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Yeah, Row
(Give it up, one time)
Yes, to the man
Them all beats they're
(Give it up)
Dogg

Nobody moves, freeze! Nobody gets
Shoot first and ask questions
The motto, lyrically, artically, rip it

Stop and listen, catch a grip and realize with your two
The price, nigga, is striving for more
I broke laws, defined many, show skills of a rider when few was
around forty-four niggaz for the rep
Sweat the whole block with the Mack-90, automatic

Now the whole is respected
Slowly but homies catching death wishes, and laugh
You're to catch a check you can't cash
I do, for the rapper the name and for the that I claim
After the kill, remains the same

The composure, gangstering, it's got me, still to bang
Who can get close to the notorious gang of 'em all
Pound, amazing rage, rough and raw
(DPG)
The conversation much, now what up?
You're gapping and you're scrapping and you got a gap the gat

I found a, more, I see the homies
(What)
I bound to make more money I ever dreamed
the DPG, the gangsters on the TV
Completely, you defeat, delete species

That fool there is out of his nest
He's off the hood techs and vests
Dumping on sets
(Who's man?)
D A Z's my
If he ever was to get any bigger and lose his figures my nigga

The I think about life and the world that surrounds us
from Tha Pound, instantly penitentiary bound
(So up?)
I'm all about bombs

And possessing the deadliest rhymes the mind design
So let's let be bygones, aim to shoot
And with your boys if you're down for making loot

'Cause if not, when the gets hot you get scorched
You're caught up like being in court, the wars
Now I to take a sneak peek through The Source
Our is not revealing, we sold two million
(What)
we survived, willingly we strived
We all multiply, Dogg 'till we die

I you knew about
The two to run through about half your organization
Sacred assassinations, fool, here's what facing
The diverse, you're in a worse situation, that

Yeah, tell Babylon that we'll never give up in the ghetto
'Cause everyday we wake up we see the sun rise up in the sky
We won't ever, never up the fight, see
We in the ghetto will always put up the struggle
The to survive, and to live good
To food on the table for our families, see

Tell Babylon that we have
Like our Martin Luther King and Marcus Garvey
We believe that we are true
And we handle in this

We kill our brothers no more
them with a knife, or shoot them with a gun
'Cause we do we see their blood run
And it's not a pretty
So we don't love the parasites of this
Sucking the of the sufferers, yeah