Dogg Pound 4 Life
Tha Dogg Pound Lyrics

(Busta ass niggas)
Disrespectful individuals

(Let's ride on they ass)
Seeking revenge and taking action against those individuals

(I be back in about thirty minutes)
Leaving temporarily and returning soon

(Long Beach city, nigga, haha)
Proudly representing the city of Long Beach

(Get your ass in the car, nigga)
Commanding someone to get into the car

We won, we won
We emerged victorious

And then we shot that BB gun
Pretending to shoot a BB gun after the victory

And they lost, and they lost
The others suffered a defeat

Now we took they shit, now it's time to floss
We took their possessions, now it's time to show off

Before I even step, motherfuckers hit the deck
Before I even approached, people feared and submitted

I gets reck' with a TEC, so cash in like checks, fool
I engage in conflict using a handgun, earning a profit in the process

I gots my own back in a scrap
I am capable of defending myself in a fight

But if it calls for that, I got my nigga Kenny Mack (biatch)
If the situation demands, I have my ally Kenny Mack to support me

Swift as the wind, the MAC-10's in my nigga's clutches
My ally has control of a MAC-10 firearm and is quick in his actions

So bust this, we rush this broke ass nigga
We swiftly attack and overpower this weak individual

I knew he was a fuckin' punk
I was aware that he was a coward

So then I tapped Daz, go and pop the fuckin' truck
I signaled Daz to open the trunk of the car

He steps back in with TEC
He returns with a handgun

And I'm all pumped, puffin' on blunts, ready to get reck'
I am excited, smoking marijuana, and prepared for the conflict

Even though I knew he had a MAC-10, know I gave a fuck
Despite knowing he was armed, I didn't care

And stuck the TEC out the window, ready to let loose
I extended the handgun out the window, prepared to shoot

Get some gin and juice and then tell Snoop to come scoop
Enjoy some alcoholic beverages and then inform Snoop Dogg to join us

Check me out, peep how all who withstand
Observe my actions, notice the impact I have on others

Step so quick and slowly sink like quicksand
Move swiftly and witness others fall into a difficult situation

Murder, that's what I be yellin'
I proclaim murder and violence

I'm peeping your people, now two fuckin' hoods done bailed in
I am observing your associates, two neighborhoods have now joined our side

Wonderin' if he's G or a B-G, sportin' locs and a beanie
Questioning if he is a gangster or a wannabe gangster, wearing specific attire

Tryna mad dog, you can't see me
Attempting to intimidate, but unable to intimidate me

Now I could bust a cap and split 'em up, I'm ready to get 'em up
I have the ability to shoot and divide them, I am prepared to fight

I said, 'what that Dogg Pound like, nigga?' Then I hit 'em up
I inquired about our gang's reputation, then attacked

Now you niggas know what's up with Kurupt (right)
Now you individuals are familiar with Kurupt's reputation, correct?

Niggas don't give a fuck, I'm headed for the Westside
We are unbothered and moving towards the Westside

Now this spot's owned by the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G
This area is controlled by Snoop Dogg

P-O-U-N-D, so I see no other choice but to roll with the homicide
Dogg Pound controls this territory, and violence is the only option

For all this drama, make sure you and your mama die
To end this conflict, ensure both you and your mother perish

Meditate to my flow, as I mob down the row
Reflect on the rhythm of my music as I confidently walk down the street

Yo, boy is it loony where the grass is greener
Yo, my friend, it is crazy where things appear better

1-8-7 ain't shit but a misdemeanor
A murder (code 1-8-7) is insignificant, only considered a lesser crime

I've seen a lot of niggas come up, a few niggas done up
I have witnessed many individuals rise in status, while some have been killed

Some rest in peace with their khakis heavy creased
Some now rest in peace, dressed in creased khaki clothing

But it's an Eastside thang, a who-ride thang
However, it is a distinct Eastside culture, a united ride

If we bang to the boogie then we boogie to the (bang)
If we engage in violence, then we celebrate through rhythmic movements

I bring you the mothafuckin' .38
I present to you the powerful .38 caliber handgun

Just get the MC and my homie Nate
Retrieve the microphone and summon my friend Nate

So we can ride, slide, slippity-slide
So we can travel, glide, and move smoothly

As I take you on a trip, nigga, ride, Eastside
As I guide you through an experience, my friend, ride with me on the Eastside

You will lie in hell
You will suffer in hell

Where your dead homeboys dwell
Where your deceased friends reside

There's no way to escape
There is no means of escaping

There's no way you can escape
There is no possible escape for you

So rest in peace, bitch
So accept your fate, derogatory term for a person

Anybody's killa
A murderer without any specific target

Dogg Pound Gangstas
Members of the Dogg Pound gang