Prince Ital Joe (Kurupt):
Yeah, Death Row (give it up, one time)
Yes, to the man sing
Them all beats they're crucial (give it up)
Dogg Pound vicinity
Nobody moves, freeze!, nobody gets hurt
Shoot first and ask questions later
The motto, lyrically, artically, rip it...

Daz:
Stop and listen, catch a grip and realize, with your two eyes
The prize, nigga, is keep striving for more
I broke laws, defied many, show skills of a rider when few was thick
Revolved around forty-four niggas for the rep
Swept the whole block with the Mack-90, automatic semi-tech
Now the whole shit is respect
Slowly but surely homies catching death wishes, and laugh
You're trying to catch a check you can't cash
I do it, for the rep' and the name, and for the hood that I claim
After the kill, it's remains the same
The composure, gangsterness, it's got me, still down to bang
Who can come close to the most notorious gang of 'em all
Dogg Pound, amazing Rage, rough and raw (DPG)
The conversation ain't much, now what up?
You're yapping and you're scrapping and you got a gap from the gat
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