Tha Dogg Pound - Keepin' It Gangsta lyrics

[Kurupt:] Yeah that gangsta sh** always bangin' Supafly you sick fa this We goin' show them how the Dogg Pound Gangstaz bang and rock Yeah... Hey Sean let's bang this, turn it up, man Let me talk ta these n***az [Verse 1: Kurupt] Who you aimin' at, n***a? You know I got you Look me up to find Nosferatu You'll neva get away muthaf**a we after ya I drain MC's, poetical Dracula I take away your mind, body, soul and spirit Vampirin', I mutilate with words and lyrics I injure with verbs off herbs and spirits I'm everywhere like germs and spirits You could here me everywhere, day and night Like birds and crickets I got birds worth fourteen tickets You ain't got no money, no ridaz, no squad or b**hes Quit bullsh**tin', you ain't gotta lie ta kick it Rolled up on this n***a like, "n***a what up?" He said, "Ya name ain't Kurupt, n***a, ya name is Bankrupt", huh! First thing I did was just smirked and laughed I looked over at Daz and then we whoooped his a**! The present is the present and the past is the past And ta stay in the present you should learn this fast Dogg Pound is forever, you should learn this fast Fo' we flash in a flash, millimeters n' macs, n***a [Chorus:] [Daz] Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt] Bustaz banged on, ridaz pushin', that's what you betta do, n***a [Daz] Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt] Cause if ya don't, the millameters'll spark, and that's the end of the talk, we just... [Daz] Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt] All we know, through the highs 'n' lows is West Coast, muthaf**a, muthaf**a [Daz] Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt] Listen ta me, D-P-G-C, a n***a fly cause I just, keep, it, gangsta [Daz] Just keep it gangsta, n***a! [Verse 2: Daz] Glock 40, grip it tight, AK on the back seat Don't ask me sh**, muhf**az don't like me And you, I don't like you too, so This is what I'm goin' do Leave ya a** seasick, just like tha flu His temperature rise, and an*lyze and surprisin' you n***az on lockdown feel what I'm kickin' Them n***az sellin' that weight, yeah, pluck them chickens Get it like ya give it, give it how ya live it And when I'm full a that spinach the 20 inches spinnin' When the revolva click back On the fa-rilla my n***a ya don't want that A mainside n***a but I'm West Coast'd out Pistol in my hand and a blunt in my mouth What is the stat you amount n***a? I'm about them G's And blastin' on rats, we about that cheese From a G-a** n***a, behind the mask, behind tha trigga Layin' 'em down, muhf**a what you figure? [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lady Of Rage] I'm not the Dogg Pound Gangsta crip But I'm that chick from the Dogg Pound Gangsta Click And I'm tha chick that'll dog these wa*kstaz quick Big body on that Dogg Pound gangsta sh** Now when I go bananas Ya'll goin' need ta go get tha Sopranaz Any mob, any gang, wear the blue bandanaz Goin' let you know I bang straight from the gate See these flows f** it up like it was a case a weight, now In 'n outta state, I Bend 'em outta shape, I Wipe 'em off my slate, I Clean 'em off my plate, I Squash these kids, eat 'em like sausages Roll, where my dogz at? Here's a snausage? Here's a treat For your appetite of lyrical roughness The toughtest, bustaz, still "can't touch this." [MC Hammer sample] f** this sh**, ya'll must of forgotten I still give it to ya like I gave his only begotten, son Spit mo' sh** than a little bit, huh? Whatever ha, I'm so raw I'm pissy drunk Punks jump up to get laid flat out Cause lyrically and literally Rage stay strapped It's the big payback, so jump, if you're feelin froggish and leap But I don't just keep doggin' tha beat Kapeesh? Sweat the the technique that I just freaked I'm bringin' raw heat, have enough ta cook ya raw meat [Chorus]