Let’s Ryde 2 Night Tha Dogg Pound

[Intro: Daz Dillinger]
Gangsta

[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
A nigga starvin' and hungry with an appetite built for destruction
Get it off your chest, nigga, cockin' and bustin'
On sight, we rushin', AK's from Russia
We them niggas you love to hate 'cause we ghetto, now fuck 'em
Explode on them assholes
Enter the danger zone where the weather's so cold
I told the story again and again
On how it goes down way back when
You see, cuz told cuz that cuz caught a slug
Then cuz came back and gave it like it was
Now it's a nigga dead, 1-87 in progress
Now niggas know 'round here not to start shit

[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Murder murder, cock the burner, dump and then slide, nigga
That Dogg Pound gangsta shit bump in my ride, nigga
Me and my brother Drawz dippin' around the 'shaw
Me and my brother Hump got the semi and pump
Pushin' for the frontline, hit 'em up from behind
Hit 'em up every time, tiny Thai, born to die
Swoop and Lil' G Bop, let's go hit the money route
And see what the fuck these bitch niggas really talkin' 'bout
Me and my nigga Daz always out to get the cash
Soon as you see them niggas, you should just duck and dash
Before we come out with the nina, fly, buck and flash
Motherfuck 'em, Daz, hit the fire, cock, buck and blast