Tonart: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Cm
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
Verse 2
a bitch, whether she poor or rich
Cm
Gm
She still gettin' a gang of dicks
It don't matter what you do
or say
Cm
Gm
'Cause bitch you can't change
my feelin's no way
Verse 3
Eb
I've been across the whole U.S.A.
Gm
Same ol' hoes on different days
Just ask my big
homeboy Snoop de Snoop
Eb
Dm
Gm
Bitch you ain't cute with all that,
woop de woop
Verse 4
I might just rock ya, I ain't
afraid to blast
Cm
Gm
I might rock a fella like Dame and dash
Grip the heater and slap your ass
Eb
Gm
Cock it back, automatic
clap your ass
Verse 5
Cm
Now this is how a gangster mash out The
Dm
homies in the Coupe,
Gm
me and Snoop in the glass house
Bouncin', bouncin',
bouncin', swervin'
Eb
Gm
Blaze up a whole ounce and get the
ramen with the cotton candy
Verse 6
Cm
Yeah, and all my niggaz say,
Yeah, and all the homies say, ride on
Cm
Yeah, and all the bitches say, ride on
Gm
Cm
Gm
Yeah, and all the robbers say,
ride on, can't get caught up
Verse 7
Cm
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride
on, ride on
Gm
Yeah, and all the homies say, ride on
Cm
Yeah, and all the bitches say,
Dm
Gm
ride on
Verse 8
Gm
I'm out to paper count the paper
bump some bitches and move
Cm
Gm
I take a trip with my click on
a three day cruise
Spank the corner in the fo',
sittin' low gettin' low
Eb
Gm
Now we headed to the sto' in the fo',
hoes holler
Verse 9
Eb
Top dollar with the gold flea collar
Dm
Gm
dippin' in my blue Impala
They say Snoop Dogg is a fool
'cause he got the bitches
And the little homey sellin' weed
Verse 10
up outta high school
Gm
I never ever break the law, I just bend it
Keep everythin' splendid,
that's how I intend it
Class is in session,
you might get suspended, shh
Cm
Gm
If you don't shut the fuck up
and listen for a minute
Verse 11
Gm
I've been in it for life with
two kids and a wife
Cm
Eb
Gm
With no tattooes just stress and stripes,
so
I'ma do what I feel and do what I like
But I won't go to sleep without
my heater at night, ride on
Verse 12
Cm
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, ride on
Gm
Yeah, and all the homies say, ride on
Cm
Yeah, and all the bitches say, ride on
Dm
Gm
Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on,
can't get caught up
Verse 13
Cm
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on,
ride on
Gm
Yeah, and all the homies say, ride on
Cm
Gm
Yeah, and all the bitches say, ride on
Verse 14
Gm
Nigga gimme evrything you got,
from your hat
Cm
Gm
To your contacts, T- shirt to your socks
Dogg Pound affiliate, Hell naw nigga
Cm
Dm
Certified branded Cedar
Verse 15
Mashin', grey and blue all day
Eb
Gm
All night all heated with heaters,
Mac- 11's
Nine millimeters, whattup Big Nate
I got a bitch that gobble up dicks like steak
Verse 16
Gm
She lives upstate and I don't think
Eb
Gm
Near a one of those bitches is proper,
stash the chopper
Cm
DPology, D P G but first call Snoop
Dm
Gm
Whattup big homey niggaz with
Verse 17
the swoop
Gm
The homey jumps in whips
out the four pound
Eb
Dm
When we get there, we shakin'
Gm
all motherfucker down
It's what I had in mind,
let's get paid hit the spot
Eb
Gm
Just like a raid one of the homies got a gauge,
come on
Verse 18
Gm
Yeah, and all my niggaz say,
ride on, ride on
Yeah, and all the homies say, ride on
Cm
Yeah, and all the bitches say, ride on
Gm
Yeah, an d all the robbers say, ride
on, can't get caught up
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, ride on
Verse 19
Cm
Yeah, and all the homies say,
ride on
Gm
Yeah, and all the bitches say, ride on
Cm
Dm
Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on
Gm
Let
Verse 20
me holler at y'all for a minute man
Cm
Dm
Gm
I mean this game is gettin' real deep
We got niggaz that be misrepresentin'
Cm
I mean,
Dm
motherfuckers you know thinkin'
Verse 21
Is a motherfuckin' football game
or a football team or somethin'
Niggaz walkin' on and
shit like they free agents
And just leavin' when they want
to nigga this ain't no game
Cm
Gm
This is a motherfuckin'
way of life
Verse 22
Gm
DPGC, Dogg Pound Gangsta, nigga
The fuck wrong with these
niggaz man?
Niggaz be straight tryin' to put they little twist down,
holla at 'em
But you know we tryin' to stay
Gm
Ahead of the game baby, y'know?
Cm
Let me holler at y'all for a minute,
Dm
Gm
especially you
Verse 23
Gm
You done stepped in some Dogg Shit,
check your shoes
Eb
Dm
Nig ga this ain't Hollywood,
It's the Dogg House so
regroup your troops
Eb
Gm
And tell 'em it's Kurupt and Snoop
Verse 24
Gm
Fuck your crew it's on
I take your Brome
It's Don Corleone in the Chronic zone
I turn your dubs into nickels
while I'm chillin'
Cm
I melt your rhymes into
Dm
Gm
icicles while I'm killin'
Verse 25
Gm
Sell 'em, I tell 'em,
Kurupt, what's up?
Eb
Gm
I know you feel like givin' it up
We can't stop, won't stop,
what for
Cm
'Cause every other day another
Dm
Gm
nigga tryin' to pull a dulo
Verse 26
Gm
You know when I was fuckin' with the hood
Cm
It was all bad, thought it was all good
Gm
A nigga had to take a breather now
Like Khadijah 'cause
Verse 27
Fuck a feedin' fish, I put my dick
in your bitch
And make a wish, ha hah
Nigga that's gangsta shit
with the gangsta twist
Cm
Yeah, Dogg Pound gangsta
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