[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Now, here's the perfect mix to let it bubble and foam
Wait three seconds, then watch the microphone get blown
It's the mischievous lyrical genius on the loose
And I pack the deuce-deuce of some ackrite juice
I'm in my own space and time
The elevation of my rhymes elevates your mind
It's a clear blue sky, and a clear blue day
For a G from D.P.G to wear clear blue and gray
I come, I came, I am, I ain't
The nigga ya wants to fuck wit', get peeled like paint
Bottoms up! Nigga, give it all ya got
From the bottom to the top, or get shanked, get shot!
Provocative footage of this lyrical abuse
Transgression from this infectious interlude
They on the loose, and unstoppable
Daz — my muthafuckin' nigga from back in the past!
[Verse 2: Dat Nigga Daz]
Now, imagine yourself in a bottomless pit
Wit' no way your climbin' out, and this ain't the punishment
Deadly as crystal crack, how should I react?
Wit' intentions to keep on mashin', strap for strap
Is this my boundary from county to county?
Your homies wanna try to soak me like Bounty?
Dogg Pound Gangsta all day, all night
Partyin' like a muthafucka now all night
For the simple fact I been wantin' to serve yo' whole fuckin' crew
Now, whatchu wanna do? (Whatchu wanna do, nigga?)
Hold up your weapon, slowly steppin'
Caught your homie straight slippin'
You shoulda known from the jump, nigga, that I was trippin'
I gets to bustin'! (Blaow-blaow!)
You get to duckin'! (Blaow-blaow!)
Dogg Pound Gangsta gets to dippin' in da cut!
My performance is enormous, the way that I stayed upon 'em
I catch 'em and let 'em have it, wassup wit' my opponents?
I hold it down for the two-one, I'll be gunned down by no one
Forever I reign — top Dogg number one!
My rhymes is self-explainable, a Dogg that's untrainable
Uncontainable, my mind state's so strainable, huh!
Now, here's the perfect mix to let it bubble and foam
Wait three seconds, then watch the microphone get blown
It's the mischievous lyrical genius on the loose
And I pack the deuce-deuce of some ackrite juice
I'm in my own space and time
The elevation of my rhymes elevates your mind
It's a clear blue sky, and a clear blue day
For a G from D.P.G to wear clear blue and gray
I come, I came, I am, I ain't
The nigga ya wants to fuck wit', get peeled like paint
Bottoms up! Nigga, give it all ya got
From the bottom to the top, or get shanked, get shot!
Provocative footage of this lyrical abuse
Transgression from this infectious interlude
They on the loose, and unstoppable
Daz — my muthafuckin' nigga from back in the past!
[Verse 2: Dat Nigga Daz]
Now, imagine yourself in a bottomless pit
Wit' no way your climbin' out, and this ain't the punishment
Deadly as crystal crack, how should I react?
Wit' intentions to keep on mashin', strap for strap
Is this my boundary from county to county?
Your homies wanna try to soak me like Bounty?
Dogg Pound Gangsta all day, all night
Partyin' like a muthafucka now all night
For the simple fact I been wantin' to serve yo' whole fuckin' crew
Now, whatchu wanna do? (Whatchu wanna do, nigga?)
Hold up your weapon, slowly steppin'
Caught your homie straight slippin'
You shoulda known from the jump, nigga, that I was trippin'
I gets to bustin'! (Blaow-blaow!)
You get to duckin'! (Blaow-blaow!)
Dogg Pound Gangsta gets to dippin' in da cut!
My performance is enormous, the way that I stayed upon 'em
I catch 'em and let 'em have it, wassup wit' my opponents?
I hold it down for the two-one, I'll be gunned down by no one
Forever I reign — top Dogg number one!
My rhymes is self-explainable, a Dogg that's untrainable
Uncontainable, my mind state's so strainable, huh!
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