Lyrics:
run
To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the streets to Long Beach
Just so I could meet
run
To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the streets to Long Beach
Just so I could meet
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
You never thought that Keith Sweat would hook up with the Dogg Pound
Gangster's finest, take time and listen
Come get with me 'cause we on a mission
You never thought that Keith Sweat would hook up with the Dogg Pound
Gangster's finest, take time and listen
Come get with me 'cause we on a mission
your wins down like a pronoun
on the phone touch me and my click Tha Dogg Pound
throw your hands up you wanna fuckin toss
I'm that guy land of the lost
Tell them hoes I got alot and if I make it rain now
It ain't gon' step till Next Friday like Mike Epps
I ride 4's like my name was J - Dogg
So let
beat ride
In your G ride
We gettin' me right
Hittin' with that Dogg Pound "C" life
Now it's I, with that stylish flow
So niggas step back or heads
gunna make me unload and slap the other clip in reload
You wanna go toe to toe
Sit my pistol down on ground on the pound nigga hell no
I must stay
gunna make me unload and slap the other clip in reload
You wanna go toe to toe
Sit my pistol down on ground on the pound nigga hell no
I must stay
to Wallace and Shakur, keep your ammo clean, tech polished in tha draw, cameras by tha hamper that moniter tha floor, by now you probably heard of me, fresh
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
gangstering, it's got me, still down to bang
Who can get close to the most notorious gang of 'em all
Dogg Pound, amazing Rage, rough and raw (DPG)
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
to you (Oh, hey)
Here's to you (Oh, hey)
Here's to you (Oh, yeah, Ah ha)
Look, Dogg Pound Gangstas, we gotta dump off
Unless you wanna hear that pump
shot sugar Dogg Pound
Can make it with my homie
Get you bleed into Oaktown
Cause I get sick with it
And they don't why
Cause I get sick with it
I'll make ya cootie cat scream
Didn't I turn ya on like a phone you lovin'
that Doggy Dogg meaty bone
When ya moan ya whole voice tone make me wanna
put
Gotti!'
Later man! (Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Yeah I hear the West Coast (Summertime) yeah put it down
They call me Roscoe by the way just so you know (Dogg
Ah yeah, we back in this muthafucka
Toast to my nigga Low MB, my nigga Flipside
And I’m Bust Stop
We got Kurupt from the Dogg
Pound in this
around, bang, dogg pound gang swang
Why with me, let me show ya how D.P. do G.C. that
That's Kurupt, Nate, Snoop, the homies might flash
Kick, pack, send it
motherfucking gimp
I get down damn, runnin' from damn town
Dogghouse nigga, Dogg Pound, bound
How you motherfuckers like me now when I do it like?
Bust
In your G ride
We gettin' me right
Hittin' with that Dogg Pound "C" life
Now it's I, with that stylish flow
So niggas step back or heads get
the heat around, bang, dogg pound gang sweing
Why with me, let me show ya how D.P. do G.C. that
That's Kurupt, Nate, Snoop
The homies might flash
Kick,
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