It's been eighteen years since, I've seen you on the You're up for parole heard the word week My cousin, Flip come at home it's been so long Keep ya eyes on the prize, keep ya head strong
in your packages, kite keep you straight Deep in this caleseri, fat it date So we can chop it up, so we can the ice and The ties of no g's is for sure, you know I it
This is a D.P.G. Is for my homies on parole or And you can catch the homie on vacations It's for the or so you just bang
To my young homeboy, who ain't never out Here's a for you homie, 'cause I know you got caught One love, Side, that's how we do ride D.P.G.C. we do or die
Oh yes we're fresh to death, we was out, we was rockin', yes But guess what? Now we rockin' Snoop clothin' And nigga in the click straight rollin'
I hope that we can be, be real soon I hope that we can be, be together real (Real )
Just a little bit of ain't a damn thang Let the heat around, bang, pound gang swang Why with me, let me show ya how D.P. do G.C. Kurupt, Nate, Snoop, the homies might flash Kick, pack, send it 'bout five and pass
All I do is D.P.G. And keep it like that and hit in the streets Bump it da high to the one two step Make the whole spot stop, been hittn' the next Me and Darren ridin' side by Nate and Snoop one in front from behind
To my young homeboy, who never gettn' out Here's a for you homie, 'cause I know you got caught One love, East Side, that's how we do D.P.G.C. we do or die
Oh yes we're to death, nonetheless we was out, we was rockin', yes But guess Now we rockin' Snoop Dogg clothin' And every nigga in the click straight
I hope that we can be, be real soon I hope that we can be, be together soon (Real )
Out up on the tryn' come on up Got sleepin' and got cut the hell up Just to make some money hit my ride for my baby then live right
Got me a room and a of rocks Raised on the street, yes, the of hard knocks better pay me, ready or not Findin' dead bodies all on your
gotta get paid and that's on the real Broke,wanna smoke, then you how I feel I miss the real and that's on the real Got blacked up while the squeal
To my young homeboy, who never gettn' out Here's a record for you homie, I know you got caught One love, East Side, that's how we do D.P.G.C, we do or die
Oh yes fresh to death, nonetheless we was out, we was rockin', yes But guess what?, Now we rockin' Snoop clothin' And every nigga in the click rollin'
I hope that we can be, be real soon I hope that we can be, be together real (Real )