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Dogg Pound-Dogg Pound For Life(1994)
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# Posté le mercredi 28 novembre 2007 14:47
Modifié le jeudi 16 octobre 2008 07:45
Tha Dogg Pound - What Would You Do (1994)
(feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg, Jewell, Big Pimpin' Delemond)
[Intro: Dat Nigga Daz]
Yeahhh, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack
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
[Kurupt the Kingpin]
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
[What Would U Do? Lyrics on
http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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
[Dat Nigga Daz]
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
[Chorus x2: Daz, Snoop & Jewell]
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
[Dat Nigga Daz]
Bitches butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay
Every single day in the LBC
Cruisin through the Eastside, me and Lil' Style
When I back up a green six-fo' bustin free styles
[Kurupt the Kingpin]
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
[Dat Nigga Daz]
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. Knocckout and every nigga down with him
Cause I'm a Natural Born Killer
And I steal a half, motherfucker cuz it's like that
[Chorus: 1/2]
[Kurupt the Kingpin]
There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
It doesn't make a difference, cuz 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, cuz niggaz talk shit
[Dat Nigga Daz]
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) flowin in the breeze
[Chorus]
[Outro: Big Pimpin' Delemond, Jewell]
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 y'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?
[Intro: Dat Nigga Daz]
Yeahhh, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack
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
[Kurupt the Kingpin]
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
[What Would U Do? Lyrics on
http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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
[Dat Nigga Daz]
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
[Chorus x2: Daz, Snoop & Jewell]
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
[Dat Nigga Daz]
Bitches butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay
Every single day in the LBC
Cruisin through the Eastside, me and Lil' Style
When I back up a green six-fo' bustin free styles
[Kurupt the Kingpin]
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
[Dat Nigga Daz]
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. Knocckout and every nigga down with him
Cause I'm a Natural Born Killer
And I steal a half, motherfucker cuz it's like that
[Chorus: 1/2]
[Kurupt the Kingpin]
There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
It doesn't make a difference, cuz 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, cuz niggaz talk shit
[Dat Nigga Daz]
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) flowin in the breeze
[Chorus]
[Outro: Big Pimpin' Delemond, Jewell]
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 y'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?
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# Posté le jeudi 29 novembre 2007 13:38
Tha Dogg Pound feat Nate Dogg-Let's Play House(1995)
[Intro: Dr. Dre]
That's right
Some of that shit you just can't fuck wit
Tha Dogg Pound flava, for the nine-fever
KnowhatI'msayin? Michel'le in the house
That's right, set it off
[Verse One: Dat Nigga Daz, Michel'le]
Young Daz struck a match and the match went out
But it wasn't no more lights in the house, check it out
Speakin of house let's play a game of it
Are ya wit it? Hide and go get it, I betcha love it baby
I'll play the daddy and you can play the momma
so we can get down upon the living room floor
Are ya wit it? I promise I won't kill it
Puddy-cat on a leash what should I do, should I kill it?
Yesss
See back in the day when we used to play
You wanted to be with me [that's right]
Now that is so right and natural
[Let's Play House Lyrics on
http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
No other man that I can see
I'm singin in my background
diggin up a hole for you to make your move
But no longer will I be told regroup
Let's play house
[Chorus: Daz, Michel'le, Nate Dogg]
Engine engine number nine let's play house
Rollin down the DP line
[x2]
[Michel'le] Let's play house...
[Michel'le] Is that what you want me to do with you?
You play tha momma baby let's play house
I'll play the daddy
You can play the momma
and I'll play the daddy
[Michel'le] Let's play house
You can play tha momma let's play house
and I'll be the daddy
and I'll be the daddy
that runs the house, straight up
Verse Two: Dat Nigga Daz, Kurrupt
I'm in the shack bout to blaze up a sack
Yeah we grown all alone posted up the back
There's no mistakin, I can have the whole house shakin
Young Daz in that ass baby doll no fakin
Don't get me wrong, tell me what's the flavor of the song
You know it's Daz in your drawers when ya momma ain't home
Ring the alarm, I got ya buzz, lovin me
Phsyically and mentally I knew that it was never meant to be
I know you know this girl by tha name of Danielle
Body of a Goddess face from hell
but oh shhh, this wasn't the average trick
(She got the bomb) and she like gobblin and swallowin
a whole nine and a half on dat black ass
Groupie now all the hoocies wanna do me from the past
to the present (say what?) let me rep and present
(Who dat?) The biggest nigga hittin all the hoes in your click
Fast as lightning runnin through like the breeze
in the summertime out on the corners making G's
It's the thirst, but I can show somethin much worse
than the thirst, if worse came to worse, but first things first
Brenda, I can remember
How hot y'all be gettin, eighty-seven, eighty-six, and, yeah
The year a young man grows
Some women become ladies, some turn into hoes
Young hoes grown, find a way to stay wit me
In the cut wit Kurupt, come and play with me, yeah
[Outro: Michel'le, Nate Dogg]
[part A]
If ya wanna be wit me, stay wit me, play wit me
Come Kurupt, bring your stuff to me
My, sweet, baby
[part B]
Let's play house, let's play house, let's play houuuusseeee
Let's play housssse, let's play houssse
part A, part B sung as part A repeats
part B sung over part A with Nate Dogg singing "let's play house" [x2]
[repeat this part x3 to fade]
That's right
Some of that shit you just can't fuck wit
Tha Dogg Pound flava, for the nine-fever
KnowhatI'msayin? Michel'le in the house
That's right, set it off
[Verse One: Dat Nigga Daz, Michel'le]
Young Daz struck a match and the match went out
But it wasn't no more lights in the house, check it out
Speakin of house let's play a game of it
Are ya wit it? Hide and go get it, I betcha love it baby
I'll play the daddy and you can play the momma
so we can get down upon the living room floor
Are ya wit it? I promise I won't kill it
Puddy-cat on a leash what should I do, should I kill it?
Yesss
See back in the day when we used to play
You wanted to be with me [that's right]
Now that is so right and natural
[Let's Play House Lyrics on
http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
No other man that I can see
I'm singin in my background
diggin up a hole for you to make your move
But no longer will I be told regroup
Let's play house
[Chorus: Daz, Michel'le, Nate Dogg]
Engine engine number nine let's play house
Rollin down the DP line
[x2]
[Michel'le] Let's play house...
[Michel'le] Is that what you want me to do with you?
You play tha momma baby let's play house
I'll play the daddy
You can play the momma
and I'll play the daddy
[Michel'le] Let's play house
You can play tha momma let's play house
and I'll be the daddy
and I'll be the daddy
that runs the house, straight up
Verse Two: Dat Nigga Daz, Kurrupt
I'm in the shack bout to blaze up a sack
Yeah we grown all alone posted up the back
There's no mistakin, I can have the whole house shakin
Young Daz in that ass baby doll no fakin
Don't get me wrong, tell me what's the flavor of the song
You know it's Daz in your drawers when ya momma ain't home
Ring the alarm, I got ya buzz, lovin me
Phsyically and mentally I knew that it was never meant to be
I know you know this girl by tha name of Danielle
Body of a Goddess face from hell
but oh shhh, this wasn't the average trick
(She got the bomb) and she like gobblin and swallowin
a whole nine and a half on dat black ass
Groupie now all the hoocies wanna do me from the past
to the present (say what?) let me rep and present
(Who dat?) The biggest nigga hittin all the hoes in your click
Fast as lightning runnin through like the breeze
in the summertime out on the corners making G's
It's the thirst, but I can show somethin much worse
than the thirst, if worse came to worse, but first things first
Brenda, I can remember
How hot y'all be gettin, eighty-seven, eighty-six, and, yeah
The year a young man grows
Some women become ladies, some turn into hoes
Young hoes grown, find a way to stay wit me
In the cut wit Kurupt, come and play with me, yeah
[Outro: Michel'le, Nate Dogg]
[part A]
If ya wanna be wit me, stay wit me, play wit me
Come Kurupt, bring your stuff to me
My, sweet, baby
[part B]
Let's play house, let's play house, let's play houuuusseeee
Let's play housssse, let's play houssse
part A, part B sung as part A repeats
part B sung over part A with Nate Dogg singing "let's play house" [x2]
[repeat this part x3 to fade]
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# Posté le jeudi 29 novembre 2007 13:57
Tha dogg Pound feat Snoop Dogg-New York New York(1995)
Yo I got mad skills.
Isn't that money?
Chorus - Snoop
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound
Kurupt
It's the incredible, the lyrical
You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle
I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with a
touch of this twister, stylistic mixture
What I create pulsates, there is no escape
Annihilate your mental mindstate
Dre labels my vocabulary abusive
I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly
Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed
And niggaz throughout this hemisphere, far and near
Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter
Up against the number one contender, as I enter
Cause I gets heated like friction
Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction
Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital
Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
To the average motherfucker's minds these days
I'm all ready to put work in
Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin
Give a FUCK, what's your name, what you claim
Or why you came, motherfucker don't explain
Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply
Layin hoes lifes empty, the invicible MC
Chorus
Too much, I serve too many people, too much
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
Kurupt
Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees
Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless
The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me
So how the fuck you inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis
Gets me into verbally vindictive
Violent vocabulary bobs to existance
Catch me in the pitch black path
I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
till I hear an instrumental
And detrimental verbals get to spittin
The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written
Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, throughout the war
Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'
The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow
Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'
Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to vocally
bore your whole molecular, structure
Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix
Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist
Chorus
Kurupt
We live... tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live... cause can't none fuck with the DPG'z
Daz
We live (baby) because tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live (baby) none can fuck with the DPG'z
Snoop
DPGC, ba-by
ABC the DPG'z
Ba-by...
Kurupt
Eryday, I bust rhymes and recite
In ways that make MC's stop in daylight
I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the streets
Invincibility is what makes me complete, compete
Nah you can't even fade me
I fuck, you, your momma, your auntie, and your lady...
Isn't that money?
Chorus - Snoop
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound
Kurupt
It's the incredible, the lyrical
You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle
I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with a
touch of this twister, stylistic mixture
What I create pulsates, there is no escape
Annihilate your mental mindstate
Dre labels my vocabulary abusive
I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly
Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed
And niggaz throughout this hemisphere, far and near
Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter
Up against the number one contender, as I enter
Cause I gets heated like friction
Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction
Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital
Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
To the average motherfucker's minds these days
I'm all ready to put work in
Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin
Give a FUCK, what's your name, what you claim
Or why you came, motherfucker don't explain
Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply
Layin hoes lifes empty, the invicible MC
Chorus
Too much, I serve too many people, too much
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
Kurupt
Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees
Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless
The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me
So how the fuck you inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis
Gets me into verbally vindictive
Violent vocabulary bobs to existance
Catch me in the pitch black path
I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
till I hear an instrumental
And detrimental verbals get to spittin
The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written
Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, throughout the war
Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'
The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow
Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'
Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to vocally
bore your whole molecular, structure
Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix
Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist
Chorus
Kurupt
We live... tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live... cause can't none fuck with the DPG'z
Daz
We live (baby) because tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live (baby) none can fuck with the DPG'z
Snoop
DPGC, ba-by
ABC the DPG'z
Ba-by...
Kurupt
Eryday, I bust rhymes and recite
In ways that make MC's stop in daylight
I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the streets
Invincibility is what makes me complete, compete
Nah you can't even fade me
I fuck, you, your momma, your auntie, and your lady...
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# Posté le samedi 01 décembre 2007 12:35
Modifié le jeudi 16 octobre 2008 07:47
Dr. Dre & Snoop Doggy Dogg - 187um Deep Cover (1995)
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# Posté le samedi 01 décembre 2007 12:57
Modifié le jeudi 16 octobre 2008 07:48
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