Tha Dogg Pound - O.G. 2 B.G. lyrics

Intro: Alize Hold on n***a No more gangsta sh** n***a you know that gangsta sh** put you on the map So if you ain't gonna turn into somethin' new We gonna have to rewind the track To way back I was walkin' through the park one day Puffin' on a bomb a** J (Come here with that weed Snoop) See my n***a suited blue-grey This is what a n***a had to say Ohuuuuuuuh Verse 1: [Soopafly] I was about 16 years old Runnin the streets of Long Beach n***a, straight f**in' up Every party that I went to I had to stuck a frame (Daz: Motherf**er) For my name is Soopa What the f** you say I think he saw the handle on my .44 When he get seated 22 I was reachin' fo' I show you how you do when sh** blow up 1, 2, 3 it's that Your party over n***a Move on to the next one You should've brought a few mo' n***as For some protection You f**in' with notorious a** G's You never get pa**ed these 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 think is that we straight dumpin' That's why I'm always into somethin' I faded, faded till that n***a broke To show that I ain't no motherf**in' joke ? somethin' thought he could check me But the guard sent his a** directly Yo, to his G-R-A-V-E Bein' stupid try to P-L-A-Y me Yo, listen well to me Spell it to the underground Nobody playin' p**y So I'm layin' it down A little somethin' from the motherf**in' DPG Soopafly from O.G. 2 B.G Chorus: x2 [Snoop Sample] A G is a overseer A overseer sees [Soopafly] ]From O.G. 2 B.G Verse 2: [Kurupt Tha Kingpin] The motherf**in' game took a lot again Aw sh**, the streets is hot again Protection down in 2 months Rolled up with the homie Swoop a couple s*uts Let me call the homie now, n***a Phonecheck punk I poke n***as down When I'm in the yard, the bar The n***as just angin' (Daz: Dogg Pound) Pop when I get out I'm back bangin' Rollin', I can't be helt no motherf**in' mo' (Right) As soon as I get out the motherf**in' do' (Right) Chevrolet, straight sittin' on low ? (Right) Now it's on till it's on till the brake of dawn f**in' with notorious a** G's n***a, punk, b**h please ]From gettin' quoted on the hood till packin' Murders, slangin' and jackin' I rather f** you b**h Now go tell your n***a you made the right switch My lesson is my ho, respect me K-U-R-U-P-T from O.G. 2 B.G Chorus: x2 [Kurupt] Daz Dilli is the gangsta, gangsta Tell us about the days of way back Verse 3: [Daz Dillinger] Slangin' cars, hangin' hard Upon the boulevard Gettin' stars as a young n***a behind bars My willy's dead, I f** you fresh out the gate I can't wait, demonstrate Thought I was gone for all my old weight Now I'm back with a Tec-9 and a Strap And with that in my hart n***a You know ain't no turnin' back Called up Kurupt and Dr. Dre to load up the AK Let's put some work on these n***as To let them know we don't play Blew, Blew we scared around the corner Creep on 'em, make a mil To makin' all y'all goners Ain't a rap from my shelf It was no good times sh** A little n***a puttin' dick n***as on their chest All with a nitty 14 Was all what it seems In cape of horrible dreams Trapped, with a helluva machine Quick to pistol till you tipple Let you know, plan it simple How back in my ? Bullets flyin' like missiles So what's on and on And as the way it should be Motherf**er from O.G. 2 B.G Chorus: x6 [Daz Dillinger] Yeah, 1999