Yeah, you know, I'm slidin y'knahmsayin?
Rollin down the streets doin my thang y'knahmsayin?
That's the flow, whattup?
Smokin my weed, y'knahmsayin?  Drinkin my joint
This bitch man, this bitch roll up to me man
This bitch pull up inside and shit
Roll down the window and shit, I'm like - "Fuck you want bitch?"
Bitch, tell me, y'knahmsayin?
She tell me "Turn that shit down, Tha Dogg Pound broke up"
Heh, hehehe, haha, I had to laugh at the hoe, y'knahmsayin?
That's some funny shit
For real though man, tell these motherfuckers what's happenin

{*music starts*}

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
[Daz]  What you about nigga?
[Sung] Dogg Pound for life
[Daz]  Do ya some nigga?
[Sung] Smoke a pound to
Bobby Solo lyrics

(Hofstede)
Bobby Solo he's in the villa
Bobby Solo he's on the terrace
Bobby Solo he's wearing pretty shirts
Bobby Solo he's singing lo lo lo lo
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
We only got two minutes
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
Bobby Solo is doing interviews
Bobby Solo is looking at my shoes
Bobby Solo in the easy chair
Bobby Solo is singing lo lo l
night
[Daz]  How ya feel nigga?
[Sung] I feel larger than life
       Dogg Pound for life

[Kurupt]
Dogg Pound shit..
Life without money (money) that's like breathin wit no air
Prepared, there's no love in warfare, engage
I make the front page, like Nicholas Cage
and get served, front and center stage (get served)
I'll break you through 'til you throw up your teflon barriers
and get penetrated, tell the connectects superior
Hostile, verbal apposal in 3D hittin every galaxy throwin up D.P.
Now I could be quick as a cheetah
and rip through ya shit like a motherfuckin wild heina
From the city where light shine bright at night
(at night) MC's, Shaniqua's, speakin upon the mic
From L.A. to the city of Phil' (Phil')
W
Never Alone lyrics

You're confused and desperate
And there's no help in sight
They've got you going round in circles
They've got you running for your life
All your cries for help
Have fallen on their fears
They're lost inside the system
The things are not what they appear
(Don't give in) Close your eyes and make a wish
(Just don't give in) I don
hen you approach Kurupt, approach wit skill
(f'real) Cause if you don't you'll get shook (shook)
and broken, nigga I rock it and break it open

[Chorus]

[Daz]
What you about?

[Kurupt]
You servin me motherfucker? (hell no) I think not
That's facin a blizzard in a fuckin tank top (back it up)
I took trips from New Jerz' to Cape Cot (Cot)
You could be adventurous up againt tremendous odds
And face a poltergeist, I'll bring it to ya nice
I had the whole scenery surrounded like the wise {*cat meow*}
Who could it be comin through in all blue (fool)
Dogg Pound Gangstas number one, number two
Never evade the principle, the top principle
Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin
I lay the cards on the table, take a
Home For Summer lyrics


It's hard for me to comprehend 
Holding on with broken hands 
But who will understand 
Wallow in the acid rain 
What's in store for us today 
It's never gonna feel the same 
I'm waiting for an angel now 
To carry me above the clouds 

Cause it's a long way home for the summer 
And it's a long way up without a lad
 pick
The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavitys picked
(ahh!) That's were all the bullshit ceases
This whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces
(fuck that!) Fake ass assassin wit no heart, no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows and no rhyme
(no rhyme!) Waitin for the poetical Satan
Creatin slaughters, runnin through stores like Water Patan
(oh, oh) I'm all about money makin
and I'm makin mistakes, you're only worth what your creatin
and a garden of snakes
Now all I could do is survive, is stay alive
Money 'til I motherfuckin die, stranded on Tha Row
I'm in this motherfucker to grow
and make fetti like I'm on a mountain of snow

[Chorus]

[Chorus] - 0.5X

{*music plays to fade*}