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.