bitch when I knew I could fuck But the pussy ain't nuttin but a hold in me and nigga, fuck Snoop Dogg and Master P [Outro: Tha Realest talking over
my wife beater Drink a whole liter, get buzzed and clown [?] might wobble but he don't fall down Peace to Dogg Pound, let's have some fun Tha Alkaholiks
nigga Remember, I'm murderin niggas as a hobby Bodies get battered for fuckin with the best dogg dump With the tech-n-terror to fuckin chest start Do I give a fuck
my shit, and it don't quit Droppin on the one motherfucker put together, that's it A nigga wit a grip off that gangsta shit Wit a fat ass sack, some Tanquerey
y'all niggaz out there got that gangsta shit We got it Keep goin' on and on Don't stop, don't quit Uh, we give a fuck about a trick ass bitch Two niggaz
Chorus: x2] Yeah, we can set it straight Dogg Pound Gangstas nigga, yeah we heavyweights You got beef, we could set a date Nigga don't hesitate Fuckin
2: Daz] Glock 40, grip it tight, AK on the back seat Don't ask me shit, muhfuckaz don't like me And you, I don't like you too, so This is what I'm goin
when you wit a Corleone name it's a cold thang Cold name, cold game ya got ta get down cos if you don't then you can't represent the Pound Now it's like
s number one baller Man I don't give a fuck.. like, "Fuck it" High riders.. slide in the bucket Little momma all up on a nigga like a coat I got the perfect
Verse Three: Daz} Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long) Tell when (till the early morn) It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit (for the) The Dogg Pound
Back on tha streets again and strapped in I'm lookin for tha niggas wit tha wrong fingas up Nigga I don't give a fuck, nigga I don't give a fuck em Straight
wit a Corleone name it's a cold thang Cold name, cold game ya got ta get down Cuz if you don't then you can't represent the Pound Now it's like a sport
sex they tossin but guess what it cost em, they crossin me But before I give a nigga a 9 I'd rather give a nigga a mic and write him a rhyme {Chorus
I'm (Heavy) in the (D) UGHHHHHHHH!!! Ya boy still (Snoop) around Since a pup, I been (Kurupt) and I fuck with (Tha Dogg Pound) UGHH!! Roc Nation is the
same route as the day before Blessed wit perception, but don't know how my days a go Could see my nigga hittin wit some pay, a few days ago [Daz] Now
all my niggaz.. and all my bitches Throw your motherfuckin hands in the air And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck then throw your
the sex they tossin but guess what it cost em, they crossin me But before I give a nigga a 9 I'd rather give a nigga a mic and write him a rhyme Chorus