
Respect Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. Dr. Dre & Prince Ital Joe)
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[Intro: Dr. Dre]
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Huh, yeah...
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Uh, yeah...
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Huh, yeah...
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Huh, you can't see me, huh
Back up in that ass once again
Wit' some of Dat Nigga Daz shit
Beatin' up on your ear drums with some of that G-Funk
Some of that gangsta funk
Some of that ghetto funk
Call it what you want, just don't forget the G
Got Tha muthafuckin' Dogg Pound in the house
[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz & (Kurupt)]
Now, tell me what's poppin' in your head, my brother?
(What you wan' do? End up dead, muthafucka?)
I don't know why we got to kill each other
('Cause on the streets, it's do or die, muthafucka!)
Now, as a child I was raised in the church
Now, whatever possessed me to do the shit that I do to put you in the dirt?
I gives a fuck about a nigga on the streets
I'm runnin' '94, and I done ran '93
Unlike no hurdle, for the murders I committed in my homie fo' convertible
And not a soul saw who did it
As I lean to the side in my homie G-Ride
On a mission, fo' deep, Dogg Pound do or die
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Huh, yeah...
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Uh, yeah...
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Huh, yeah...
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya
Huh, you can't see me, huh
Back up in that ass once again
Wit' some of Dat Nigga Daz shit
Beatin' up on your ear drums with some of that G-Funk
Some of that gangsta funk
Some of that ghetto funk
Call it what you want, just don't forget the G
Got Tha muthafuckin' Dogg Pound in the house
[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz & (Kurupt)]
Now, tell me what's poppin' in your head, my brother?
(What you wan' do? End up dead, muthafucka?)
I don't know why we got to kill each other
('Cause on the streets, it's do or die, muthafucka!)
Now, as a child I was raised in the church
Now, whatever possessed me to do the shit that I do to put you in the dirt?
I gives a fuck about a nigga on the streets
I'm runnin' '94, and I done ran '93
Unlike no hurdle, for the murders I committed in my homie fo' convertible
And not a soul saw who did it
As I lean to the side in my homie G-Ride
On a mission, fo' deep, Dogg Pound do or die
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