~Anyone contesting Tha Dogg Pound, guaranteed instant death~- [RBX]



[Snoop Dogg]

It''s them Dogg House niggas wit'' them 504 Boyz

We the real McCoys

Wit'' the plastic toya

Pop, pop

Grab the glock

Cock the muthafucka, No Limit niggas, we can''t be stopped

Did you hear me


Ya heard me

Record breakin''

Hit makin''

Can''t bake ''em

Real estatin''

Never hatin''

Shakin'' up the game

Bringin'' the major pain

Yea nigga, we all in the same game

We enlighin''

Ignitin''

Never fightin''

And we got them muthafuckas bitin''

You fuck wit'' P, you fuckin'' wit'' me

You fuck wit Silkk, you fuckin'' wit'' me

You fuck wit'' D, you fuckin'' wit'' me

Nigga what, that''s my whole family



[chorus 2x Krazy]

What, you bitches goin'' to war now (war now)

No Limit got this rap shit on lockdown (lockdown)

Wild out, bitch niggas when we come through (come through)

I hope you wear a vest, souljas touchin'' you (touchin'' you)

I''m bustin'' you



[Master P]

I''m on the run, I head west wit'' the dogs

504, that means ball til'' u fall

I ain''t bout'' no playin'' nigga, it''s on and poppin''

You either workin'' wit'' those boys, or you out ther shortstoppin''

Now keep you eyes on the prize nigga, don''t fuck wit'' the hos

Cuz you see at night in the bricks nigga, anything goes

Now you can bulletproof you chest, and they''ll bust your head

NIgga you scared to pop, then you could get an early grave

Cuz, one time don''t worry me

I''m a third ward nigga til'' they bury me (hahaa)

Two times nigga, shut it down

It''s No Limit, we it on lock wit'' the pound



[chorus 2X]



[Krazy]

Fresh out the courthouse, fuck the world, I''m finally free

Ask them bitch niggas who snitch, is they ready for me

My proverbs to the tank, believe I love it

Since that ~Bout'' It Bout'' It~ album, I was dreamin'' of it

Ride wit'' me, through the south, as I cruise through Texas

A young soldier, wit'' about a hundred grand in my Lexus

On my way from Houston, after I scored the coke

I rather, step to jail than my family be broke

But I owe five hours, I can barely breathe

Please lord forgive me for my sins, I got kids to feed

Ain''t no nigga in the Ivory Ville givin'' me shit

They went from trick to a bitch and buy that ho a fit

But my souljas, before it''s over off top

Before I''m sayin'' to my dogs everytime the dope is chopped

Feel that, my niggas will ride wit'' me

Snoop and Master P said that they''ll die for me



[Chorus til'' song ends]