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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? Drinkin my
This man, this bitch roll up to me man
This bitch pull up and shit
down the window and shit, I'm like - "Fuck you want bitch?"
Bitch, me, y'knahmsayin?
She tell me "Turn that down, Tha Dogg Pound broke up"
Heh, hehehe, haha, I had to laugh at the hoe,
That's some shit
For though man, tell these motherfuckers what's happenin

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repeat 2X]
[Daz] you about nigga?
Dogg Pound for life
[Daz] Do ya nigga?
[Sung] a pound tonight
[Daz] How ya feel
[Sung] I feel larger life
Dogg Pound for

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

What you

You me motherfucker? (hell no) I think not
That's facin a blizzard in a fuckin top (back it up)
I took trips from New 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 surrounded like the wise {*cat
Who it be comin through in all blue (fool)
Dogg Pound number one, number two
Never evade the principle, the top
Up against the top invincible, assassin
I lay the cards on the table, take a
The wrong choice'll get your chest cavitys picked
(ahh!) That's were all the bullshit
This whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes pieces
(fuck that!) Fake ass assassin wit no heart, no
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 money makin
and I'm makin mistakes, you're only worth your creatin
and a garden of
Now all I do is survive, is stay alive
Money I motherfuckin die, stranded on Tha Row
I'm in motherfucker to grow
and make like I'm on a mountain of snow

- 0.5X

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