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

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[Daz] What you about
[Sung] Dogg for life
Do ya some nigga?
[Sung] a pound tonight
[Daz] How ya feel
[Sung] I feel larger than
Dogg Pound for

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

What you

You servin me (hell no) I think not
That's facin a in a fuckin tank top (back it up)
I took trips New Jerz' to Cape Cot (Cot)
You could be up againt tremendous odds
And face a poltergeist, I'll it to ya nice
I had the whole scenery surrounded like the wise {*cat
Who could it be comin in all blue (fool)
Dogg Pound Gangstas number one, two
Never evade the principle, the top
Up the top invincible, rhyme assassin
I lay the on the table, take a pick
The wrong choice'll get your whole cavitys picked
(ahh!) That's were all the bullshit
This whole frame and crumble right before his eyes into pieces
(fuck that!) Fake ass wit no heart, no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows and no
(no rhyme!) for the poetical Satan
Creatin slaughters, runnin through like Water Patan
(oh, oh) I'm all about money
and I'm makin mistakes, you're only worth what 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 like I'm on a of snow

- 0.5X

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