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tha dogg pound - cuz i'm a gangsta lyrics

[chorus: daz dillinger]
i smoke blunts, drink ‘gnac
bust caps at b-tch n-ggas ’cause it’s nothin’ to me
cuz i’m a gangsta
i g-ngb-ng, brains hangin’, dope slangin’
that’s the part of life of being a g
cuz i’m a gangsta
robbing banks, police shootouts, high speeds
and you know it ain’t sh-t to me
cuz i’m a gangsta
blowin’ dope up, like my 5, like my 10
it ain’t sh-t, it ain’t nothing but g
cuz i’m a gangsta

[verse 1: kurupt]
growing and gaining, posting and banging
holsters and chambers, toasters and laser beam operated cannons
to keep everything outside outside
the homies dumpin’ ’round the outside
me and daz is on a mission, tell me what you think
f-ck the world, n-gga, we raiding federal banks
it’s the only way to get some f-ckin’ money nowadays
off of 5, off of 10, off of 20 nowadays
off of 9, get me 9, get the 9, nina pop
f-ck around and get your femur chipped, stop, open up
open or get your m-th-f-ckin’ whole front opened up
from your m-th-f-ckin’ navel to your m-th-f-ckin’ hairline
separated your sections, look up, open lungs
since the days of shooting muskets, i’d have been bustin’
looking at the law in their eyes like ‘f-ck it, it’s nothin”
face to face, shooting and dumpin’, dippin’ and duckin’
you see i…

[verse 2: daz dillinger]
a quarter ki and two pounds with the 50 rounds
we spray you from ceiling, spray you down to the ground
i’m vicious, my n-gga, you know i have no feelings
check out the news for the next notorious dogg pound k!lling
i’m mill’d out, i’m thugged out
murder, grippin’ pistols from n-ggas who fresh out
i’m loc’ed up, i’m loc’ed up
ready for our provokers, n-ggas gotta die for it
i put it down from the barrel, n-ggas’ path is narrow
my aim sharp as an arrow, m-th-f-cka, i dare ya
step up, feel the wrath of al-qaeda
dat n-gga daz, kurupt young gotti, them dogg pound riders
we on fire, torch y’all n-ggas to death
f-ck what you talking ’bout, we the last n-ggas left
original crip, semi-clips, yeah, i love this sh-t
plus an agua stick, n-gga, we runnin’ this sh-t, oh…

[verse 3]
[kurupt]
sippin’ on thunder chicken in my neighborhood gear
like what’s happenin’, m-th-f-cka? there’s a hood up in here
straight dogg pound out like what’s it about
you and me, or is it ’bout what’s going on now?
i got something here, n-gga, that’ll force the crowd
to u-turn, muh’f-cka, immediately, like now
there’s only a few people who knows what’s going down
the rest is headed the opposite direction right now, we h-ll hounds

[daz]
n-ggas is h-llbound, burnin’ in the fire
my desire is to keep a strap ’cause these n-ggas be liars
i’m required to keep a strap ’cause these n-ggas be wired
you know i keep it g until the day i expire
you know the gang code, we catch ’em slippin’, let the gat explode
now he drops to his knees, n-gga, now the story told
open book, public looking, laid dead on the pavement
he prayed all day but the lord couldn’t save him
all the dumb sh-t he did caught up to him, b-tch
now he shot up as swiss cheese, found in a ditch
p-ss a couple of they homies now we empty the clip
n-gga, this dogg pound gangsta crip, n-ggas know now

- tha dogg pound lyrics

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