Cause they be runnin round with that shit called AIDS
 and every girl I meet nowadays is lit
 So I can't to do them what I would to do you, so...
 Another session, check in session
 Dogg Pound Gangstaz
 [Dat Nigga Daz]
 I'm on top of the world, with niggaz with perms and jheri curls
 Runnin around town with the flyest girls
 Ain't no place like home, nigga that I can call my own
 Smokin dove sacks and quarter pounds down to ozones (who you?)
 I'm Dat, Nigga, D-A to the Z (uh-huh)
 A motherfuckin playa, for the D-P to the G
 [Kurupt]
 Connectin lyrics like dot to dot, connectin blocks
 I concoct vocals that's libel to make your heart stop
 Termination completed, and I'm out like the seasons
 Murderin MC's for no fuckin apparent reason (motherfucker)
 Dis, lyricist, kicks lyrics
 so intent to disable to kill your whole vocals existance
 Like in for instance, the murderous methods of my ridin
 The Thunderdome, niggaz had em squabbin
 Shit, all I know is you could talk that talk (this Dogg Pound)
 and you best to be able to walk that walk, because
 we ride right, daylight, or after midnight
 Game Trump tight, down to dump on sight
 Call me the sniper with mo' chips than Wesley Snipes
 Niggaz oppose me to get cracked like the pipe
 Born in the East, raised a G on the West
 Westide, smokin and rollin with a S on my chest
 [Dat Nigga Daz]
 I roll swift as a pigeon, diggin niggaz graves in tomb stones alone
 One on one, microphone or phone
 Stampedin like a heard of buffalo you tumble
 Now when you try to get up, motherfucker you stumbled
 Now it's a must that I can bust, from the shots from my 12 gauge
 dust to get you high blown in the meanwhile my profile
 of my styles unusual from a buckwild child
 But in the meanwhile...
 I can tear that ass off be like an Al B. song
 I maul fifty MC's, divided just by one
 Now who's the greatest motherfucker other than myself
 Droppin lyrical vitamins for your health, motherfucker
 *chorus*
 One by one, we'll start to subtract
 And see how many motherfuckers got your back
 Cause when it comes down to it, we outs to clown
 It's them Dogg Pound Gangstaz, puttin it down
 (repeat 2X)
 [Dat Nigga Daz]
 Now picture that ass and frame it, what a shame
 motherfucker to remain to obtain game
 [Kurupt]
 I'm on another journey, my mind set on twisted
 gettin twisted and twist this fool for his grip then dash
 Daz in the Jeeps that the church drive
 cause he don't give a fuck, and down to put in work
 And this is how it's done like one two three
 Kurupt, and I'm quick to fuck shit up on G.P., lethal
 There's no stoppin me, top notch, there's no equal
 to the philosophies that I concoct
 [Dat Nigga Daz]
 We makin examples out of motherfuckers like you
 Nigga there's no idea, nigga, and there's no clue, you through
 You outta here motherfucker, finished you scared admit it
 Your new album... shiiiit!
 So realize with your two eyes that my rhyme hypnotize
 just like Jim Jones bapnitized his followers
 The wrath, of the slaughter, have you ever heard of a
 serve from my homey now he rhyme for baby sharks (and I)
 I load for ammo for ammo the young hollow is dippin
 to Pomona Ave to ride up on you on the corner
 It's kinda cold, how his ass got smoked (well alright)
 And now you know that we ain't no joke
 [Kurupt]
 I never trust a busta, so I never trust yo' ass
 Hope you got satellites around when we bust yo' ass
 I peeped you out the sides of my eyes, cause I be peepin
 Murderous situations, you got yourself knee deep in
 You're walkin around while you're sleepin
 So awake yourself nigga then break yourself
 And I don't give a fuck if your money is spent
 I want your hat to your clothes cause dollars make sense
 I got so many hoes on my dick, I gotta shake hoes
 and I'm controllin mines, like Waco
 Texas, Mr. Flossy in the Lexus
 Super supreme I plot schemes like Stephen King and
 *chorus*
 DPG, yeah I thought you knew, DPG
 Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, DPG
 *etc