Artist: Dr. Dre featuring Dat Nigga Daz & Lady Of Rage[Lady Of Rage]
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All ways and forever, forever and all ways
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the rhythm will flow from now and through all days
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as long as the sun shines
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as long as Eisenours on the dime
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yo, I'll be kickin the rhyme
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One time for ya mind, your soul your body
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D-o-g's on the side of me, smooth as E & J
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hard as Bacardi smackin those yaddy-yacks and ducks keep quackin
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hands that are clappin end up cracklin
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under the heat the pressure from the one thats deffer
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Egyptian ruler will call me cleo ro Nefertiti yes indeedi
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got the eyes of the beedie-body from Tahiti
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voice of the will lyrics blow
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chills up ya spine thats illslow
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all thoughts in ya mind drop a yo
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came in the front but you be kicked through the back door
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for tryin to step, tryin to come incorrect
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tryin to play the left, tryin to start a mess
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tryin to cause fuss, tryin to raise a ruckus...Huh
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you'll end up ashes to ashes, dusk to dusk
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a busta you musta been fuckin on drugs
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and alcohol back off, all a yall up against the wall
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spread em, doggs go get em and
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cuff em and stuff em, cold shed em dont let em
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not a word, not another one heard
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if you try you die, visions blurred, speech slurred
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served with a cherry on top
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Rage in effect I just begun to rock
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Yeah rock on witcha bad self RAGE!
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rock on witcha bad self RAGE!
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Rock on witcha bad self RAGE!
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Rock on witcha bad self....
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[Dat Nigga Daz]
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Yo..Im Dat Nigga Daz who packs a tre-8 slug
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a true nigga from the hood and the pound gives love
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Yo see...niggas wanna be down but never came around
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so back up off my nuts and stop sweatin the pound
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you see niggas get broke off like 1,2,3
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cuz Im the D-A to the..(D-A-to the..)
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D-A- to the Z
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Now G'z pay attention to this young ass mack daddy
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in a caddy-haddy, not known about the city
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where the niggas hang around
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so I roll em up and hit em up wit the motherfuckin Dogg Pound
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[Kurupt]
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I'm rough and rugged and up till to the dirt
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I'm from the Dogg Pound nigga so Im puttin in work
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I'm no joke who the fuck you tryin to provoke
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(1-8-7)It's cool how his ass got smoked
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I don't drink no fuckin Vsop
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I drink the motherfuckin O.G., O-E
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Im from the clik that be kickin the gangsta shit bitch
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real niggas real G'z wit real big dicks
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I hit em up wit the Pound
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so what you wanna throw up
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claimin your cocaine or cavi when you blow up
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know what? the Pounds in the motherfuckin house
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back again we try to get high as we kin
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Dr.Dre be kickin phat rhymes and produce and kick shit
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I gets more wicked than Beetlejuice
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Motherfuckers get battered so scatter
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before I keep ya hostage a nigga hostage like the grim reaper
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so Im comin from my hood...what hood
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you really like to know motherfucker I thought you knew
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motherfucker dont you know Im stranded on the row
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I take a look into the crowd kick a style a flow
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I'm mashin, motherfuckers get murdered for action
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relax kid, your rollin wit a fuckin assasin
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outlasted did dirt the other day
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betray, the roll of a G, from the D-O double G
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P-o-u-n-d, Pound so bow-bow motherfuckin marks
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the execute the start, when the chronic gets sparked
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Im like bossin rough and rugged I'm raw like Raw Head,
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Wrecks I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead
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what said is all said its already spoke
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the dead is the dead I aint no fuckin joke
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I murder motherfuckers as a hobby
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one of my idols aint no joke so why in the fuck should I be
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Fly me to the Bahamas, ruff rhymer,
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dramas what your kickin, wicked is how Im a
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approach ya, the locster, whos quick to up and smoke ya
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your lookin like a smoka, grinnin like the joker
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I yolk ya from da back like a bitch talkin shit
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but a bitch aint shit, cuz a bitch aint shit
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but a ho and trick on my dick
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flip, lets take a trip to the Dogg Pound
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fools tryed to punk me when I was young but Im a hog now
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and I gets respect and I step wit a tec 9
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ready to put somethin up in that ass to give respect mine
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fool, Deatrow aint lynchin and the Pound aint mobbin
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we all dont give a fuck run in your crib and start robbin
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throbbin, I'll break a ni |