Tha Dogg Pound - Dogg Pound 4 Life Lyrics

(Busta ass niggas)
(Busta ass niggas)
(Let's ride on they ass)
(I be back in about thirty minutes)
(Long Beach city, nigga, haha)
(Get your ass in the car, nigga)

We won, we won
And then we shot that BB gun
And they lost, and they lost
Now we took they shit, now it's time to floss

Before I even step, motherfuckers hit the deck
I gets reck' with a TEC, so cash in like checks, fool
I gots my own back in a scrap
But if it calls for that, I got my nigga Kenny Mack (biatch)
Swift as the wind, the MAC-10's in my nigga's clutches
So bust this, we rush this broke ass nigga
I knew he was a fuckin' punk
So then I tapped Daz, go and pop the fuckin' truck
He steps back in with TEC
And I'm all pumped, puffin' on blunts, ready to get reck'
Even though I knew he had a MAC-10, know I gave a fuck
And stuck the TEC 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 yellin'
I'm peeping your people, now two fuckin' hoods done bailed in
Wonderin' if he's G or a B-G, sportin' locs and a beanie
Tryna mad dog, you can't see me
Now I could bust a cap and split 'em up, I'm ready to get 'em up
I said, "what that Dogg Pound like, nigga?" Then I hit 'em up
Now you niggas know what's up with Kurupt (right)
Niggas don't give a fuck, I'm headed for the Westside

Now this spot's owned by the motherfuckin' 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 sure you and your mama die

This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
Nigga, I just don't give a fuck
This is Dogg Pound for life, nigga
This is Dogg Pound for life
Nigga, we just don't give a shit

Now before I bails, I blaze up a few sacks
Freshly Zig-Zag wrapped and grab my cavi sack
Tote a strap in my lap because the feud is on
One of these niggas got caught slippin', now the Eastside's a war zone
Known for the OGs
D-O-Gs, L-O-Cs
Sellin' cavi on the spot, late nights
Who gives a fuck about another nigga, this Tha Pound for life
I got the biggest (uh-huh), fattest (like what), rocks on any block
Sellin' my dubs like crazy and the sales never stop
I saw my paper stackin', so I had to rush me a Benz, shit
I love the life that I live
Yeah, was the greatest of 'em all (a hustler)
I ran my game like a gangster, had no room for no busters
It musta been like a dream
I moved from sacks to grams, from O-Z's to ki's (big balls)
Now I'm known through the hood as the O-G
Never no more can be called no B-G
I put this sack down, I put my bang down
I start to set trip (why?) 'Cause this is Dogg Pound
So now you know about that nigga D-A-Z
(And where you from?) Eastside 'til I dizzie, L-B-C

This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life, nigga
Nigga, I just don't give a fuck
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
Motherfucka, I just don't give a fuck
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life, bitch
Call it what you want, Dogg Pound's the gang
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
Nigga, we just don't give a shit (biatch)

Meditate to my flow, as I mob down the row
Yo, boy is it loony where the grass is greener
1-8-7 ain't shit but a misdemeanor
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, a few niggas done up
Some rest in peace with their khakis heavy creased
But it's an Eastside thang, a who-ride thang
If we bang to the boogie then we boogie to the (bang)
I bring you the mothafuckin' .38
Just get the MC and my homie Nate
So we can ride, slide, slippity-slide
As I take you on a trip, nigga, ride, Eastside

This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
Nigga, we still don't give a fuck
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
Mothafucka, we still don't give a fuck

You will lie in hell
Where your dead homeboys dwell
There's no way to escape
There's no way you can escape
So rest in peace, bitch
Anybody's killa
Dogg Pound Gangstas