What Would You Do
Dogg Pound Lyrics
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Don't wanna fuck with me
(Dogg Pound gangstaz)
We do it like that
Motherfuckers out there be like, takin' our styles
Be trying to do they own little dissing
But they can't do it, you know, so we gonna, do it like this
Sit back relax and get a cool one
Have you ever heard of a slughter? I oughta start dippin'
Sippin' on that S T get's me to trippin'
I don't slips, I bangs with that mad ass Dogg Pound gang
It's a DPG thang, Kurupt from the S.C
You wanna test me, let's see if you'll survive .45 times
Like a hollow point headed for your dome
Take a couple of steps, turn around and it's on
Couldn't withstand the murderous mental
I subdue and then take two to your temple
When I cause holocoust from what's spittin'
Niggaz collapse and when the straps is clickin'
Look, this is how it's done nigga
(One, two, three)
I grab my strap, you best run nigga
I gives a fuck, Kurupt's the kingpin of the click
Littlest G, with the biggest dick
Shit, a motherfucker betta recognize
With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die
I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
Known to be the shit upon the microphone
Ever since I was bown, not to ever love a bitch
Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
Motherfuckers be gankin' styles minute after minute
But soon as you did it I smelled the niggaz shitted
Now what would you do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house
Now what would you do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house
Bitches butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay
Every single day in the LBC
Cruisin' through the East side, me and Lil' Style
When I back up a green six-fo' bustin' free styles
There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case
How much money can a nigga make in one place?
The review, ain't shit new
You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck wit' my crew
I see all these niggaz tryin' to get with my kin folk
Get so many busters on the West Coast and then to say the least
I see a few trick ass niggaz layin' low on the East Coast
And the question is asked
Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigga Daz
I'll be the first one to him 'em
Oh yeah, fuck B.G. Knockout and every nigga down with him
'cause I'm a natural born killer
And I steal a half, motherfucker 'cause it's like that
Now what would you do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
It doesn't make a difference 'cause it's about
Who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence
For instance, let's take these Ruthless fools
These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
Assume, it's only for conversation, so let's
Conversate slip a nigga the .38 then dip
Empty out the clip
Mind on stead-trip, 'cause niggaz talk shit
Now if a nigga had a prayer before a nigga died
Would the nigga be dead or would he stay alive?
And if I was in your shoes, would I survive?
Probably not, you'd probably let your glock go pop
Now drop, to your knees
And picture Dat Nigga Daz flowin' in the breeze
(Flowin')
Now what would you do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't, so don't even think about
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house
From the twitch of the eyes
You can see the line, just know it when you see it
'cause it messes up the flow to the real fillings why'know
And I'd rather be sipping on a glass of wine
Can you feel yourself in the room with Everlast
Trying to steal a flow, I don't think so
Cock-blockers come with their hearts beating jealousy
In the way like a stray dog
Trying to climb, every bitch on his arm
Cock-blockers, come in every color
Even blue, now this is true
Trying to fuck your woman and even you
Now what the fuck would you do, motherfucker?
What would you do? Mmm
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do?
If you could get with me and my crew
The weak ones stick and move
What would you do if you could get with my crew?
Why don't you tell me what?
Tell me what you would do if you could get with
The weak ones stick and move
What would you do if you could get with my crew?
Me and my crew, with me and my crew
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do, if you could get with my crew?
What would you, what would you do
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?
What would you do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?
What would you do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
If you get caught with your pants down?
The song "What Would I Do" by the Dogg Pound Posse is a gangsta rap track that reflects on the overwhelming sense of power that comes with belonging to a crew. The track is about flaunting superiority over those who try to emulate their style and demonstrating the consequences of challenging their position. The song talks about the ruthless nature of gangster life and the obvious threat posed to those who attempt to steal from them.
The lyrics describe the rappers' intense lifestyle, from their frequent use of drugs to their involvement in shootouts. The rhymes also convey a sense of self-awareness about their position on the streets and the challenges that come with their way of living. The central message of the song is the idea that "you can't fuck with us," and that trying to do so will come with violent retribution.
In a way, the song serves as an anthem for gangsters who feel threatened by outsiders or other gangs trying to steal their thunder. The song has a menacing tone throughout and is designed to intimidate those who would try to challenge their authority. Overall, "What Would I Do" is a celebration of gangster culture, an ode to the street life and everything that comes with being a part of that world.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack
I'm back and ready to dominate, with a bag of weed in hand
Don't wanna fuck with me
You don't want to mess with me
(Dogg Pound gangstaz)
Representing the Dogg Pound gang
We do it like that
This is how we do things
Motherfuckers out there be like, takin' our styles
People try to imitate our style
Be trying to do they own little dissing
They attempt to diss us in their own way
But they can't do it, you know, so we gonna, do it like this
But they can't match up, so we'll show them how it's done
Sit back relax and get a cool one
Just chill and have a drink
Have you ever heard of a slughter? I oughta start dippin'
Have you ever witnessed a massacre? I should start evading
Sippin' on that S T get's me to trippin'
Drinking that S T (Sizzurp) gets me high
I don't slips, I bangs with that mad ass Dogg Pound gang
I don't make mistakes, I roll with the tough Dogg Pound gang
It's a DPG thang, Kurupt from the S.C
It's a Dogg Pound gang thing, representing Kurupt from South Central
You wanna test me, let's see if you'll survive .45 times
If you want to challenge me, let's see if you can survive being shot multiple times with a .45 caliber gun
Like a hollow point headed for your dome
Like a hollow point bullet aimed at your head
Take a couple of steps, turn around and it's on
Take a few steps, turn around, and the confrontation begins
Couldn't withstand the murderous mental
Couldn't handle the deadly mindset
I subdue and then take two to your temple
I overpower you, then shoot you twice in the head
When I cause holocaust from what's spittin'
When I unleash destruction with my lyrics
Niggaz collapse and when the straps is clickin'
People crumble when I pull out my guns
Look, this is how it's done nigga
Look, this is how it's done, my friend
(One, two, three)
(One, two, three)
I grab my strap, you best run nigga
I grab my gun, you better run, my friend
I gives a fuck, Kurupt's the kingpin of the click
I don't care, Kurupt is the leader of the group
Littlest G, with the biggest dick
I may be small, but I have the most confidence and power
Shit, a motherfucker betta recognize
Damn, people better acknowledge
With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die
With a quick movement of my hand like O.J. Simpson, you all meet your demise
I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
I devour my enemies like a hungry animal
Known to be the shit upon the microphone
Recognized as excellent on the microphone
Ever since I was bown, not to ever love a bitch
Since birth, I've been taught not to trust or love women
Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
We've learned from every situation and that's why we're the top
Motherfuckers be gankin' styles minute after minute
People constantly try to steal our styles
But soon as you did it I smelled the niggaz shitted
But as soon as you tried it, I knew you were scared
Now what would you do?
Now, what would you do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
If you had the ability to mess with me and my group
But you can't, so don't even think about
But you can't, so don't even consider
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house
Entering the damn house
Bitches butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay
Women are constantly changing their minds, while I consistently make money
Every single day in the LBC
Every day in Long Beach
Cruisin' through the East side, me and Lil' Style
Driving through the East side with Lil' Style
When I back up a green six-fo' bustin' free styles
When I ride in a green '64 Chevy Impala, freestyling
There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case
There's no way out, hand over the money and the mixtape
How much money can a nigga make in one place?
How much money can someone earn in a single location?
The review, ain't shit new
The situation is nothing new
You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck wit' my crew
You foolish individuals can't compete with my group
I see all these niggaz tryin' to get with my kin folk
I notice all these people attempting to associate with my family
Get so many busters on the West Coast and then to say the least
There are many imposters on the West Coast, to say the least
I see a few trick ass niggaz layin' low on the East Coast
I see a few deceitful individuals hiding on the East Coast
And the question is asked
And the question is posed
Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigga Daz
Do you want to engage in a rap battle, fight, or shoot at that man Daz?
I'll be the first one to him 'em
I will be the first to harm him
Oh yeah, fuck B.G. Knockout and every nigga down with him
Oh yeah, I have no respect for B.G. Knockout and anyone associated with him
'Cause I'm a natural born killer
Because I have a natural inclination for killing
And I steal a half, motherfucker 'cause it's like that
And I take half of everything, my friend, because that's just how it is
There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
There are so many people I can include
Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
Who are fast to shoot at enemies in a conflict
It doesn't make a difference 'cause it's about
It doesn't matter because it's all about
Who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence
Who can react fastest to end lives
For instance, let's take these Ruthless fools
For example, let's consider these foolish individuals from Ruthless Records
These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
These fools from Ruthless Records and the Dogg Pound in the same room
Assume, it's only for conversation, so let's
Let's assume it's just for conversation, so
Conversate slip a nigga the .38 then dip
Engage in conversation, then discreetly hand a person a .38 caliber gun and leave
Empty out the clip
Shoot all the bullets
Mind on stead-trip, 'cause niggaz talk shit
Focused on staying calm and composed, because people talk nonsense
Now if a nigga had a prayer before a nigga died
If someone had a chance to pray before dying
Would the nigga be dead or would he stay alive?
Would that person be dead or would they survive?
And if I was in your shoes, would I survive?
And if I were in your position, would I make it?
Probably not, you'd probably let your glock go pop
Most likely not, you would probably let your gun go off
Now drop, to your knees
Now kneel down
And picture Dat Nigga Daz flowin' in the breeze
Imagine Dat Nigga Daz flowing freely
(Flowin')
(Flowing)
What would you do?
What would you do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew
If you had the ability to mess with me and my group
But you can't, so don't even think about
But you can't, so don't even consider
Steppin' in the motherfuckin' house
Entering the damn house
From the twitch of the eyes
From the slight movement of the eyes
You can see the line, just know it when you see it
You can perceive the boundary, you'll recognize it when you encounter it
'cause it messes up the flow
because it disrupts the rhythm
To the real fillings why'know
To the genuine emotions, you know
And I'd rather be sipping on a glass of wine
And I would prefer to relax with a glass of wine
Can you feel yourself in the room with Everlast
Can you imagine being in the same room as Everlast?
Trying to steal a flow, I don't think so
Attempting to copy my style, but I doubt it
Cock-blockers come with their hearts beating jealousy
Cock-blockers arrive filled with jealousy
In the way like a stray dog
In the way like a stray dog
Trying to climb, every bitch on his arm
Trying to seduce any woman he encounters
Cock-blockers, come in every color
Cock-blockers exist in every race
Even blue, now this is true
Even blue, now this is true
Trying to fuck your woman and even you
Attempting to have sex with your woman and even with you
Now what the fuck would you do, motherfucker?
So, what the hell would you do, you piece of shit?
What would you do? Mmm
What would you do? Hmm
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
If you could get with me and my crew
If you had the chance to join me and my group
The weak ones stick and move
The weak individuals evade confrontation
What would you do if you could get with my crew?
What would you do if you could join my group?
Why don't you tell me what?
Why don't you tell me what?
Tell me what you would do if you could get with
Inform me of what you would do if you could join
The weak ones stick and move
The weak individuals evade confrontation
What would you do if you could get with my crew?
What would you do if you could join my group?
Me and my crew, with me and my crew
Me and my group, with me and my group
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do, if you could get with my crew?
What would you do, if you could join my group?
What would you, what would you do
What would you, what would you do
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
If you could join the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
What would you do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?
Would you be caught unprepared?
What would you do?
What would you do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
If you could join the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
What would you do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?
Would you be caught unprepared?
What would you do?
What would you do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
If you could join the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
What would you do?
If you get caught with your pants down?
If you are caught unprepared?
Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: RYAN TOBY, DAVID AXELROD, CALVIN BROADUS, ROBBY PARDLO, BARRY RIDGEWAY BAILEY, MELVIN BRADFORD, ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG
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@@sayedalazam4228 The Lies you tell smdh lmao! We, the WESTSIDE/leftcoast beat the brakes off y'all monkey azz Ngaz facts on God! 2Pac, the Big homiez/ Suge & Deathrow Records been buried the whole East coast single handedly no bap. Biggie never stood a chance. Pac cooked all them Ngaz, they was all food facts .
Pac took out Gay Z, P.I.G, junior mafia, Mobb Deep, nAss on God. Damn near ended they careers & had he lived he would've have succeeded in doing as such.
Every since we teh West boast showed/exposed>> the world to the fact that the East coast was not this so called BEST of hip hop/rap craft & art form, & had many chinks in It's armor In regards to their claims of being BETTER than every other coast, state, city, that was not affiliated, & or instituted in N.Y.C, I.e the Bronx etc. & If you weren't from any city's in NYC you could never be as good.
But then the South came & stopped all that NYC is the best BS lol. HUMBLED tf out of NYC at the same time facts ahah. Put it like this. >> The difference between the West boast & the East coast is that we the West never actually really ever fell off like NYC rappers did on facts God!
We, unlike many NYC rappers >>had GREAT relationships artistically with SOUTHERN RAPPERS from TX, TENN, FL, NO ATL etc during the time of the changing of the guard to ATLANTA'S, i.e the SOUTH'S DOMINANCE that they still hold 20+ years later. But the West boast never fell off. We were kind of lost in the fray so to speak.
But bkz Southern rappers/producers had such deep love, respect, regard for the West boast rap culture bkz they had always fk'd with our particular style & music as It was more similar to their style of music opposed to the East coast.
& many had roots, kinfolk etc from Cali, the West boast etc when they start blowing up & became the top guns of the industry they began to do a LOT of music, work, songs with many West boast artist which held us above water during our artistic drought years facts.
At some point soon after the West found our NEW SOUND & style that we had been looking for since the G Funk era dominant sound was popular ^ relevant. That's when you start getting the NIPSEY HUSSLES, Y'Gz, CALI SWAG DISTRICT,TYGA, RODDY RICH, DRAKEO, SLIM 400 etc for example amongst a bunch of other new Cali style artist pushing new artistic creativity limits & lines in sound defining a whole new era of GREATNESS for the West boast artist that now holds a share of dominate of the charts all over again.
NYC is just now catching up & starting to chart records again after 20+ years of being cold facts. Y'all are just now having rappers go platinum again thanks to rappers like POP SMOKE namely. & bkz of the DRILL music sound that NYC Co-Opted & adapted from Chiraq by way of which Chicago copied from the UK (United Kingdom) rapper scene culture.
In short, NYC went from being, & claiming to be the all time LEADERS, STARTERS, FOREFRONT RUNNERS, AUTHETICATORS of True Hip Hop music, It's origins & history etc to being SHEEP, POP CULT followers, capitulators, cultural-ist sell outs, copy kats, wannabe's, non unique, non original, non authentic etc facts smh.
I remember when NYC use to be PROUD of their ORIGINALITY, fashion sense, style, & unique heritage that gave birth to the great art form & culture of Hip Hop as we know it?
SO there's no way after taking all that DAMAGE to your reputation on the East coast these past 25+ years can you say that you Won the East vs West War lmoa, & y'all damn sho have NOT sold more records than us!
The truth Is is that you didn't (win) that is, y'all lost, & lost greatly, significantly. Y'all STILL haven't recovered from that BLUDGEONING that my Big Homie Suge Knight, Pac & DeathRow, i.e Snoop Daz,, Kurupt, The Dogg pound etc put on y'all azzez with that "New York, New York big City of Dreams" facts on God lol.
@nickibooth7429
it's about to be 2023 and I'm still listening.
@KnotSteve
Yesssirrrf
@sameeknowsitall
Same!
@liperiwildout
hell yea
@davidholloway4538
a classic never goes out of style
@Samthenativeamerican
I got the gin ready for midnight
@yetundepink
You can hear and understand every single word theyโre saying. I love when rap was like this.
@ghidrah76
Real hip hop is back on the map!! BEP, Insist
Inspector Deck, Blackmoon, Gangstarr, Master Ace and Eminem
@lawrencesmith5661
Yeah me
Too
@Tyler-Passat
Yetunde Oshati then listen to that genre of rap. Thereโs lots of genres within rap itself. Trap, Drill, Hype, Hiphop, Scream, ect.