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Gangsta shit, show you how the gangsters do it
Word to mother, Kurupt Gotti
Excuse me for a second while I blow, on this
and coughing*}
Beans, Beanie Sigel,
Daz Dillinger, Dat Daz, bitches

I gotta little bit of somethin that you'll never
that double deuce, double up, hammer in hand
Got so many advances, different chances
lead to circumstances, enhancements
Calibers, mental gallagher, shells
Hit niggaz hammers hit nails
I'm 6000, I remember that hoe
don't you owe me 6000? I'm countin(?) to ten

I slide through on ol' outlandish shit
And roll up on some skanless shit
Many try to be I, wanna the gang
our name, the Dogg Pound Gangsta gang
They call me Young Rosco, young and
If it ain't on D's, then I even ride yo
I'm so caught up in the streets I to lie low
And I'm runnin out of sheets, to weed that I

Best run, guns, spittin dum dum
slugs at the thugs, y'all niggaz don't none
we come, best run, spittin dum dum
slugs at you thugs, y'all don't want none
Here we come, best run, dum dum
slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz want none
Here we come, best run, dum dum
at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none

[Beanie
The Gooch is back, the up man with deuce gat
(Blow up fam) You fold up fan, fruit cat
Niggaz gettin up, plans for loose tracks
When I roll up fam (yeah nigga) scraps (kick in)
You know I'm all the street dollars
Follow your trail and blaze niggaz with like 'Sheed Wallace
They say the streets talk and I ain't hearin a
Feet to the got my ear to the curb
with niggaz disappear in them burbs
Pop up with them birds, in darkness prepare you for worst
(Listen) - in other words stop
I slim up legs, curl up your hands, nigga you stop walkin
when the fifth stain leave stains off in
Pampers, get your shit bag changed often
You niggaz soft and the lift chains off often
Get your block chalked the glock start barkin

Who wanna get 'em up? Nigga get 'em up
Why the they act like you know, and so we did 'em up
When the uz' I serve crews, act like you know
Rude bwoy tryin to walk in shoes
I ain't impressed off dues with that bullshit, I quick
And dumb hoes suck dick - she just a bitch
I hit the and peel out, and wheel out, throw up a (?)
I get shit, get get done it, and so I get out
The smallest of my hustle so I off bones
Pay the cost of the death, watch you die when you
Seven to ten niggaz drop when step
sweat the technique or get chin-checked

Pimpin never gave a fuck, Daz and Kurupt
Rosco, (??) you can't my shit, it causes fiascoes
My rhymes is designed, drinkin
I'm dippin, rollin, that's the way the (?)
D.P.G.'s bowl, R.O.C.
controllin, foldin, suckers like
Rollin on hundred spokes, on a pound of smoke

Dogg Gangstaville, where the gangsters at
Sigel came to roll and smoke us out
So what's wrong with Nigga, ha? Yeah
Daz Dillinger, yo, the
niggaz down cause it's nuttin
The first to take off, nigga boulder boy
Yo, Kurupt Gotti, ha?
You that nigga, that one nigga, set it off on ya
Pleezbelieveit ya
I know bitches when I see a and youse a bitch
And get treated like bitches..

Roc-A-Fella, Pound nigga!