niggas don't give a fuck

tha motherfuckin' dogg pound

is definitely in the motherfuckin' house

you know what i'm sayin'?

yo kurupt

run that shit

niggaz i grew up with

niggaz i jacked with

some niggaz i'm cool with and some niggaz i scrapped with

gets crazy when the light gets dark

put my schwin on the porch

now i'm headed for the park

(little does he know there's a crew of niggaz waitin'

to put him on they hood

and they been anticipatin')

fix my khakis as i step and i parks my ride

westside

nigga

peepin' out the spot and that's just on gp

just in case some motherfuckers wanna try and see me

no sooner than i say what i'm thinkin' what i thought of

two niggaz run up on me and they tellin' me to follow

and now they askin' me what hood i'm from

well since yo' hood is my hood

then my hood is yo' hood

the rat pack is on

as i falls to the floor

i can't run so i guess i gotta throw 'em

i'm scrappin' with these niggaz 'til my mouth got bloody

and after it's over we got some drink and we got budded

since i'm only 13 this must be my intro

i really don't know but that's just how that shit flow

rat-tat-tat-tat

fuckin' droppin' on that ass

b.g. is born

so grab your gats and blast

it's like i'm free but yet and still i feel i'm stuck

cause the hood that i'm from niggaz don't give a fuck

run for your gun motherfucker and duck

if you slip you'll get plucked 'cause

lil' looney motherfucker by the name of kurupt

growin' up crazy 'cause

so daz

my mellow

my nigga

show these motherfuckers that

the click that i'm with - don't give a shit

you know why?

early '85 got my stack on fat

got kinda flossy and rushed me a 'llac

it felt kinda funny with money

but ain't no thang

see what's a coupe deville without a set of dana danes?

so i rushed 'em with the quickness and i put 'em on the coupe

smokin' weed

servin' cavi

now i know how to cook loot

dat nigga daz was the name and the game was mine

sewin' shit up for willow to the back of 1-9

mr. dopeman

they done ga-uh-grabbed me

sent me to penitentiary 'cause i used to serve cavi

makin' big money on the block

that was us 'til we bust

off-brand stepped up then off-brand get rushed

motherfucker

knew about me

well they didn't know enough to where they say they doubt me

so it's relatively cool and shit

but the niggaz who don't give a fuck

are the niggaz i fuck with

throw your guns in the motherfuckin' air

we don't care

about nothin' at all

just my doggs and clockin' a grip

that's why i can kick it so tough

'cause when times get rough my

the click that i'm with

don't give a shit

you know why?

now i'm back up on the block

and i'm the g that's pushin' ki's

puttin' a 187 on cops

and it don't stop

and it don't quit

now let me see if these niggaz plan to set trip

bang to the boogie and boogie to the bang

is the song that i sang when i let my nuts hang

do my thang - quickly

slowly

fo' surely

niggaz like yourself best to act like you know me

startin' shit 'cause they niggaz mad doggin' me

so now it's time for me to release the fuckin' hogg in me

i puts my hand on my heat

peep

we four deep

dat nigga daz

warren g

me and snoop doggy dogg in a '93 jeep

it don't stop - glock

in the back

pack a fat knot

anybody killer

so what's up?

kurupt and dat nigga daz

awww shit

ha ha ha

yeah

i like that shit

ya know

i like that gangsta shit

this is definitely some of that shit

a nigga could kick back and smoke a fat ass joint to

know what i'm sayin'?

dogg pound in the house.