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Yeah, you know, I'm y'knahmsayin?
Rollin down the doin my thang y'knahmsayin?
That's the flow,
Smokin my weed, y'knahmsayin? Drinkin my
This bitch man, bitch roll up to me man
This pull up inside and shit
down the window and shit, I'm like - "Fuck you want bitch?"
Bitch, tell me,
She tell me "Turn that shit down, Tha Dogg Pound up"
Heh, hehehe, haha, I had to laugh at the hoe,
That's some shit
For real though man, tell these motherfuckers happenin

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[Chorus: 2X]
[Daz] What you nigga?
[Sung] Pound for life
Do ya some nigga?
[Sung] Smoke a pound
[Daz] How ya feel
[Sung] I feel than life
Dogg for life

Dogg shit..
Life without money (money) like breathin wit no air
Prepared, no love in warfare, engage
I make the front page, Nicholas Cage
and get served, and center stage (get served)
I'll break you through 'til you up your teflon barriers
and get penetrated, tell the superior
Hostile, verbal in 3D hittin every galaxy throwin up D.P.
Now I could be as a cheetah
and rip through ya shit like a wild heina
From the city where light shine at night
(at night) MC's, Shaniqua's, upon the mic
From L.A. to the of Phil' (Phil')
When you approach Kurupt, approach wit
(f'real) if you don't you'll get shook (shook)
and broken, I rock it and break it open

What you

You me motherfucker? (hell no) I think not
That's a blizzard in a fuckin tank top (back it up)
I took trips New Jerz' to Cape Cot (Cot)
You could be adventurous up tremendous odds
And a poltergeist, I'll bring it to ya nice
I had the whole scenery like the wise {*cat meow*}
Who could it be comin through in all (fool)
Dogg Pound number one, number two
Never evade the principle, the top
Up against the top invincible, rhyme
I lay the cards on the table, a pick
The wrong choice'll get your chest cavitys picked
(ahh!) That's all the bullshit ceases
This frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces
(fuck that!) ass assassin wit no heart, no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows and no
(no rhyme!) for the poetical Satan
Creatin slaughters, runnin stores like Water Patan
(oh, oh) I'm all about makin
and I'm makin mistakes, only worth what your creatin
and a garden of
Now all I do is survive, is stay alive
Money 'til I die, stranded on Tha Row
I'm in this motherfucker to
and make fetti I'm on a mountain of snow

- 0.5X

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