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tha dogg pound - ch-ching lyrics

[intro: daz dillinger]
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
ride with my homie, i’m from tha dogg pound (oh)

[chorus: daz dillinger]
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey, hey)
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
ride with my homie, i’m from tha dogg pound

[verse 1: daz dillinger]
i got a blunt that i’m smokin’ way more than eight grams
sittin’ on 23’s, pistol close in my hand
cruisin’ the block, blunt in my mouth, yeah, i’m smokin’
drivin’ while i’m smokin’, daz and kurupt straight locin’
wheel in hundred spokes, chrome pipes to the ground
bass subbin’ outta control, i like it loud
interior blue rag, jump out, my pants sag
n+ggas see my eyes blue, they wonder what i had
that bomb bomb, yeah, sticky icky bomb bomb
one hit, your lungs’ll blow up like napalm
who is it? gangstaz back in the flesh
on them chrome thangs, wheelin’ big bodies up on that chrome, mayne
8’s subbin’, woofs pumpin’ real watts power
sour herb no one can devour
then spew it all in cali, shine like the sun, i’m the one
pump, pump, pump one gun, all y’all get done ’cause i
[chorus: daz dillinger]
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey, hey)
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
ride with my homie, i’m from tha dogg pound

[verse 2: kurupt]
what the f+ck you thought it was when we walk up in the club?
i was greeted with a hug, big titties all in front
i’ma push, got the kush, got the bird up in the bush
got a b+tch from connecticut with dominican etiquette
i make it happen, c+ck it, clap, n+gga, stop it, pull it, pop it (pull it, pop it)
in the club lookin’ at the p+ssy poppin’ (p+ssy poppin’)
ass droppin’, i can’t help but look and watch it
while i’m watchin’, secrets off, b+tches poppin’, so erotic (so erotic)
i ride chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s
locin’, smokin’, pimpin’ on some b+tches
n+ggas know what’s always smokin’
b+tches pause, n+gga, on my b+lls, n+gga
all gas, forward calls, n+gga
me and daz into gettin’ all the cash
dogg pound gangstaz mashed up indica and hash
time to show you n+ggas how to separate the in and out
back then, beginning now
dippin’ up and down and ’round and ’round
[chorus: daz dillinger]
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey, hey)
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
ride with my homie, i’m from tha dogg pound

[verse 3: daz dillinger]
fat creases, my khakis come in two pieces
two+tone shirt and pants, i’m fresh, please believe it
daz and kurupt in the house, we gangsta and all that
we back, puttin’ b+tch n+ggas up on they bizzack
we west coast, yeah, we got the gangsta sh+t
got the whole world lovin’ it, kurupt, yo, spit

[verse 4: kurupt]
y’all don’t know? ridin’ through the streets with ease
i had a b+tch, korean mixed with j+panese
she had a friend, filipino from the philippines
i’m just a g, dpgc and it seems
when i hop in my ride and ride with the westside
phenomenon, and bomb and rise and shine
surrounded by dimes every second, all the time
we one of a kind, get inside, close your eyes
my cutty is straight, dogg pound’s the gang
let me twist these motherf+ckers so you can see them thangs, i
[chorus: daz dillinger]
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey, hey)
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
ride with my homie, i’m from tha dogg pound (ho)
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey, hey)
i’m ridin’ chrome, 24’s, 25’s, 26’s (skrrt)
smokin’ while we hollerin’ at some b+tches (hey, hey)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
i charge n+ggas whatever to do a song now (ch+ching)
ride with my homie, i’m from tha dogg pound

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