Push Bacc Tha Dogg Pound

[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Oh, what a great day!
The reuniting of Tha Dogg Pound!
Oh, it has come together, it's time
Everybody waited, everybody knew it was gonna happen
But now the Archbishop Don Magic Juan has christened it
I have prayed, I bowed and asked the Lord:
Bring California together!

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Give me a - piece of mind, a nickel, a .9
Somethin' to chip a nigga from ankle to spine
We mobbin' niggas, if they try to bring up the past
Unless they talkin' 'bout '95 Kurupt and Daz
Unless they talk about '92, 3, or 4
We shatterin' motherfuckers like car windows
Did you know we was back? Back in the 'Lac
Tossin' sacks back and forth like a quarterback, jack
Bitches eat dicks like pickles
If I'ma go out, I'm goin' out like Brian Nichols
I'm sick of the games, nigga, I'm sick and deranged
Poppin' that bullshit will get you hit with them thangs
I'm sick with them thangs, I ain't got no patience left
Without a pistol, light niggas like crystal meth
You thought niggas was a joke 'cause of the liqour and smoke?
Quicker to knock niggas, sicker than leukemia, loc