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Daz Thang (Daz Dillinger) · We Don't Die, We Multiply (Rodney Kendrick) · We Don't Die, We Multiply (Rodney Kendrick) · Dillinger (Dillinger) · Dillinger & Young Gotti (Tha Dogg Pound) · Multiply (Jamie Lidell) · Under Heavy Manners: The Best of Dillinger (Dillinger) · Gangster Prankster & Rasta: The Prime of Dillinger (Dillinger) · Multiply Additions (Jamie Lidell) · Multiply Additions (Jamie Lidell) – and 90 other albums »


[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
ya can't get out, and you mad as hell
Say "Biatch," that'll make ya sound for real

[Daz Dillinger]
Haha..
Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody
ya can't get out, and you mad as hell
Say "Biatch," that'll make ya sound for real

[Daz Dillinger]
Haha..
Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody
of the cities of the gangsters and bud
Or you can get bad oh who they thought you was

Ooh damn back by a popular demand
Daz Dillinger back in effect homey
feel the dust
Let 'em do what we gotta do, fuckin' shit up
Let it be known, Daz Dillinger, rough to the bone
And all alone through ya neighborhood
through you like that
Now you know Eastside is where we hang
Got the one nine loc and doing the thang
Don't make curb serving, dub or die
Taking
ya can't get out, and you mad as hell
Say "Biatch," that'll make ya sound for real

[Daz Dillinger]
Haha..
Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody
It's been a long time since you've heard from us
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger and young Gotti Kurupt
And now we back wit a little rhyme
We can't stop
of the cities of the gangsters and bud
Or you can get bad oh who they thought you was

Ooh damn back by a popular demand
Daz Dillinger back in effect homey
[Daz]
Ready?
Yeah... we back
Daz Dillinger in the game
Death Row, in the house

Lettin why'all know, we ain't went nowhere, we right here
In
[Chorus - Daz Dillinger] 2x
All my niggas won't you Crip with me
All my bitches won't you Crip with me
If you ain't Crippin, you my e-ne-my
Everybody
fresh pimp
And all my nigga
We all in
And everything
Is on a hoe
And some of you niggas
Just don't know

Daz:
I said you just don't know
I said you just
knives and bizats
Whup an nigga ass like that

RAW
Rizanium willin murder and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt
We don't give a fuck
RAW
Rizanium
ya can't get out, and you mad as hell
Say "Biatch," that'll make ya sound for real

[Daz Dillinger]
Haha..
Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody
up)
He put it down for me now I'ma always rhyme for him
We last, outcast everybody who ask us
Don't pass the test, now who the best?

Daz &
tha rulez
Brothaz and cash, ? tha gram, fuccin tha ? 
Don't yo know we tha chit off in tha boulevard
Don't you know niggaz die datz tha playin hard
Oh
I do it by my lonely cause I'm true to the code 
Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I really know 
Who started with me, who departed with
a nut, waitin 'to erupt
No remorse, as we bust, let you feel the dust
Let us do what we gotta do, it's fuckin it up
Let it be known, Daz Dillinger rough
[Kurupt]

Yeah Yeah
Gangsta like, uh huh
To all my O.G.'s and all my Y.G.'s
Daz Dillinger, Daz kurupt (dat nigga daz!)

[Xzibit]

I move bricks
motherfuckin' man

Means, means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherfuckin' man

Yeah, gangsta shit, Kurupt Young Gotti
Daz Dillinger, Jayo, Face
Fuck
{*inhaling and coughing*}
Beans, Beanie Sigel, yeah
Daz Dillinger, Dat Nigga Daz, bitches

I gotta little bit of somethin that you'll never understand
With
that did multiply 

We gettin kinda deep,yeah the crew and I 

[Kurupt] And who am I? 

[Snoop] And who am I? 

That crazy motherfucker from the DPG,
Ballz part two huh?
Peep game broadcasting
Provided by mother fucking emina huh?

[Daz Dillinger] (in background)
Enema!!!

[W Ballz D.J.]
a nut, waitin 'to erupt
No remorse, as we bust, let you feel the dust
Let us do what we gotta do, it's fuckin it up
Let it be known, Daz Dillinger rough
revealing (what?), we sold two million (damn!) 

Willingly we survived, willingly we strived 

We all multiply, Dogg Pound 'till we die 

I thought you