Nate Dogg - Dogg Pound 4 Life lyrics

[Intro/ Snoop & Daz] Busta a** n***as, busta a** n***as Lets ride on they a** I be back in about 30 minutes Long beach city, n***a! Get your a** in the car n***a [Daz] We won,we won and than we shot that BB gun! And they loss, and they loss now we took they sh** now it's time to floss [Verse 1: Kurupt] Before I even step motherf**ers hit the deck I get's reck with a tech so cash in like checks, fool I gots my own back & a strap But if it calls for that I got my n***a Kenny Mack Swift as the wind the Mac 10 is in my n***as clutches So bust this, we rush this punk a** n***a I knew he was a f**ing punk So then I tapped Daz, go and pop the f**ing truck He steps back in with the Tech And I'm all puffing on blunts Ready to get recked Even though I knew he had a Mac 10 on I gave a f** And stuck the Tech out the window ready to let loose Get some gin and juice and then tell Snoop to come scoop Check me out, peep how all who withstand Step so quick and slowly sink like quicksand Murder that's what I be yelling I'm peeping your people now two f**in hoods the villain Whether I'm a see a G or a B.G Sporting locs and a beenie trying to mad dog you can't see me Now I can bust a cap and split em up Or ready to get em up What's up with that Dogg Pound Like n***a then I hit em up Now you know what's up with Kurupt, right n***as don't give a f** I'm headed for the Westside [Bridge: Snoop] Now this spots owned by the motherf**ing D.O. double g P.O.U.N.D. so I see no other choice But to roll with the homicide For all this drama make you and your Momma die [Hook] This is Dogg Pound for life This is Dogg Pound for life n***a I just don't give a f** This is Dogg Pound for life This is Dogg Pound for life n***a we just don't give a sh** [Verse 2: Daz Dillinger] Now before I bail, as I raise up a few sags Fresh the zig-zag rapped and grapped my cavy sack Tote a strap in my lap because the fueds is on One of these n***as got caught slipping Now the Eastside's a war zone Now, for the Old G's, the old G's, L.O.C.s Selling Cavy on the spots, late nights Who gives a f** about another n***a, just Tha Pound for life I got the beat, bangs, rocks on many blocks Sellin' my nuts like crazy at the sales, never stop I sow my paper stacking so I have to rush me a B and sh** I live the life that I live Yeah, bust greatest of them all a hustler I play my game like the gangster had no love from no buster It musta been like the dream I moved from Saggs to Queens, from Oz's to ki's Now I'm known through the hood as the O.G Never known no more cavy car, no B.G I put this sag down, I put my bang down, I start to set trip why Cause this is Dogg Pound So now you know about that n***a D.A.Z., where you from Eastside till I dizzie, L.B.C [Hook: Snoop Dogg] [Verse 3: Snoop Doggy Dogg] b**h, meditate to my flow, as I mob down the 'Row Yo, boy it's a G with the blast degree 187 ain't sh** but a mess to me I've seen a lot of n***as "come up" a few n***as "done up" Some rest in peace with the Khakis that be trip for this But it's the Eastside gunnin, a who-ride thang If we bang to the boogie then we boogie to the bang I bring you the mothaf**in' .38 Just get the emcee and my homey Nate So we can ride, glide, dippin' and slide As I take you on a trip, make a ride, Eastside [Hook] [Outro: Daz Dillinger] You're lying in hell Where your homeboys dwell There's no way to escape, there's no way you can escape So rest in peace, b**h Dogg Pound Gangsters