Intro:(daz talking)



Back in your ass with a twenty sack.straight up,dogg pound gangstas in



Effect for the 9-5 yknow? we been havin a little confrontation with a lot



Of motherfuckers out there and,but yknow they just cant do the thangs



That we seem to do.and the things that we seem to do is make platinum



Hits!straight u,motherfuckers cant even fade me.







Verse 1:(dat nigga daz)



N-n-now who the hell wanna phase me?



To make me act a complete fool lately



Its been cruel,my mentality plus dont helps me cope



With no smoke,im depressed and easily to provoke



..45s and nines Im heated,me and kurupt puffin on a berry all day



Repeatedly and immediately in the days we stoned and phased



In the back of the truck lies a gauge,be any buster



Acting brave,maybe I can see what no other rapper assault



With my skills to murder em all



And cant be friendly when you know Im after ya



Got the heart to balst atcha,matter-of-fact



To capture those who dont belong be on the strong



Gots to pack up and jet,booty rappers dont have long



Now can I get a witness? my riches attract women wit class



That nigga daz is about to mash all over da cash



Blast to dash,me in the getaway car now



Known rap stars turn to outlaws,wanted for the murder



Of rudi ? ? ? fuck yall,dogg pound gangsta click



To represent dogg pound to the fullest cos im







Chorus:(snoop dogg)



Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz



So when you see the d-o-double g,sleep creep low



I see through you but you cant see me



I see through you oh so clearly



Repeat 1/2







Verse 2:(kurupt)



N-n-now ya escapade and ya (? beltin rave? ),masqueradin



Around town like ya paid,so wheres the stack?



Attract the wrong eyes to the buick out back



Now Im a dump until I feel I made ya lungs collapse



The assembly for dismemberin when Im strapped



Off hennessey I blast that ass to tennessee and back



Whos that? im hopin Im about to bust this fools back open



Im laid back scopin,but dont open



The three main ingredients to the plot



Some weed;my nigga d-a-z;and some heat cocked



I just concoct the schemes,the perfect team



We take gettin paid to the extreme,it seems that Im a



Bring a little more than the drama,come dash



Two litres and daz down to mash cos im







Chorus







Verse 3:(malik aka hersey locc)



Now that I open my eyes to no surprise to these imitations



But I keep my mind disguised when in elevation



No hesitation,the ground beneath my crack osacks



(? rib behind my back and then I bring ya blue? )



Bring the blacks straps front-to-black



So what you want with that?



It comes with a ticket for you till they stone flat



Hos say that "i like your cyco-azz,trigger fast nigga



So when I see you rub my head to flow thats how the shit go"



Shit hit the fan goddamn,kill or see killed,it never phase me



Topics flow on regular cos topic happen daily



Now what amaze me? was poppin on down my hat



And now I come strapped with some of these thunder raps



Like this,uncut then I get uncocked



I (? paralese? ) for some reason that keeps gettin a lot



Now put this on some of that and put that to a stop



But you can put that on me



Because I sold the ki to the beef



And as you can see never early,ya late,collaborate professional need



Now peep as I drop bombs on ya moms like songs



When Im rainin no pain,no gain when Im maintainin



This lyrical explosion and my nigga daz on react



With this track gotcha open,poetical graffiti



Hershey gotta pound for ya town and delete to the needy



Lyrics to test drugs like p-c-p



And I aint lie till I die d-p-g-c and I stay







Chorus x 2 1/2







(snoop dogg)



You murderer,you murderer



Chorus







Murderer



Repeat x 3







Outro:(daz)



Thats what Im sayin yknow? still puttin it down like we suppose to.every



Day,all day,it dont stop and it dont quit,so pack up your shh and bail



Outta dime.ha ha!