dogg pound gangstaz

Singer:tha dogg pound

what up?

like that muthafucka

ay blaze it up!

like that muthafucka

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 peeps

sleep if you dare

cause death catch niggaz when they sleep

beware of the consequences

it's senseless

to face a prosecuted life or death mc sentence

travel through your inner thoughts

just to vision how far i can get

explore to the inner core

and 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

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a dogg pound gangsta

i'm a dogg pound gangsta

straight dogg pound gangsta

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 speak

come out the woodworks on your ass

then niggaz start to streak

unmatched in my inner circle

where only g's roam

hellhounds in the war zone

not giving a mad fuck

about your click

or what you representin ain't meanin 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 cousteau

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 kurupt too

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

till i die

dogg pound for life

show me a hoe and i'll be fuckin that bitch by midnight

it ain't nuthin nice

shakin these niggaz like dice

i told you once

so i ain't sayin it twice