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(Lil' Style)

Nine in the mornin, at my door (my door)
Blue Cortez squeakin the hardwood floor (right)
Dippin thru the alley I made my
Didn't even get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg
Mad with no but happy had to get free
Bailin as I can bail down 19th Street
I got my sacks in my pocket and at least a
on my neck, my pistol's close in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta the LBC
Remotely by the bomb E.T.
But livin in big city is a serious task
Didn't know the feds wanted, didn't have time to ask

(Snoop Dogg)

We comin with that G shit, C shit that makin niggas sick
How does it feel to see a G your clique?
Wake up, out of bed wit my grin on (why?)
night's dice game got my win on
About a G and a is what I came with
but twenty five G's is what I with
was the word I heard
I went deep in my pockets and threw my on the curb
Gimme the dice so I can you niggas
I a 6 (C-I-X) so my point was the biggest
Seven-four-four-tre to back
I sent two back to their lizzack

(Kurupt)

See now I'm off to the graveyard
and I gots ta pay my to make my grip
But I chill cuz my ho call
Ain't no thang cuz I sleeps all day and slang when fall
And I takes a quick walk up the
with my Glock cocke, ready to make a stop where I set up
on 59th and 8th Ave where all the be hangin
That's where a nigga'll be
I'm makin a cool grip of shit, this me
so I put my together and cops a quarter key
And now the shops on
and everything that's mines I protect with a Tek, I don't step
Now I got
and I'm rollin a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new
But I could trust a few
and unawarely I you
But if only

(Snoop)

G and Snoop, homies from the get-go
Devoted and quoted, in '84
I was thirteen, G was a year
but I still wasn't afraid to 'em from the shoulders
Gettin put on the was the anticipation
and yeah, King was the destination
Every that I knew was at the Park that night
even the smokers that be lovin sparked at night

(Lil' Style)

on the streets, straight blue and grey
cuz I represent like day
you can't tell me I don't be on the spot
when I can tell you all the homies that got shot
From at least five years ago
I was in junior high goin to Marshall
The use to come up to the school and rock
and leave and have the bitches flockin his
Damn them was the days of the
but since the formed we been whoopin people's ass
And everybody a
and if you don't me nigga you can ask the homie Daz
And your ass
Fucked and let Young Swoop take your cash (ha ha)
He even run, he walked away (buster)
cuz I to see that day
I wished I was there I would've
but why we axed your bitch ass from the Pound
Cuz he wouldn't even back
Man we fuck with no niggas like that
get us all cracked
If the was behind us, he wouldn't even jump out with the strap
Now that's what I a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!)
I second the emotion you was the clique (yeah yeah)

(Snoop)

Some of these are bitches too
And some of these look just like you
So if you've been told on
go out and get your on you punk ass nigga, you gettin' stole on

(Dat Daz)

It's 5:30 in the mornin, now I'm
Now as I to get G'd to a tee
And before I bail to you know I blaze up a sack
Another day, another dollar for the mack
Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and
and me down slow, flossin, tossin a bitch (bitch)
Yeah Dogg, one more thing I forgot to
Shoot niggas, shoot ten
Shoot the piece, slip to your
Seven, goddamn it, win
A '64 for the honeys, ho for the G
Daz, little nigga you can't fuck with me

(Snoop)

Now I that them niggas couldn't get at you
So what made niggas try to spit at you
Disrespect a that snitch on you
punk ass niggas, man y'all some bitches too

(Young Swoop)

Who got some gangsta shit? (ha ha)
Swoop G, I heard speakin up on you
Cuz when I drop mines there was no more and dimes
boulders, ounces, half ounces and quota
PC is the and I don't smoke blunt
It sees the indo with skunk, I might as well get
To smoke some stress, that put a hole in your chest
I only want twenty dollar, sure got me fucked up
My hood is gettin hot and is tryin ta plottin
Come up off a young nigga, his shots
Swoop G ain't the one, I do to be done (aah)
Al-ways have my gun and my G 2-1
It's Cerritos but you don't hear me though cos you really know
about the you-know, on Cerritos, ho
Swoop G by the L-B's-C
None of these nigga wanna fuck with (aah)
Swoop G, G, G