Tha Dogg Pound

Tha Dogg Pound - Respect songtekst

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Intro: Dr. Dre
 I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see yah (repeat 4X)
 You can't see me, hah
 Back up in that ass once again
 With some of Dat Nigga Daz shit
 Beatin up on your ear drums with some of that G Funk
 Some of that gangsta funk
 Some of that ghetto funk
 Call it what you want, just don't forget the G
 Got the motherfuckin Dogg Pound in the house
 Verse One: Dogg Pound
 Now tell me what's poppin in your head my brother
 What you wanna do end up dead motherfucker
 I don't know why we got to kill each other
 Cause on the streets it's do or die motherfucker
 [Kurupt]
 Now as a child I was raised in the church
 Now what ever possessed me to do the shit that I do to put you in the
 dirt
 I gives a fuck about a nigga on the street
 I'm runnin ninety-fo' and I done ran ninety-three, don't like no
 hurdle
 For the murders I committed in my Omni Fo' convertable
 And not a soul saw who did it
 As I lean to the side in my Omni G-Ride
 On a mission, fo' deep, Dogg Pound do or die
 [Daz]
 Now if you see me mobbin down the street what would you think (not)
 Realizing that I'm surviving off instinct
 What makes my mind click to perfect timing
 For me to twist shit switchin bullshit the fuck up like The Shining
 Cause I'm in my own zone, alone look down
 You think you saw but death is all round like a ghost town
 Perhaps you, know I axe you
 Fool if I have to, can you comprehend or adapt to
 Chorus: Prince Ital
 Respect to the Deathrow Inmates
 Deathrow Inmates lawd dem never hesitate
 To bust a gun shot, in a i-diot face
 Dis is Dogg Pound and your life goes to waste
 Fraid, Dogg Pound carry no grace
 Lifetime in static, put you inna your place
 Dogg Pound be killin a bitch mentality
 Mess with Dogg Pound and you be dead each way
 Lawd
 Verse Two: Dogg Pound
 [Daz]
 Now I'm Dat Nigga Daz, everywhere I roll I'm set to blast
 The way to success is elevating too fast
 Every corner that I turn, there's money to burn
 With no concern count the amount there's more to be earned
 Set-Trip, the word I hear every nigga spit
 Sixty percent's trippin forty percent's bullshittin
 Industy's shady, my safety's in jeapordy
 Control the mind with mental telepathy nigga
 Shady as fuck, Kurupt can see it in your eyes
 Anticipatin for the real to come from the disguise
 The Pound, we roll thick like one-time
 And I could fuck your bitch after I bust just one rhyme
 All we do is smoke weed and get blitzed
 And kick that motherfuckin gangsta shit
 (Say what say what say what say what say what?)
 Kick that motherfuckin gangsta shit
 [Kurupt]
 Well I see myself on top, by the age of twenty-two
 or will I drop, a fallen star that has been forgotten not
 In the past, I mainly hustled for the cash
 Suprised to see that nigga rise up on that ass
 Anybody killa, do or die if I have to
 On deck, twenty-four seven and blastin if I have to
 I live my life I done swore to courtin trigger long
 Who would stop the movement why I journied so far
 From the danger that lurks, from the one that's out doin dirt
 Step to modify this and vanish away from this Earth
 Beyond the heartbreaks and heartaches, rest in peace
 Riders died death is unexplainable when you die
 Outro: Prince Ital
 We dont got to stoop low
 We dont got to stoop low
 We dont got to stoop to your level
 But when they see we coming lawd
 Now when they see we coming lawd
 Now when they see we coming lawd they tremble
 Cause we a rebel, terror from a well fractured gun
 And you know we keep it real to make your life invisible
 So don't fuck, you betta be respectable
 The nine millimeter, is really dreadable
 Wicked an wild yes you're wicked an wild
 Prince Ital Joe yes you're well versatile
 Is it Dogg Pound yes you're well versatile
 Dey form de picture of the gangsta styler
 An wild yes you're wicked an wild, Dogg Pound
 An wild yes you're wicked an wild
 Is it Death Row yes you're well versatile
 Yes, gangsta drop make the gangsta smile
 De sexy girls dey love de Doggystyle
 An wild, yes you're wicked an wild
 An wild... hahaha.. eazy!
 Dogg Pound, run tings, y'know, yeah
 Cause we no respect no guys
 Cause guys dick arder than shit
 We no take orders, we give orders
 Respect to the crew
 Nigga Daz Kurupt an Dre, come down
 EAZY! Yeah
 West coast, everytime, everytime, big-up!
 To the Death Row posse
 Lawd!
 Nuff respect
 Just quote, de faggot come here wit de violence
 Death Row are gon make you dead and silence
 Well dem fraid to try, when afraid of no person an
 No faggot come here actin like dis
 Oh lawd, oh lawd, hahaha
 Yes star Ital, you're large
 Big up Daz an de crew
 Snoop Dogg, big up, everytime
 EAZY!
 Dr. Dre an de massive
 Yeah
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Auteur: Big Pimpin Delemond, Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt

Componist: ?

Publisher: Death Row Records (2), Interscope Records

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Uitgegeven in: 1995

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Dogg Food (1995)

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