[Intro]
Busta a** n***a, busta a** n***as
b**h ride on they a**
I be back in about 30 minutes
Get your a** in the car n***a
[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Before I even step motherf**ers hit the deck
I get's wreck with a tech so cash in like checks, fool
I gots my own back in a strap
But if it calls for that I got my n***a Kenny Mack
Swift as the wind the Mac 10 is in my n***as clutches
So bust this, we rush this punk a** n***a
I knew he was a f**ing punk
So then I tapped Daz, go and pop the f**ing truck
He steps back in with Tech
And I'm all puffing on blunts
Ready to get wrecked
Even though I knew he had a Mac 10 on I gave a f**
And stuck the Tech out the window ready to let loose
Get some gin and juice and then tell Snoop to come scoop
Check me out, peep how all who withstand
Step so quick and slowly sink like quicksand
Murder that's what I be yelling
I'm peeping your people now two hoods the villain
Whether I'm a see a G or a B.G
Sporting locs and a beenie trying to mad dog you can't see me
Now I can bust a cap and split em up
Or ready to get em up
What's up with that Dogg Pound
Like n***a then I hit em up
Now you know what's up with Kurupt, right
n***as don't give a f** I'm headed for the Westside
[Bridge: Snoop]
Now this spots owned by the motherf**ing D.O. double g
P.O.U.N.D. so I see no other choice
But to roll with the homicide
For all this drama make you and your Momma die
[Hook]
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
n***a I just don't give a f**
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
n***a we just don't give a sh**
[Verse 2: Daz Dillinger]
Now before I bail, as I raise up a few sags
Fresh the zig-zag rapped and grapped my cavy sack
Tote a strap in my lap because the fueds is on
One of these n***as got caught slipping
Now the Eastside's a war zone
Now, for the Old G's, the old G's, L.O.C.s
Selling Cavy on the spots, late nights
Who gives a f** about the other n***a, just Tha Pound for life
I got the beat, bangs, rocks on many blocks
Sellin' my nuts like crazy at the sales, never stop
I sow my paper stacking so I have to rush me a B and sh**
I live the life that I live
Yeah, bust greatest of them all a hustler
I play my game like the gangster had no love from no buster
It musta been like the dream
I moved from Saggs to Queens, from Oz's to ki's
Now I'm known through the hood as the O.G
Never known no more cavy car, no B.G
I put this sag down, I put my bang down, I start to set trip why
Cause this is Dogg Pound
So now you know about that n***a D.A.Z., where you from
Eastside till I dizzie, L.B.C
[Hook: Snoop Dogg]
[Verse 3: Snoop Doggy Dogg]
b**h, meditate to my flow, as I mob down the 'Row
Yo, boy it's a G with the blast degree
187 ain't sh** but a mess to me
I've seen a lot of n***as "come up" a few n***as "done up"
Some rest in peace with the Khakis that be trip for this
But it's the Eastside gunnin, a who-ride thang
If we bang to the boogie then we boogie to the bang
I bring you the mothaf**in' .38
Just get the emcee and my homey Nate
So we can ride, glide, dippin' and slide
As I take you on a trip, make a ride, Eastside
[Hook]
[Outro: Daz Dillinger]
You're lying in hell
Where your homeboys dwell
There's no way to escape, there's no way you can escape
So rest in peace, b**h
Dogg Pound Gangsters