Daz Dillinger - D.p.g.-4-l.i.f.e. lyrics

Bangin' that gangsta music Dippin' with my forty-five You n***as gone make me lose it f**in' with a Dogg Pound n***a for life, yeah For life, yeah you better watch what you say Livin' on the West Coast California, hey Hey yo guess who's back It's them n***as you don't come around unless you strapped Check it Daz and Soopa', we pressin' the fact We givin' knockouts to n***as plus a lesson in rap You shoulda kept your mouth closed, left it at that Now we pullin' out the weapons, the tech and the mack You shoulda played the back like a regular cat Ya f**ed up, you let your heart get ahead of your raps Now we all up on yo' dome like a Mexican hat Arriba b**h, I'll separate your neck from your back Punk n***a, I'ma tell ya straight to your face Right before I take off bombin' straight to your face It's that West Coast, D-O double-G flow Lookin' all around town but really don't see no n***as who can f** with that, buck quick n***a Duck quick n***a, talk and get your strut hit n***a What, who, pop and sh** talk Step up ya get rocked, raw move jack Y'all n***as better Crip Walk up out my business I'll finish ya, cold sinister Hoe administer, no gimmicks bruh Slow quit it, ya steppin' on the wrong turf We co*k back with the Glock strap Six feet f**in' with this D.P Dippin' on these n***as Llac'd up, chrome on the side To make these n***as back up and I'm [Chorus] Bangin' that gangsta music Dippin' with my forty-five You n***as gon' make me lose it f**in' with a Dogg Pound n***a for life, yeah For life, yeah you better watch what you say Livin' on the West Coast California, hey I'm a G in the highest degree I told the B-U-L-L-sh** to back off me I ain't havin' it, let it smoke and I'll smoke yo a** I finally can relax at last, on a mission on a serious task The police wanna know who's under the másk Who makin', breakin' yourself for the j**elry and cash Like Luda' I'm too furious and too damn fast (And this is how I'm gon' do ya Everyone around here who smoke Buddha) I stay high all the time, double my money in this rap game On point, hot to d**h, homie what a for sure aim God damn it's a motherf**in' shame How n***as keep kickin' up my name You ain't nobody, I turn the book, rip the page I'm at the point where I'm about to get paid I crave for this, misbehave with him and draw down on him I had to learn, I had to stay focused This goes out, to you know who Who try to do what we do, and try to be like my crew You fake a** gangstas, you'll never be true This is Dogg Pound Gang (Soopafly, Kurupt and Snoop) So back up or get rolled on, we love to ride (We smoke kush, smoke purple 'cause we love to get high) 'Cause I'm [Chorus] I'm with my kinfolk, we blowin' big dope We on this big boat, this sh** is no joke We on the West Coast, yeah we got the best smoke Baby girl jumped out the boat and did the breast stroke And now a n***a floatin', but on a different note Cause 'Fly just flew in and cuz bought some different smoke So, so, tell me what a n***a paid I'll back-slap ya, I'm your papi, what that n***a say? You better keep it on the low or don't speak at all And tell Shameka and Konica I'ma freak 'em dog See when I ride up, you know I fire it up I throw a party on the block and get ya wired up See it's the big boss, I'm in the big house With the b**h who s** dick with the big mouth I set the big trap for the big mouse I left him stuck him for his cheese Now I breeze, n***a please, bang on [Chorus] Yeah, so so gangsta You know what time it is, we run this gangsta sh** West Coast to the fullest Dat n***a Daz, Soopafly, Kurupt, Snoop Dogg Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about n***a The ultimate gangsta crew Dogg Pound Gangsta, Crip