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Tha Dogg Pound Lyrics

Give me a - piece of mind, a nickel, a nine
I need something to relieve my stress, whether it be through a conversation (piece of mind), a little bit of money (nickel), or a gun (nine)

Somethin' to chip a nigga from ankle to spine
I need something to take care of my enemies, injuring them severely from the ankles to the spine

We mobbin' niggaz, if they try to bring up the past
If someone tries to bring up our past mistakes, we'll come after them mob-style

Unless they talkin' 'bout '95 Kurupt and Daz
The only exception is if they're talking about our success in 1995

Unless they talk about '92, 3, or 4
Another exception is if they mention the years 1992, 1993, or 1994

We shatterin' motherfuckers like car windows
We're breaking our enemies apart with the force of a shattered car window

Did you know we was back?... back in the 'Llac
We're back in force, rolling around in our Cadillac (the Llac)

Tossin' sacks back and forth like a quarterback jackin'
We're tossing bags of drugs back and forth like a quarterback throwing a ball

Bitches eat dicks like pickles
Women are willing to perform oral sex on men quite often

If I'ma go out, I'm goin' out like Brian Nickels
If I had to die, I want to go out like Brian Nichols did (he killed many people before being caught by police)

I'm sick of the games, nigga I'm sick and deranged
I'm tired of playing these games, and my mind is becoming unstable because of it

Poppin' that bullshit will get you hit with them thangs
If you continue to push my buttons and talk nonsense, I'm going to shoot you

I'm sick with them thangs, I ain't got no patience left
I'm highly skilled with my guns, and my patience has completely run out

Without a pistol, light niggaz like crystal meth
Even without a gun, I can still cause damage to people as if they were doing crystal meth (which can cause damage to one's teeth)

You thought niggaz was a joke 'cause of the liqour and smoke?
You assumed we were weak because of our alcohol and drug use?

Quicker to knock niggaz, sicker than leukemia, loc
We're quick to take out our enemies and are more dangerous than a deadly disease like leukemia

Push back, ride to the fullest
We'll push back against anyone who tries to mess with us, and we'll do it at full force

Dogg Pound tossin' bullets, ride to the fullest
We're shooting bullets out of our guns, while we ride around with our car or motorcycle at full speed

Kurupt and Dat Nigga D-A to the motherfuckin' Z
The two rappers Kurupt and Daz refer to themselves as D-A-Z, with the Z standing for 'Zig Zag'

I'm just too much, Snoop too much, Soopafly too much
We are too much for our enemies to handle. Snoop Dogg, Soopafly, and Kurupt are all highly skilled rappers

Grip the heater, dump, bust
We hold our guns (heaters), fire them rapidly, and hit our intended target

Bigg Nate too much, what you talkin' 'bout?
The rap artist Bigg Nate is also too much for our enemies to handle, why would they even try?

Nothin' but them riders with automatics, we shut 'em down
We're only bringing riders who have automatic guns, and we'll take out any opposition

Who want it like never before?
Who wants a fight they'll never see coming?

You know the bullshit stop when we walk through the door
As soon as we walk into a place, all the nonsense stops

Malicious and viscous, I'm dishin' out the slugs that be spittin'
I'm being intentionally harmful by using my bullets as if they're saliva, in order to cause serious damage

We ridin' with somethin' fully automatic, lettin' them niggaz have it
We have weapons that can shoot continuously without stopping, causing serious harm to anyone who gets in our way

Boom-boom motherfucker, you ain't the fuckin' baddest
We're going to shoot you repeatedly, and you're not as tough as you think you are

Nobody, Daz Dillinger, my nigga Young Gotti
Nobody can compare to us and our skills, both Daz Dillinger and his friend Young Gotti are highly skilled

12-gauge shotty shootin' up the party
We're using a 12-gauge shotgun to cause chaos at a party

Dilly illy, beat a nigga with a billy club
You'll be beaten with a billy club by Daz Dillinger, no questions asked

Yeah I'm gangsta nigga, I represent for the thugs
I'm an authentic gangster and I'll always represent for my fellow thugs

Cause I get sick when I lose it, check out the way I abuse it
I become mentally unstable when I lose my temper, and I start using violence in an abusive way

Daz and Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz, yeah that gangsta music
Our collaboration as rappers is the epitome of gangsta rap music

Cruisin' in the fastlane, stupid, dumb, and insane
We're driving incredibly fast in the fastlane, acting recklessly and without care for our own safety

Yeah them D.P.G. niggaz, we back with the gang
The Dogg Pound Gang is back in full force

Motherfucker, so lay down flat (blaow!)
We're going to shoot you, so lay down on the ground and be quiet

It's like that, sicker where I come from
This is how it is where I'm from, and it's even more dangerous than you can imagine

Dogg Pound Gangstas nigga, you don't want none
Don't start any trouble with us, Dogg Pound Gangstas, because you won't win

Doin' what the fuck we know what we supposed to nigga
We're doing what we know we need to do, without any hesitation or questioning

Blaze up the motherfuckin' weed!
Let's light up some weed and get high

I inhale the smoke, blow it out, nigga keep puffin'
I'm smoking weed and continuously inhaling and exhaling the smoke

Enough ain't enough, nigga so keep on bustin'
I'm going to continue shooting my gun, even if I've already shot enough

What the fuck's wrong with you niggaz, bustas
What is wrong with all of you weak, cowardly individuals?

I park the 'Llac by the curb, my D's shinin'
I've parked my Cadillac by the side of the road, and all the chrome detailing is shining brightly

Re-designin' my format, you already know that
I'm changing up my style and approach, but that's no surprise to anyone who knows me

Blast back, blaze a sack, tell me what you lookin' at
Let's shoot back at anyone who's shooting at us, and also let's smoke some weed

L.T. dropped the beat, me and D-A-Z complete
Our producer, L.T., created the music for this song, and Daz and Kurupt worked together to write the lyrics

We serious and furious when we on the trigger
We're deadly serious and extremely angry when we're holding our guns

Them Dogg Pound niggaz they carry nine millimeters
We carry guns that can shoot nine millimeter bullets

What the fuck you thought it was, we in to carmelitas
What did you think was going to happen? We're into short, fat cigars (carmelitas) and guns

We never leave the house without indica and heaters
We always carry both weed (indica) and guns (heaters) with us wherever we go

Cause we can't hold back, niggaz just know that
We cannot control our anger and will not hold back from using violence against those who cross us

Low like low jack, and Dogg Pound throwbacks
We're flying under the radar, but our clothing still has the classic Dogg Pound style

Dogg Pound Gangstas ridin' and tossin' bullets
We're driving around while shooting our guns, representing the Dogg Pound Gang