Tha Dogg Pound

Tha Dogg Pound - Dogg Pound Gangstaz lyrics

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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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Author: Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt

Composer: ?

Publisher: Felder Entertainment Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: Dogg Food (1995)

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