestylin C-stylin Snoop and Pooh comin through fixin to take you to the island Where the bitches and the bud come free and everybody listen to the D-O double G Hoes on my dick, niggas on my nuts People be lovin me because I drop cuts That makes sense and make big money See Snoop is that nigga who don't half to play funny but I got yo honey up under my wing Cuz she like that song that the bow wow sing I'll put her in a cling I won't buy her a ring but I'll put her on a hoe stroll make me and even if she never saw me befo Theres just no way that she can tell me no You know my game unbelievable baby and it's strong enough to make your grandmama pay me **Snoop talking** You know what I'm sayin Is this the question that you have to ask Only the strong survive but you gotta ask the question See why the survivors Eastsidaz yea (Chorus:4X Hook 2X w chorus) Yea Eastside Westside Yea Eastside for life **Snoop talkin** DPGC West coast Gangsta shit DJ Pooh That nigga Snoop Dogg DPGC yea Old school to the new school West coast rules fool You betta ask sombody DPGC ya Yea (Chorus to fade) |
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| 5. |
| 5:06 |
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[Snoop Dogg]
Southern hospitality Yea (This that south shit boy) Y'all know how we do this (shit) What up fool This for all my boys in Mississippi Magnolia, McConnell (fightin south you know) This for all my boys in Tennessee (tell 'em) Holler at ya boy when I get there (MJG and Eightball) All my playas in Houston Atlanta GA (Georgia boys, in the hou-) (We'll say sup to that New Orleans clique out there) [Snoop Dogg] It's a Sunday a fun day, one day Away from Monday, and all day ain't no gunplay And everything is alright outside (why) Cuz ? put his speech down and got all the brothers to ride For one cause, and that's how it is y'all Wise on up to rise on up dawg Each one teach one, let the lesson be taught It ain't my fault your homie Tommy Boy got caught If he was slicker than grease, he woulda been at peace Instead tryna ride while the war was at cease [Daz Dillinger] When me and Snoop was kids we always knew this kid named Tommy His parents died left him with gangit kinds of money But Tommy was a hustler from around the way Stayed on the northside of town, is where he say He payed attention to whatever, they was games so clever If the situation was bad it can only get better He ran around the dope house [Snoop Dogg (Daz)] So he put us up on his scheme He knew that we was riders so he wanted us on his team (Uh, poor Tommy) Getcha money, size team (uh) Getcha money man (He was out to get paid) Getcha money man (Poor Tommy) Getcha money man (Me and Snoop on his team) (Get paid) Gotta have that money man (Getcha money man) Getcha money man (Getcha money man) [Snoop Dogg] Tommy was a rider, big money Tommy had everything, it wasn't funny All the younger G's used to look up to him But there was no way, that the bigger ones could do him They would try him, try him, everytime he was slick But he never would slip, he always had his grip And if he did, he'd get away cuz he was just to fast Homie up Tommy, Tommy, Tommy's out to mash Get it, get it, get it, cuz ya gotta have it And when ya get make sure ya grab it and stab it Maintain it, brain it, the way ya gots to Cuz this is somethin to rock to [Daz] Man, we sacked up dollars and Caddies, Omiscious muggin 'em for him We had to gather up cash - whoever owed it to him The hitman had hit us, niggas runnin shit, and never wantin to quit us, when the machine gun spit Now we really deep in the game, now it's murder and drugs No names involved when that nigga caught a slug Tommy told us forget it, that he's always down wit us The problems of the murder will be aquitted (young nigga) [Snoop Dogg] Now word on the streets is that Machine Gun Tommy, ridin on big ballers for a pasttime hobby So if ya havin money, and ya smoke big weed First thing ya need is a security team And we provide, or should I say we ride for Tommy My compadre, and if he say "spray em", we spray So I suggest, you get with the 'PG, or find yourself layin six feet dizzy [Daz (Snoop Dogg)] We was down with big Tommy (Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man) On the streets doing his thang, gettin paid (Getcha money man.. getcha money man..) (Getcha money man.. getcha money man..) We was down with big Tommy (Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man) Me and Snoop still on his team, big pimps gettin paid We was down with big Tommy (Getcha money man.. getcha money man.. getcha money man) We was down with big Tommy (Getcha money man.. getcha money man..) Check me out now man [Daz] We had money, jewelry and expensive cars Niggas who didn't know us, finally know who we are We was important to the neighborhood like presidents and mass, everytime he do a lick he break us off our proper share A couple of days Tommy was on top of the world Threw a party with the homies, invited gangs of girls [Snoop Dogg] Yeah, it was off the hook ya'know We had everything from Indo to blow (Whhaaatt, you sniff blow?) Oh hell no, I got my whole life ahead of me, no time to be sniffin If Tommy find out, boy he'll be trippin So I stay A-Ok, but anyway Tommy got somethin to say, to say, to say... [Tommy talking] Aye look here mayne, What some people won't do for money Yea I had these two niggas that was on my team Ya'know, down with me like the Grey Tape It's always the niggas that's closest to ya, that be the ones that try to get'cha, ya'knowhaImsayin Shit I heard these ladies the other day say that pimpin was dead I said not in my bed bitch {*echo*} Ah-ha, that's real, I'll put that on my fiz-sound I'm a pimp 'til I die, cuz I represent the big, as well as the small ha-ha Big Timin baby {*echo*} |
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| 6. |
| 5:43 |
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When Doggy Dogg comes
You better answer (repeat 4x) Ahh, used to be a hard kid Rhyme a rhyme and tap this Sippin silver satin while we smoked on the pin head A couch was a nigga bed Mary kept a nigga fed Twenty first a nigga, yeah that's where a nigga live I'm on the GA and fucked the D.A. Why? Cause the railroad the homie easy And just cause the didn't know what (Whasup) I'm on a motherfuckin mission to come up, come up Chorus 1 - I feel like givin it up Weall like livin it up (repeat 2x) 2 - When Doggy Dogg comes You better answer 1 overlaping 2 We are living in a world Where anything can go at anytime And if you ain't up on the game Then I suggest you rearrange Cause change gone come And it ain't waitin on no one They got me plottin from the bottom With the ??? ain't no stopin' And all I want for Christmas is forty city hoppin' Is the to much to ask fo', oh no And I heard through the eastside you spend to get some dough So when you get your funk, go take to the store Take it to daddy rap cause hes a pro-fessional Guaranteed to get your shit up off the flo' Beach city rider you know, fo sho' You see that what flossin' is all about The tightest rider gone turn it out Bouncin, swirving and looking cute Dogg Pound out the moon, Johnny longing for soup Chorus 2x Everybody in my family is nervous and waitin' How can I be patience? Look at what I'm facin' They ain't the ones that gonna be riding to the station So it what it all boils down to just some inspiration Interpretation, the conversation you had with the judge Of all judges budge this And put it in perspective all praises due, true We are living in a world Where anything can go at anytime And if you ain't up on the game Then I suggest you rearrange Cause change gone come And it ain't waitin on no one For all the drama I done went through To get this to ya How do I think I was gone do ya Have you been mislead, since I asked you all to creep with me You coundn't be cause ever since its been DP LB-B.S chronic in my chest Deathrow doggystyle holding down the west With a shot of what gangstas drink And a took off for a choke off, the most kept my G's off a toast And keep LBC singing yall, DP ginging yall We and yall face it all Times living it up Snoop Dogg again and you know I'm just giving it up Chorus 2x When Doggy Dogg comes You better answer (you better answer) (repeat 15x) Fade into backround |
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| 7. |
| 5:17 |
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(Intro)
Do you think it is by accident that everytime a black leader appears on the horizon with any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut down? Malcom, Martin, Leadkur, I want you to arm yourself And I've asked Josh to be your bodyguard All right Dason It might be good for Joshua to seal, like he has somethin' to do So detatched from us, these are only for you (Snoop Dogg) Damn, cool, good, so good, gotta do wrong so cold should... gotta do wrong (Chorus: Snoop Dogg) It seems like I gotta do wrong before they notice me The world is filled with so much jealousy You don't know who to trust cause you might get shot (Snoop Dogg) You might get got, and you might not Make it to see a whole 'nother day, you better watch your hand and watch how you play Cause you don't know how the system might get you twisted if you don't pay attention, and you'll come up missin' I'ma give it to you - live and direct Cause I know, a million niggas doin' bad and they check They game every day but they try to find a way But somehow, some way, there ain't no pay (uh) It's the same game, from my town to your town from L.A. to Chi-Town, Baghdad (that's right) To the rebel we deliver the true game And niggas gettin' upset cause they can't maintain (player haters) Don't get mad cause I was blessed with a gift To give you people what you need and no more deep shit (that's right) Lit up, get up, sit up, I write it Then I, put you all in the mood, you invited So come on down and party with the pound (come on) You ain't never heard a nigga come around and put it down Just like the Soopa-Doopa, with no Woopers Guranteed to comin' through the party, see you visual cooper Take her to my criz-zay, what you dizzy-in' I ain't gonna discuss this, no more about to bust it And when I do it, I'm gonna touch it, no discussion It's Snoop Dogg, I got some languages aimin' for the Russians and the overseas g's, please Let me get you one of these with another ill beat (number two) I gots to do ya, like ya never been done It's Snoop Dogg representin' Funk-2-1 I'm about the gee-ist of 'em all Can you name a rapper who can fade the dog - hell nah And if you can - you're lyin' to yourself And if you lyin', you're dryin' with your cover And if you dyin, you fuckin' with your death I'm Snoop Dogg and I'm the top rapper, at the top of the shelf I leave these suckers in amazement, dazement And Death Row is still the label that pays me (Chorus: Snoop Dogg) Seems like I gotta do wrong before they notice me This world is filled with so much jealousy I don't know who to trust cause if I trust hey I might, end up shot (end up shot, hmm) (Snoop Dogg) I turn to the left and I turn to the right I see some motherfuckers 'bout to have a fight (whassup, whasssup?) What should I do? (should I do) Should I watch, uh? Or should I jump in? Or should I come with the glock? I knocks on the door, plus "Oh No" I gots to avoid the drama and take the slow-mo type of approach - I'm the team and the coach I hooks a left turn - no burn, for your concern, you gots to learn Cause Snoop is on the mic and I'ma give you what you earned And if you get it, watch me spit it I'm commited to do it and I'm a still aquitted Never ever did it, or forget it This guranteed to keep the party hittin' And I'ma give you people what you need And I'ma smoke up on just like a bag of weed And if you into the mixture and into the rapture Just sit back and listen cause Snoop Dogg's about to catch ya Snatch ya and adapt ya with the shit that I got (hmm-hmm) I'm guranteed to rock the party non-stop (that's right) You ain't never heard a rapper who can flip this script Guranteed to make the hoe's go ahead and get whipped And when they stop rockin' - they won't But if you fake the funk (youse a punk), then youse a punk (haha) You gots to keep it real with yourself baby boy (boy) Cause if you don't then you ain't labelled "The Real McCoy" I'm Snoop Dogg, yes I'm true indeed I'm guranteed to light it up and ride it up and side it up I'm guarnteed to, do my thing Everybody in the party if ya down to bang - sing What'cha wanna do, what ya gots to Cause this is somethin' to rock you (Chorus: Snoop Dogg) Seems like I gotta do wrong before they notice me This world is filled with so much jealousy I don't know who to trust cause if I trust either I might, end up shot or (end up shot, hmm) Seems like, (seems like), seems like, (seems like) I gotta do wrong Seems like, (seems like, uh), I gotta do wrong |
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| 8. |
| 5:23 |
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[Kurupt]
Now this side gangsta walk (say what?) And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?) [Breakdown: Kurupt] Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em what we do This is what we do nigga - gangsta's talk! Tell 'em one more time - gangsta talk! All the homies in the hood - gangsta talk! [Kurupt] To my nigga Eastwood - gangsta talk! Kurupt and Daz - gangsta talk! Gangsta's ride, uhh, do what gangsta's do Bandanna hangin from the rear view Too smart, know them up, hold 'em up (though) We could go head up, and I'll fold 'em up slow There's a gangsta loose, callin all cars Just left the house in some blue Allstars Passin by on them thang, it's a brown MC Niggaz goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound) Niggaz mad Dogg bumpin a bank account (wood) But I don't recognize the busta So I hit up the hood, wit one hand on the heater The other in the air, Dogg Pound gangsta's yo, we don't care I gots to watch myself - especially my health, before anything else My life, my wealth, I'ma G, and I do what gangsta's do And they do it like me and my G Tray Deee [Snoop Dogg] Bitch talkin shit, huffin a dip Call up my niggaz and say "Yo, don't even trip" DAZ and my nigga Kurupt Came through and a MC scooped me up Aiiyo, I got the ? I usually does Young Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous' Man it's ashame how my gang-gang-bang No disrespect but, hey, we want thangs In the ? lets see what quest ? seas Eightball slippin, Dogg Pound trippin Back in the mo', where we don't give a fuck My baby brother NYA, and just he got stuck By them same motherfuckers who supposed to be killin me Peelin me, and ya niggaz ain't feelin me Bad news, seem to travel fast When you on the mask, and all about'cha cash All my niggaz in the ?, gangsta talk And all my homies sippin Hen', gangsta talk If ya can't get out, and you mad as hell Say "Biatch," that'll make ya sound for real [Daz Dillinger] Haha.. Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody Only gone, Dillinger, Young Gotti Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody Cha-pow! Layin all these wack niggaz down Churned out, blowned out, work high, hell Whattup? I see my niggaz all in the cut Layed back, actin a nut, waitin 'till we 'rupt No remorse, as we bust, let her feel the dust Let 'em do what we gotta do, fuckin shit up Let it be known - Daz Dillinger, rough to the bone And all alone through ya neighborhood at high exhaust High stylin and profilin, niggaz comin after me In actuality they face the technicality Let 'em feel the battle, it was a tragedy Everywhere a nigga die for the salary Pray to God, pray to Lord, watch after me Prepair the back sniff streets mentality It's the gang and we mad and we walk and we stalk and we do what we do after dark Niggaz keep doin what the fuck they gotta do and we do what we do when we mash wit our crew bitch (ssh!) Dillinger, willin ya and killin ya Doin what I gotta do, it's blood that I'm spillin ya (yeah) All over your floor; tell the fat guy "Ignore" Break down your door and let kick ya one more! Gangsta strait out! (bitch) To the flat like that Like whaaat, like this, like whaaat (like this, like that) [Kurupt] Now this is how gangsta's walk And this is how gangsta's talk [Daz] Whattup!? [Breakdown] [Kurupt] The homie Big Style, gangsta talk The homie Tray Deee, gangsta talk Yeah Bad Azz, gangsta talk The homie Technique, gangsta talk Supafly, gangsta talk Kurupt and Daz, gangsta talk All my hoes, gangsta talk All my bitches, gangsta talk All the homies, gangsta talk Tell 'em on more time, gangsta talk Biatch! Gangsta talk.. [Snoop Dogg] Yeah, this is how the gangsta's talk Yeah, yeah, gangsta walk All the real G's out there I know you gettin yo gangsta walk on right now Y'know all the real mack's out there gettin they gangsta talk on right now Yeah, DPG, as you can see We in the place to see We not talkin 'bout history, or biology We just talkin 'bout g-eology Strait up, gangsta walkin We just gangsta talkin DPG - we're gangsta's meant the world go.. |
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| 9. |
| 5:11 |
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[Snoop Dogg]
Uhh.. Sittin in a over crowded tank I'm tryna see which nigga these niggaz plotin to get, uhh Cause if it's me, it's on Loc, the Esse wit the black knights just got stoned And then he fell to the ground Plus, his homie's ain't around so he better get a beat down It's not a jack for his scratch or his shoes It's life in the county and the county gives plenty blues One point for the black guys They rolled him up, swelled and belled and left him with two black guys He still alive so he know what's next Any nigga they catch lookin they gon' put him to rest So I made my best to protect my chest On point all night cause if I sleep I might Not make it in this world of fools I might come up missin if I'm slippin in these County Blues 1 - Niggaz fuck around in they County Blues You might come up missin, if you snooze you lose You confused the fuckin system, when you need I be Why? Cause it's a steady rainology [Snoop Dogg] See the first verse got'cho ass scared But hold up, you gotta take a trip upstairs What are fools always wonderin? Young nigga, welcome (welcome) {*interlude*} [Snoop Dogg] I be "God damn nigga, what'chu gon' do?" Stay down for yo grits cause he who slips, gets, lick and stuck, fucked and all that Boy when you get out you betta not never come back I tell you that'll make a punk hard Put him on a killer row, where the killers kill and disregard Say you don't gang-bang Well why your homie - baby boo callin you by ya gang name? (Sup nigga?) Uhh, later that night, a whole 'nother fight But it's aiight, cause it's a nigga and a white But damn, the Esse's is deep And it look like they strait tryna creep, you peep? Creep like T-L, on the D-L But you fail, tryna tell Dabbity Bell Well, that shit was disrespectful, nigga You ran out on the brotha's That's what'chu got checked for, and deck for Nigga you'se a hoe (you'se a hoe) Uhh, and I'ma let you know (let you know) I mean, niggaz is bitches, when they get behind the wall But I ain't talkin 'bout all y'all Cause I know some niggaz from the C-P-T and some big homie's from the L-B-C and South Central Niggaz y'all know, y'all is the looniest Keep it true and ya County Blues doin this Repeat 1 {*singer's sings until fade*} |
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[Technique]
By dawn's early light I shine brighter than the stars in the night And 'bout ready for a fight Come noon, I've consumed enough juice To cut loose and throw a mic to the moon Since I'm the sun, I'll make you one, it's all for fun I'm torching hot and all the same From playing war games with Saddam Hussein Now who's sane? I'm insane, my membrane's on cold-grown The tempature's rising, to fry the cells in your dome It might be on, and if you think so, you know me It's Tech Caponey, the Doggfather's little homey [Snoop Doggy Dogg] Ain't that somethin', how I got little homeys now? I remember when I was just a little bow-wow Writing for my rep, calling 'fore I step Now I put niggas in the game just to stay on deck High profile, but my style low-pro Top dogg on the Row, Doggystyle C.E.O. And I blow the best indo, that you know of So when I'm in your town, dip down, and show love You know what? What's up? Shit, I'm feeling good now You better come and get me 'fore I fall into a freestyle [Technique] They say, what's a rapper? Well nigga, what's an emcee? If they don't got the skills, then they don't roll with me Ain't that the truth?, I'm bulletproof off the roof I got a mic and a fix, that'll jack you for your tooth I'm out for rep, but how long will it last? I'm coming up quick, cause broke niggas need cash At last, I'm at the top, so I maintain now Gotta bang now, nigga this Doggystyle [Snoop Doggy Dogg] All she ever wanted was a small time, love thang Got my homey caught up in the dope game, coke game He so sprung, on top of that he young He's only thirteen years old, and the world's so cold He never took the time-out to fall down on his knees Until he fucked his G, got some keys, now they's enemies The niggas he grew up with, they put him in the game Now they 'bout to take him out the game Man it's a shame, but you know how that shit go That's life in the fast lane, that's why I roll ?? [Chorus]: Kurupt,(Snoop), <*some singing in the backgound*> I'd rather not get shot I'd rather sit in the studio and rock spots Dogg Pound, Doggystyle, we're one big family, it's all DPG (DPG) I got a G on the best bomb money can buy I ain't out for no homicides, I'm out to survive Dogg Pound, Doggystyle, one big family, it's all DPG (DPG) [Technique] (Niggas) Niggas and hoes will try to get you twisted But I'm unlisted in the books You base your life on that, you might get your life took, BLAOW! Put me in the game, I'm riding hard 'til I win Serve a crew, kill a few niggas, 'til the end I mean, I'm a fiend for superior green And all my life I got advice from a superior team I gotta stay away from the casket Don't get blasted, and tell my kids how I lasted But my crew's mafioso, so my philoso- Phy is to G to the day that I d-i-e <*echoes*> [Snoop Doggy Dogg] Snoop Dogg, smooth and imperial Wake up every morning to my Lucky Charms cerials Time's getting drastic, man I'm a flas it Dogg Pound Gangstas' choking off that boombastic Have you ever heard? I'm loose, shook the feds, like the juice, Snoop Dogg is 121st proof Fool, you's a deuce, Deuce is some Genuine Draft I'm a genuwine, like ??, and all about cash, cash, Cash, I got some free, so indeed I gets the lighter for the hash Has it ever been a time when you didn't have a dime To your name, and the only way to gain is through crime? Sometimes I used to pack, one time I got jacked by some sacs But you know I got mine, you know about the Don Corleone I'm-a survive and thank God for Lil' Spanky B. and Bone [Chorus]: Kurupt,(Snoop), <*some singing in the backgound*> <*singing in the backgound continues until the end*> |
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[Protestor]
Man what the FUCK do you think we're doin here We're FED UP, we're sick of this shit! And the police ain't never gonna get anywhere man Shakin people down, shinin the lights in our eyes Treatin all of us like criminals, cause of where we live And right in front of our kids! [Spokesman] Uh sir do you know where your kids are right now? Oh, oh, oh, shabba-dooba-dee-da-dee Shab-dooba-da-da-dee-dee (Black) Oh, oh, oh, (Part of being black yo) Shabba-dooba-dee-da-dee Shab-dooba-da-da-dee-dee [Snoop Dogg] When I get up, shakin up, breakin up, takin up Tryna get my money on, tryna cake up Tryna stack up, and tryna back up Tryna pack up, I gotsta act up, and get my thang right Cuz you know, it's all part of being black No disrespect to the white, but you know When your black your black You got to do one thing and try an get some get back Uh it's the truth, it's a fact That when your black, everybody on ya back It's true, it's a fact That when your black, everybody tryna take yo stack Now watch out for the rat pack From the black, yo' niggas in the front, yo' niggas in the back Yo' niggas who got stack, and yo' niggas who got 'Lacs Yo' niggas who don't get it, but yo' niggas who pack Now you gotsta have a full game, cuz if you gone be black You gotsta watch out, cuz these niggas want stacks These niggas on a mission and they have to rat pack They don't give a fuck, cuz these niggas is black They being black about the mind, being black about paper But being all about black ain't givin you vapors And try to put you up on game and try to show ya That if you ain't black, you besta get a white lawyer Cuz I'ma tell ya and give ya the game, that being black is like being in the yang Cuz they always gone label you, always gone fable you And always gone point at you when somethin go down And I knew, that it would be me, and not jiz-ou Cuz they know that I roll, with the biggest black criz-ew And we all about gettin green but when your black tryin to get green, it's hectic, know what I'm mean? Cuz they always gonna, stop ya - drop ya - pop ya - mop ya And then they gonna sweep ya, up under the rug No more gangbangin, no more hidin out thug I'm tellin you the real, you better feel what I feel Cuz these niggas on a mission, a mission to kill And they ain't askin nobody and that's a fact You better watch out if your black [Male singer] We all people So tell me what we do to get cheated the same Oooooohhh Beware people Better watch your back and step up your game Beware, beware We all people Tell me when we gonna get cheated the same [Snoop over chorus] Uh, it's true that when your black, they out for ya stack Gotta watch ya back, cuz niggas is niggas, and that's part of being black You gotta keep ya eyes on ya stack These niggas gone getcha black, uh it's real It's a fact, cuz ya gotta watch yourself when your kinda black Be real, watch ya back, cuz if you don't these niggas gone getcha black [Snoop Dogg] Now you wonder why I put so much pressure on my brothers But niggas is niggas, and I can't put it no other - Way, just play and say what you wanna say Niggas is the same all throughout the USA I been around the world, and I came on back home And niggas is the same, they always try to get ya boy They like dogs, squabblin, tryin to get yours But if you ain't gone open it, they knock down the doors They gone take what they get, gonna get what they take And if you gone be fake, check that shit from the gate If you afraid of the dark, then stay out the alley They got blacks being blacks way out in the valley I used to be afraid, like to be shook up Cuz niggas like you always leave the game hooked up Tryna get yours, but you gone get it too fast Cuz I'ma tell ya, watch them niggas, cuz them black ass niggas on the move in the mash boy And niggas don't care cuz they out for cash and they know If they catch you slippin, they gettin you and gettin away Its part of the pay, its part of the day, they do it they way And if you black it goes on like ev-er-y-day I don't know black on black, black for black But blacks take off on blacks Blacks need to realize and wake up And see we all one color, all one game You my sister, you my brother So you my daddy, or you my mother I don't know but I know we all realated And if we stay down there's no way that they can fade it But that's just a game peice from me to y'all But if black on black gone continue to brawl Then black gone fall, then black knah Y'all better wake up and check out the black Dogg [Male singer] So Snoop Dogg speak the real It don't even make a difference if it got matching sho'real [Snoop Dogg] Uh, its like that, then your black, they out for ya stack And its a fact, when your black, ya can't come back Cuz if ya go to the hood, they watchin you They will lurk in you, they gonna get you Cuz your not payin attention, you led a nigga too much, but that nigga straight snitchin [Chorus - Male singer] We all people So tell me what we do to get cheated the same Oooooohhh Beware people Better watch your back and step up your game Beware, beware We all people Tell me when we gonna get cheated the same Beware people Better watch your back and step up your game [Snoop Dogg over chorus] Black, like that y'all, Uh too black ya'll, black It's like that ya'll Yea I'm too black ya'll It's like that y'all Haha too black y'all Yea it's like that y'all Uh it's too black y'all Yea it's like that y'all Yea it's too black y'all Yea it's like that y'all Uh, I'm too black y'all |
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Snoop Dogg)
I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin thinner My nigga Spanky-Loc was playin basketball And my niggas in the backyard, y'all about to squab my Doggz Dirty Red gets CREAM, it's a good scheme But you know it's all a part of the Corleone team I squabble...Friday cos that's what I do Dogg Pound for life nigga, uhh thought you knew But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin nigga, my Doggz scrap They get down for theirs, bring em right to the back Hit the gate don't wait and ask the homey Nate He gotta pit named Tiny mobbin behind him Now they've got Michael Corleone Oh, Kurupt he got Lonely the psycho assassin He likes to smash on, uhh And ain't no need to reach for heat cos you can't get your blast on Doggz we keep em, busters we sweep em And when it's time all my Doggz'll bite your momma We leave you niggas on stuck in paws And I'ma dedicate this one to my Doggz Remember that pit, the one I had named Petey Uhh, she got killed so I didn't need him Uhh, it's like that, what about Sweetie? He got killed too (damn) so I didn't need him It's a cold thang but it's a cold game But when you wit a Corleone name it's a cold thang Cold name, cold game ya got ta get down Cuz if you don't then you can't represent the Pound Now it's like a sport And if I get caught I'm right back in court So I gots ta keep it on the DL and don't yeezell But you know I gots tha pitbulls for seezell So if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick Cuzz I'ma be on the lookout for the sell-to-dem pigs Ask my little homey Technique I 'came Scarface, Corleone killers, baby boy OG The homey Tray Deee I give him rock seat But the rest of the pits they rollin wit me We're layin low in the cut, holstered up in Chino Scrappy-Du and the crew called the Gambinos Ma bark and she'll spark up some shit real quick Just last week y'know what? She bit the shit out of me Man this bitch is a trick, I had to get cold feet To get the bitch up off me And I can't tame her and I can't blame her That's why I had to name her the top Dogg gamer Man, it's a shame-uh nigga got love for y'all But I got more love for my motherfuckin Doggz It's just.... (Chorus) Me & my Doggz (sick em), me & my Doggz (sick em) (Beware, beware) Me & my Doggz (Snoop Dogg) Now when it comes to my Doggz they stay fly like geese But as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm soopafly like Priest I unleash my Doggz then I tilt my brim I'm bout to trip off Locko cos he go taken my swim I think cos my CREAMy low, get back to the pound He gon' be itchin like hell to put the bite on the clown And when you look with the frown he gon' get like 1-2 And ain't a damn thang that your ass can do I think it's cos he lost his big homey Don Killer see Who ran the whole yard and gangbanged OP And leave your ass red and yeah half-Dead He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for pants leg Don't beg you're dead, and don't dare show fear Young gangsta fucked wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head And all the kid do was cry like a bitch His life was a pit and mine's in the shit (Chorus) (Beware, beware) (Sick em) It's just me & my Doggz I keep my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard Just in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard |
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