Текст песни: Tha Dogg Pound - Dogg Pound Gangstaz
Intro: Dogg Pound
What up?
Like that muthafucka, ay blaze it up!
Like that muthafucka
(Don`t shoot!)
Verse One: Kurupt
Now my rhymes, are as potent as pipebombs
It takes time to concoct rhymes like mines
Like land mines, all set to explode
Microphones, all set to unload
So, watch the means, watch the zone
I made it different with a million dead MC microphones
And they all wanted back by their peops
Sleep if you dare, cause death catch niggaz when they sleep
Beware of the consequences, it`s senseless
To face the prosecuted life or death will cease kiddin
Travel through your inner thoughts
Just to vision how far I can get, explore to the inner core
It ain`t stopped yet, continue the journey
Cause all that shit you kick just don`t concern me
You can`t U-turn me, back... to... reality... where niggaz pack straps
And they mentality react so violently to leave MC`s breathin silently
With hollow point talons for the violence
Ain`t no harmin me, ain`t got no love for no hoes in harmony
It`s easy to find MC`s to execute
Chances of survival too small to compute
Recognize, like this was Samuel Sneed
I grip the microphone continue with my devilish deeds
Cause all I see, in my M-I-N-D
Is D-P-G, for L-I-F-E
And all I see, on the M-I-C
Is another mangled MC opposin me
Supposed to be, regulatin in this rap era
Made one error up against the microphone terror
It takes two to tangle
I told Daz don`t worry like Keith Murray I`ma strangle
MC`s, with the microphone cord
You don`t faze, your thoughts been invaded and explored
I know the ins and the outs to you buddy
I know where you live, and how you make your money
I came to violate you, desicrate you, I create two
Murderous scenes, can you relate to
Chorus: Dogg Pound (gun fight in background)
A Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
I`m a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG) - 2X
Straight Dogg Pound Gangsta
Verse Two: Daz
I got the right to serve your ass when you headin to school
Cause I`m Dat Nigga Daz bitch, and I`ma fuckin fool
Don`t play with my head nigga, killers don`t sneak
Come out the woodworks on your ass, then niggaz start to streak
Unmatched in my inner circle
Where only G`s roam, townhouse in the war zone
Not giving a mad fuck (about what?)
About your click, or what you representin don`t mean a shit
Bustas jump and get they fuckin wig split
Caught up in the twist while I`m stickin dick to your bitch
You don`t know me cause I`m down to do low
Your bitch is jockin Daz I`m diggin deep as Too $hort, check it out
I`m, massive, you get your ass kicked
Tangle with assassins down for mad shit
Nigga the strap`s in your hand, now what you gon do
Is you gon blast me, and blast through my crew
Are you just gonna hold it and act like a bitch, where`s he at?
Cause I got me a gat
And I`ma show him how a true G`s sposed to act with a strap
(There`s somethin bout bein a Dogg Pound Gangsta nigga)
Till I die, Dogg Pound for life
Show me a hoe and I`ll be fuckin that bitch by midnight (I see)
It ain`t nuthin nice, shakin these niggaz like dice
I told you once, so I ain`t saying it twice
Chorus (varations repeat 2X)
*W-BALLS radio skit follows*
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Intro: Dogg Pound
What up?
Like that muthafucka, ay blaze it up!
Like that muthafucka
(Don`t shoot!)
Verse One: Kurupt
Now my rhymes, are as potent as pipebombs
It takes time to concoct rhymes like mines
Like land mines, all set to explode
Microphones, all set to unload
So, watch the means, watch the zone
I made it different with a million dead MC microphones
And they all wanted back by their peops
Sleep if you dare, cause death catch niggaz when they sleep
Beware of the consequences, it`s senseless
To face the prosecuted life or death will cease kiddin
Travel through your inner thoughts
Just to vision how far I can get, explore to the inner core
It ain`t stopped yet, continue the journey
Cause all that shit you kick just don`t concern me
You can`t U-turn me, back... to... reality... where niggaz pack straps
And they mentality react so violently to leave MC`s breathin silently
With hollow point talons for the violence
Ain`t no harmin me, ain`t got no love for no hoes in harmony
It`s easy to find MC`s to execute
Chances of survival too small to compute
Recognize, like this was Samuel Sneed
I grip the microphone continue with my devilish deeds
Cause all I see, in my M-I-N-D
Is D-P-G, for L-I-F-E
And all I see, on the M-I-C
Is another mangled MC opposin me
Supposed to be, regulatin in this rap era
Made one error up against the microphone terror
It takes two to tangle
I told Daz don`t worry like Keith Murray I`ma strangle
MC`s, with the microphone cord
You don`t faze, your thoughts been invaded and explored
I know the ins and the outs to you buddy
I know where you live, and how you make your money
I came to violate you, desicrate you, I create two
Murderous scenes, can you relate to
Chorus: Dogg Pound (gun fight in background)
A Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
I`m a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG) - 2X
Straight Dogg Pound Gangsta
Verse Two: Daz
I got the right to serve your ass when you headin to school
Cause I`m Dat Nigga Daz bitch, and I`ma fuckin fool
Don`t play with my head nigga, killers don`t sneak
Come out the woodworks on your ass, then niggaz start to streak
Unmatched in my inner circle
Where only G`s roam, townhouse in the war zone
Not giving a mad fuck (about what?)
About your click, or what you representin don`t mean a shit
Bustas jump and get they fuckin wig split
Caught up in the twist while I`m stickin dick to your bitch
You don`t know me cause I`m down to do low
Your bitch is jockin Daz I`m diggin deep as Too $hort, check it out
I`m, massive, you get your ass kicked
Tangle with assassins down for mad shit
Nigga the strap`s in your hand, now what you gon do
Is you gon blast me, and blast through my crew
Are you just gonna hold it and act like a bitch, where`s he at?
Cause I got me a gat
And I`ma show him how a true G`s sposed to act with a strap
(There`s somethin bout bein a Dogg Pound Gangsta nigga)
Till I die, Dogg Pound for life
Show me a hoe and I`ll be fuckin that bitch by midnight (I see)
It ain`t nuthin nice, shakin these niggaz like dice
I told you once, so I ain`t saying it twice
Chorus (varations repeat 2X)
*W-BALLS radio skit follows*
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2002
2002 *
2002/R.A.W. (Daz Dillinger)
A Doggz Day Afternoon
Big Pimpin
Big Pimpin 2
Change the Game [Remix]
Christmas on Death Row
Coastin
Crip Wit Up
Crip Wit Us
Cyco
Cyco-Lic-No (Bitch Azz Niggaz)
CycoLicNo
D.P.G.
Dipp Wit Me
Do What I Feel
Dogg Food
Dogg Pound 4 Life
Dogg Pound Gangstaz
Don`t Stop
Every Single Day
Feels Good
Gangsta Rap
Gitta Strippin
Here We Are/Go Killem
I Don`t Like To Dream About Gettin Paid
I Wish
If We All Gonna Fuck
In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap
Intro
It`z All About That Money
I`ma Gangsta
Just Doggin
Knick Knack Patty Wack
Let`s Play House
My Heart Don`t Pump No Tear
New York New York
One By One
Party at My House
Reality
Respect
Ridin Slipin And Slidin
Roll Wit Us
Sh_t Happenz
Smoke
Smooth
Some Bomb Azz
Some Bomb Azz (Pussy)
Sooo Much Style
There`s Someway Out
Treat Her Like a Lady
Way Too Often
We About to Get Fucc Up
We Livin Gangsta Like
What Would You Do
Your Gyrlfriend 2
You`re Jus a B.I.T.C.H.