Back by demand Dope pound feel Want a DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or She still gettin' a of dicks It don't matter you do or say 'Cause bitch you can't change my no way
I've been the whole U.S.A. Same ol' hoes on days ask my big homeboy Snoop de Snoop Bitch you ain't cute with all that, de woop
I might just rock ya, I afraid to blast I might rock a fella Dame and dash Grip the and slap your ass it back, automatic clap your ass
Now is how a gangster mash out The in the Coupe, me and Snoop in the glass house Bouncin', bouncin', bouncin', Blaze up a whole ounce and get the with the cotton candy
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the bitches say, on Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, get caught up
Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on
I'm out to paper the paper bump some bitches and move I take a trip with my click on a day cruise Spank the in the fo', sittin' low gettin' low Now we headed to the in the fo', hoes holler
Top dollar with the flea collar dippin' in my blue Impala say Snoop Dogg is a fool 'cause he got the bitches And the little homey weed up outta high school
I never ever break the law, I just it everythin' splendid, that's how I intend it Class is in session, you get suspended, shh If you don't the fuck up and listen for a minute
been in it for life with two kids and a wife With no tattooes stress and stripes, so I'ma do what I feel and do I like But I go to sleep without my heater at night, ride on
Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on, can't get caught up
Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the bitches say, on
Nigga evrything you got, from your hat To your contacts, T-shirt to socks Dogg Pound affiliate, Hell naw Certified Cedar Paul nigga
Mashin', grey and all day All night all heated with heaters, Nine millimeters, whattup Big I got a bitch that gobble up like steak
She lives upstate and I don't Near a one of those is proper, stash the chopper DPology, D P G but first call Whattup big homey niggaz with the
The jumps in whips out the four pound When we get there, we all motherfucker down what I had in mind, let's get paid hit the spot Just a raid one of the homies got a gauge, come on
Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the bitches say, on Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, can't get up
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Let me holler at for a minute man I mean game is gettin' real deep We got niggaz be misrepresentin' I mean, motherfuckers you thinkin' that DPG
Is a motherfuckin' football game or a football team or walkin' on and shit like they free agents And just leavin' when they want to nigga this no game This is a way of life
DPGC, Pound Gangsta, nigga The wrong with these niggaz man? Niggaz be straight tryin' to put they twist down, holla at 'em But you know we to stay two steps Ahead of the game baby, Let me holler at for a minute, especially you
You done stepped in some Shit, check your shoes Nigga this Hollywood, the House of Blues It's the Dogg so regroup your troops And tell 'em Kurupt and Snoop
Fuck your crew it's on I your Brome It's Don Corleone in the zone I turn your dubs into nickels while I'm I melt your rhymes icicles while I'm killin'
'em, I tell 'em, Kurupt, what's up? I know you like givin' it up We stop, won't stop, what for 'Cause other day another nigga tryin' to pull a dulo
You know when I was fuckin' with the It was all bad, thought it was all A had to take a breather now I'm Living Single Khadijah 'cause they'll squeeze ya
Fuck a fish, I put my dick in your bitch And a wish, ha hah Nigga that's gangsta shit the gangsta twist Yeah, Pound gangsta