Best Run Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. Beanie Sigel & Roscoe)

(Kurupt)
Gangsta shit, I'ma show you how the gangsters do it
Word to mother, Kurupt Young Gotti
Excuse me for a second while I blow, on this bomb
{*inhaling and coughing*}
Beans, Beanie Sigel, yeah
Daz Dillinger, Dat Nigga Daz, bitches

I gotta little bit of somethin that you'll never understand
With that double deuce, double up, hammer in hand
Got so many different advances, different chances
Lead to different circumstances, enhancements
Calibers, mental mind gallagher, shells
Hit niggas like hammers hit nails
I'm Apocalypse 6000, I remember that hoe
Bitch don't you owe me 6000? I'm countin(?) to ten

(Rosco)
I slide through on some ol' outlandish shit
And roll up anybody on some skanless shit
Many try to be I, wanna bang the gang
Screamin our name, the Dogg Pound Gangsta gang
They call me Young Rosco, young and ho-stile
If it ain't on D's, then I can't even ride yo
I'm so caught up in the streets I need to lie low
And I'm runnin out of sheets, to weed that I blow