
One By One Tha Dogg Pound
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[Kurupt]
Now, I can't trust none of these hoes nowadays
'Cause they be runnin' 'round wit' that shit called AIDS
And every girl I meet nowadays is hood
So I can't to do them what I would to do you, so...
Another session.. checkin' session
Dogg Pound Gangstaz
[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz]
I'm on top of the world!
Wit' niggas wit' perms and jheri curls
Runnin' around town wit' tha flyest girls (Yeah!)
Ain't no place like home, nigga, that I can call my own
Smokin' dub sacks, from quarter pounds down to ozones
(Who you?) I'm Dat Nigga D-A-to-tha-Z (Uh-huh)
A muthafuckin' playa from Tha D-P-to-tha-G
[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Connectin' lyrics like dot-to-dot, connectin' blocks
I concoct vocals that's liable to make ya heart stop
Termination completed, and I'm out like the seasons (Pew!)
Murderin' MC's for no fuckin' apparent reason (Muthafucka!)
This lyricist kicks lyrics
So intent to disable to kill your whole vocal existence
Again, for instance, the murderous methods of my ridin'
To Thunderdome, nigga's head I'm squabbin'
Shit! All I know is you could talk that talk (It'z Dogg Pound!)
And you best to be able to walk that walk
Because we ride right, daylight or after midnight
Game Trump tight, down to dump on sight
Call me da sniper wit' mo' chips than Wesley Snipes
Niggas oppose me? They get cracked like the pipe
Born in the East, raised a G on the West
Westside, smokin' and rollin' wit' a S on my chest, nigga!
Now, I can't trust none of these hoes nowadays
'Cause they be runnin' 'round wit' that shit called AIDS
And every girl I meet nowadays is hood
So I can't to do them what I would to do you, so...
Another session.. checkin' session
Dogg Pound Gangstaz
[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz]
I'm on top of the world!
Wit' niggas wit' perms and jheri curls
Runnin' around town wit' tha flyest girls (Yeah!)
Ain't no place like home, nigga, that I can call my own
Smokin' dub sacks, from quarter pounds down to ozones
(Who you?) I'm Dat Nigga D-A-to-tha-Z (Uh-huh)
A muthafuckin' playa from Tha D-P-to-tha-G
[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Connectin' lyrics like dot-to-dot, connectin' blocks
I concoct vocals that's liable to make ya heart stop
Termination completed, and I'm out like the seasons (Pew!)
Murderin' MC's for no fuckin' apparent reason (Muthafucka!)
This lyricist kicks lyrics
So intent to disable to kill your whole vocal existence
Again, for instance, the murderous methods of my ridin'
To Thunderdome, nigga's head I'm squabbin'
Shit! All I know is you could talk that talk (It'z Dogg Pound!)
And you best to be able to walk that walk
Because we ride right, daylight or after midnight
Game Trump tight, down to dump on sight
Call me da sniper wit' mo' chips than Wesley Snipes
Niggas oppose me? They get cracked like the pipe
Born in the East, raised a G on the West
Westside, smokin' and rollin' wit' a S on my chest, nigga!
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