feat snoop dogg tha dogg pound - don't give a fucc (feat. snoop dogg) - tha dogg pound lyrics
tha motherf-ckin’ dogg pound
is definitely in the motherf-ckin’ house
you know what i’m sayin’?
yo kurupt, run that sh-t
n-gg-z i grew up with, n-gg-z i jacked with
some n-gg-z i’m cool with and some n-gg-z i scr-pped with
gets crazy when the light gets dark
put my schwin on the porch, now i’m headed for the park
(little does he know there’s a crew of n-gg-z waitin’
to put him on they hood, and they been antic-p-tin’)
fix my khakis as i step and i parks my ride
(ey yo, what up kurupt?) westside, n-gg- (right)
peepin’ out the spot and that’s just on gp
just in case some motherf-ckers wanna try and see me
no sooner than i say what i’m thinkin’ what i thought of
two n-gg-z run up on me and they tellin’ me to follow
and now they askin’ me what hood i’m from
well since yo’ hood is my hood, then my hood is yo’ hood
the rat pack is on, as i falls to the floor
i can’t run so i guess i gotta throw ’em
i’m scr-ppin’ with these n-gg-z ’til my mouth got bl–dy
and after it’s over we got some drink and we got budded
since i’m only 13 this must be my
i really don’t know but that’s just how that sh-t flow
rat-tat-tat-tat, f-ckin’ droppin’ on that -ss
b.g. is born, so grab your gats and blast
it’s like i’m free but yet and still i feel i’m stuck
cause the hood that i’m from n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck
run for your gun motherf-cker and duck
if you slip you’ll get plucked ’cause (n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
lil’ looney motherf-cker by the name of kurupt
growin’ up crazy ’cause (n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
so daz, my mellow, my n-gg-
show these motherf-ckers that (n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
the click that i’m with – don’t give a sh-t
you know why? (n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck)
early ’85 got my stack on fat
got kinda flossy and rushed me a ‘llac
it felt kinda funny with money, but ain’t no thang
see what’s a coupe deville without a set of dana danes?
so i rushed ’em with the quickness and i put ’em on the coupe
smokin’ weed, servin’ cavi, now i know how to cook loot
dat n-gg- daz was the name and the game was mine
sewin’ sh-t up for willow to the back of 1-9
mr. dopeman, they done ga-uh-grabbed me
sent me to penitentiary ’cause i used to serve cavi
makin’ big money on the block, that was us ’til we bust
off-brand stepped up then off-brand get rushed (blaaw!)
motherf-cker (f-ckers), knew about me (’bout me)
well they didn’t know enough to where they say they doubt me (doubt me)
so it’s relatively cool and sh-t
but the n-gg-z who don’t give a f-ck, are the n-gg-z i f-ck with
throw your guns in the motherf-ckin’ air, we don’t care
(n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
about nothin’ at all, just my doggs and clockin’ a grip
(n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
that’s why i can kick it so tough, ’cause when times get rough my
(n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
the click that i’m with, don’t give a sh-t, you know why?
(real n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
now i’m back up on the block
and i’m the g that’s pushin’ ki’s, puttin’ a 187 on cops
and it don’t stop, and it don’t quit
now let me see if these n-gg-z plan to set trip
bang to the boogie and boogie to the bang
is the song that i sang when i let my nuts hang
do my thang – quickly, slowly, fo’ surely
n-gg-z like yourself best to act like you know me
startin’ sh-t ’cause they n-gg-z mad d-gg-n’ me
so now it’s time for me to release the f-ckin’ hogg in me
i puts my hand on my heat, peep, we four deep
dat n-gg- daz, warren g, me and snoop doggy dogg in a ’93 jeep (beotch)
it don’t stop – glock, in the back, pack a fat knot
anybody killer, so what’s up?
kurupt and dat n-gg- daz
(are two n-gg-z who don’t give a f-ck).
(n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
(n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
(n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
(real n-gg-z don’t give a f-ck, n-gg-)
awww sh-t, ha ha ha, yeah
i like that sh-t, ya know
i like that gangsta sh-t
this is definitely some of that sh-t
a n-gg- could kick back and smoke a fat -ss joint to
know what i’m sayin’?
dogg pound in the house…
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