Tha Dogg Pound Hittin' Donutz in Tha Streetz
Hittin' Donutz in tha Streetz Tha Dogg Pound My nigga Daz (My nigga Kurupt, what's up, mayne?) Man, DPG, Dogg Pound in the buliding, yeah You know it's about time that we came and hit y'all with some of that origin al G shit Sup Snoop? I love you, cause (Dogg Pound) I'm so happy to see, the DPG, back in stride again We finna ride again, dippin' and slidin' in Chocolate Thai and Henn, Daz and Kurupt finna fly again Monster mash, smashin' squads and packs Straps and 'Lacs, half ounce and quarter pound sacks Stacks and stacks, multitudes of nickels and Macs Gangstas and macks, hoods Bloods and Crips, Mexican Mafia, Latin Kings, Vice Lords, Disciples Dogg Pound rock the gangsta revival Ride with us, last night I was tweakin' I was lit, trippin', mind on chip On my right side, I had my 9 on chip I was barely speaking and I saw this fly Puerto Rican So pretty, so high saditty Made a nigga smile and I ain't smiled in a while I wasn't even thinking about time I wasn't even thinking 'bout my 9 All I wanna do is DPG And keep it like that and hit donuts in the streets I wasn't even thinking about time I wasn't even thinking 'bout my 9 All I wanna do is DPG And keep it like that and hit donuts in the streets I'm in the '66 Impala, keep a pistol, don't bother Keep a page full of dollars, all my niggas gotta holla Pressure busts pipes, now the time is right See, we might get gangsta by the end of the night A pearly blue Chevy chromed out, sitting on dubs I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta so show me some love Bitch, you might catch a slug, get slumped and dumped
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