[Kurupt]



Gangsta shit, I'ma show you how the gangsters do it



Word to mother, Kurupt Young Gotti



Excuse me for a second while I blow, on this bomb



{*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 double deuce, double up, hammer in hand



Got so many different advances, different chances



lead to different circumstances, enhancements



Calibers, mental mind gallagher, shells



Hit niggaz like hammers hit nails



I'm Apocalypse 6000, I remember that hoe



Bitch don't you owe me 6000?I'm countin(?) to ten







[Rosco]



I slide through on some ol' outlandish shit



And roll up anybody on some skanless shit



Many try to be I, wanna bang the gang



Screamin our name, the Dogg Pound Gangsta gang



They call me Young Rosco, young and ho-stile



If it ain't on D's, then I can't even ride yo



I'm so caught up in the streets I need to lie low



And I'm runnin out of sheets, to weed that I blow







[Chorus]



Best run, getcha guns, spittin dum dum



slugs at the thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none



Here we come, best run, spittin dum dum



slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none



Here we come, best run, spittin dum dum



slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none



Here we come, best run, spittin dum dum



slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none







[Beanie Sigel]



The Gooch is back, the hold up man with deuce gat



(Blow up fam) You fold up fan, you're fruit cat



Niggaz gettin swoll up, plans for loose tracks



When I roll up fam (yeah nigga) produce scraps (kick in)



You know I'm all about the street dollars



Follow your trail and blaze niggaz with +techs+ like 'Sheed Wallace



They say the streets talk and I ain't hearin a word



Feet to the ground got my ear to the curb



Roll with niggaz disappear in them burbs



Pop up appear with them birds, in darkness prepare you for worst



(Listen) - in other words stop talkin



I slim up your legs, curl up your hands, nigga you stop walkin



when the fifth stain leave shit stains off in



your Pampers, get your shit bag changed often



You niggaz soft and the fifth lift chains off often



Get your block chalked when the glock start barkin







[Chorus]







[Daz]



Who wanna get 'em up?Nigga let's get 'em up



Why the fuck they act like you know, and so we did 'em up



When the uz' bruise I serve crews, act like you know



Rude bwoy tryin to walk in these shoes



I ain't impressed off dues with that bullshit, I pull quick



And y'all dumb hoes suck dick - she just a bitch



I hit the switch and peel out, and wheel out, throw up a (?)



I get shit, get get done with it, and so I get out



The smallest of my hustle so I floss off bones



Pay the cost of the death, watch you die when you step



Seven to ten niggaz drop when they step



Don't sweat the technique or get chin-checked







[???]



Pimpin never gave a fuck, Sigel Daz and Kurupt



Rosco, (??) you can't bite my shit, it causes fiascoes



My rhymes is designed, drinkin tobasco



I'm dippin, rollin, that's the way the (?) bowl



D.P.G.'s bowl, R.O.C. soul



controllin, foldin, suckers like envelopes



Rollin on hundred spokes, smokin on a pound of smoke







[Chorus]







[Kurupt]



Dogg Pound Gangstaville, where the gangsters at



Sigel came to roll through and smoke us out



So what's wrong with that?Nigga, ha?Yeah



Daz Dillinger, yo, the one-shotter



Shootin niggaz down cause it's nuttin



The first nigga to take off, nigga boulder boy



Yo, Kurupt Young Gotti, ha?



You know that nigga, that one nigga, set it off on ya



Pleezbelieveit ya bitch



I know bitches when I see a bitch and youse a bitch



And bitches get treated like bitches..







Roc-A-Fella, Dogg Pound nigga!