We Gitt Tha Dogg Pound

[Chorus: Daz Dillinger]
We get high, we get drunk
We get loaded, we fucked up
We get high, we got blunts
We got money, we fucked up
We get high, we get drunk
We get loaded, we fucked up
We get high, we got blunts
We got money, we fucked up

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Look, a couple words to describe myself
A pint of Henn I prescribe myself
Hit up the weed doc, run up in the weed spot
Hit up the weed doc, run up in the weed spot
Get me some purple haze in a jar and that aftershock
Get some purple haze in a jar and that aftershock
Cyanide hash, getting money with Daz
Sitting at the house counting mattresses full cash
Getting high

[Verse 2: Daz Dillinger, Kurupt]
I'm blowing big smoke, chillin’ with my kinfolk
6-6 Impala, nigga, ridin' on them 100 spokes
Windows up, AC off
You got weed, nigga? Uh, can it make me cough?
We smoking ounce for ounce, and pound for pound
You put it in my face and we gon' smoke it down
808 sub in your speaker, rollin’ heatseekers
Getting high, no lie, new colors be tweakin', C, C, C, C
I smoke and smoke, my homie Kurupt drank
He got bottles, nigga, see, I got the dank
Put 'em together, got a hella combination, we Tha Dogg Pound G's
(Daz and Kurupt, nigga, smoking and drinking)