时间：2014-04-29
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It's just another day in the hood for kurupt yeah that's me
Got schooled by snoop in a black cherokee
Daz in the back warren g in the front
Nice sack of chronic with some gin in a cup
Back up I stack up the w**d
Tha pound and the row is my only friends
If you talk s**t I hit you hard as I can
You talk s**t once but never again
Well I'm back with the bubonic chronic sack for that a*s
So all my doggs pack the back laced his a*s
To the fullest feeling I'm feelin you never could feel
While your mind is comin where your body is chill
As I mob with tha pound and my n***a nate dogg
Not flaggin not saggin but havin a ball
Yo saw y'all m***********s wanna see like doggs
Wanna be like doggs but can't compare to doggs
It's like one to the two two to the three
K to the u-r-u-p-t
In fact I steps with a tech in the back
In the hood ain't got no love so I packs a strap
And I once knew a n***a named dr dre
He was a baller from the motherf**king cpt
A baller from the cpt
He hooked up with the n***as from the lbc
And now they f****n up the whole rap industry
Well check it out and peep game on the one they call dat n***a daz
An og straight puttin it down for the eastside
Right
But this is just a dove sack of d**e
So till yo a*s d**es this mo
Now you can't see my mothaf**kin homies from the cpt
And you can't see my mothaf**kin doggs from the lbc
Check this flow hoover ain't the word to describe me n***a
Remember I'm murderin n***as as a hobby
Bodies get battered for f****n with the best dogg dump
With the tech-n-terror to f****n chest start
Do I give a f**k
Hell no
I'm a locc n***a
Who you tryin to provoke
N***a
Step up get smoked n***a
Get the strap in the back I'm rollin and a bumpin
N***as talk s**t I won't write and start dumpin
Uh who play the role like the g's
Punk a*s middle f****n mark n***as please
Murder in the first degree
I step with a tech burst and flee
You'll find none worst than me
See m***********s murdered and mangled strangled
Our b*****s like a bangled
Take ya from a whole different angle
B***hes I'm never sympin you'll see me pimpin
I step the clip in bust a cap
Watch them fall flat on they back
Like this and like that from an automatic strap
So for tryin the techno
Respect I gets wrecked with a glock
And it just don't stop
I check every n***a known that's tryin to check me
I wreck microphones verbally respect me
I'm off to the sto
Re
To get me a fo
Ur
Oh so I'm headed out the door
Now as I roll with kurupt and my cousin eastwood
On a mission up to no good
We don't love you b***h
After we finish diggin
Tha pound's about that dollar and takin no s**t
From the busta a*s n***as bell it out s**t
Trick recognize game when it slaps your face
See I ain't no fzzzake I take you to the next stzzzage
One time can't trzzzace now why you punk twice
Now you've been sleeping on the desk for a long time
Waitin for the n***a to come bust a dogg rhyme
So m***********s throw your hands in the air
And get your proper groove on like you don't care
See I don't love them h*es
I like a butta nose
Keep my mind on my money that's just how my money flows
And so
How I thought you knew but now you know
Dogg pound's in tha house now in the coupe just doggin
Dogg pound's in tha house now in the coupe just doggin
