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INTRO:(DAZ talking)
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Back in your ass with a twenty sack.Straight up,Dogg Pound Gangstas in
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effect for the 9-5 y'know?We been havin a little confrontation with a lot
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of motherfuckers out there and,but y'know they just can't do the thangs
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that we seem to do.And the things that we seem to do is make platinum
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hits!Straight u,motherfuckers can't even fade me.
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VERSE 1:(DAT NIGGA DAZ)
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N-N-Now who the hell wanna phase me?
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To make me act a complete fool lately
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It's been cruel,my mentality plus don't helps me cope
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With no smoke,I'm depressed and easily to provoke
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..45's and Nines I'm heated,me and Kurupt puffin on a Berry all day
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Repeatedly and immediately in the days we stoned and phased
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In the back of the truck lies a gauge,be any buster
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Acting brave,maybe I can see what no other rapper assault
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With my skills to murder em all
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And can't be friendly when you know I'm after ya
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Got the heart to balst at'cha,matter-of-fact
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To capture those who don't belong be on the strong
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Gots to pack up and jet,booty rappers don't have long
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Now can I get a witness?My riches attract women wit' class
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That nigga Daz is about to mash all over da cash
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Blast to dash,me in the getaway car now
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Known rap stars turn to outlaws,wanted for the murder
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Of Rudi ??? fuck y'all,Dogg Pound Gangsta click
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To represent Dogg Pound to the fullest cos I'm
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CHORUS:(SNOOP DOGG)
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Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
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So when you see the D-O-double G,sleep creep low
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I see through you but you can't see me
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I see through you oh so clearly
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REPEAT 1/2
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VERSE 2:(KURUPT)
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N-N-Now ya escapade and ya (?beltin rave?),masqueradin
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Around town like ya paid,so where's the stack?
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Attract the wrong eyes to the Buick out back
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Now I'm a dump until I feel I made ya lungs collapse
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The assembly for dismemberin when I'm strapped
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Off Hennessey I blast that ass to Tennessee and back
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Who's that?I'm hopin I'm about to bust this fool's back open
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I'm laid back scopin,but don't open
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The three main ingredients to the plot
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Some weed;my nigga D-A-Z;and some heat cocked
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I just concoct the schemes,the perfect team
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We take gettin paid to the extreme,it seems that I'm a
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Bring a little more than the drama,come dash
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Two litres and Daz down to mash cos I'm
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CHORUS
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VERSE 3:(MALIK AKA HERSEY LOCC)
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Now that I open my eyes to no surprise to these imitations
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But I keep my mind disguised when in elevation
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No hesitation,the ground beneath my crack o'sacks
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(?Rib behind my back and then I bring ya blue?)
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Bring the blacks straps front-to-black
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So what you want with that?
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It comes with a ticket for you till they stone flat
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Hos say that "I like your cyco-azz,trigger fast nigga
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So when I see you rub my head to flow that's how the shit go"
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Shit hit the fan goddamn,kill or see killed,it never phase me
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Topics flow on regular cos topic happen daily
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Now what amaze me?Was poppin on down my hat
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And now I come strapped with some of these thunder raps
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Like this,uncut then I get uncocked
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I (?paralese?) for some reason that keeps gettin a lot
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Now put this on some of that and put that to a stop
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But you can put that on me
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Because I sold the ki to the beef
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And as you can see never early,ya late,collaborate professional need
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Now peep as I drop bombs on ya Moms like songs
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When I'm rainin no pain,no gain when I'm maintainin
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This lyrical explosion and my nigga Daz on react
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With this track got'cha open,poetical graffiti
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Hershey gotta pound for ya town and delete to the needy
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Lyrics to test drugs like P-C-P
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And I ain't lie till I die D-P-G-C and I stay
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CHORUS x 2 1/2
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(SNOOP DOGG)
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You murderer,you murderer
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CHORUS
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Murderer
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REPEAT x 3
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OUTRO:(DAZ)
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That's what I'm sayin y'know?Still puttin it down like we suppose to.Every
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day,all day,it don't stop and it don't quit,so pack up your shh and bail
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outta dime.Ha Ha!
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Cyco-Lic-No (Bitch Azz Niggaz)
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Tha Dogg Pound |