Just Doggin'

It's just another day in the hood for
Kurupt, yeah, that's me
Got schooled by
Snoop in a black
Cherokee Daz in the back,
Warren G. in the front
Nice sack of chronic with some gin in a cup
Back up I stack up the ***********
Tha Pound and the
Row is my only friends
If you talk *************t,
I hit you hard as
I can You talk *************t once but never again
Well, I'm back with the bubonic chronic sack for that ass
So all my doggs pack the back, laced his ass
To the fullest feeling
I'm feelin you never could feel
While your mind is comin where your body is chill
As I mob with tha pound and my *************
Nate Dogg
Not flaggin, not saggin, but havin a ball
Yo, saw y'all mother***********s wanna see like doggs
Wanna be like doggs, but can't compare to doggs
It's like one to the two, two to the three
K to the U-
R-U-P-T In fact,
I steps with a tech in the back
In the hood, ain't got no love, so
I packs a strap
And I once knew a ************* named
Dr. Dre He was a baller from the mother***********g
CPT(a baller from the CPT)
He hooked up with the *************s from the
LBC And now they *********** up the whole rap industry
Well, check it out, and peep game on the one they call
Dat *************
Daz An OG straight puttin it down for the
Eastside(right)
But this is just a dove sack of ***********
So till yo ass ***********s this mo
Now, you can't see my *********** homies from the
CPT And you can't see my *********** doggs from the
LBC Check this flow,
Hoover ain't the word to describe me, *************
Remember,
I'm murderin *************s as a hobby
Bodies get battered for *********** with the best dogg dump
With the tech-n-terror to *********** chest start
Do I give a ************* (hell no)
I'm a locc *************
Who you tryin to provoke(*************) step up, get smoked *************
Get the strap in the back
I'm rollin and a bumpin
*************s talk *************t
I won't write and start dumpin
Uh, who play the role like the
G's Punk ass middle *********** mark *************s, please
Murder in the first degree
I step with a tech, burst and flee
You'll find none worst than me
See, mother***********s murdered and mangled, strangled
Our *********** like a bangled
Take ya from a whole different angle
***********, I'm never sympin,
You'll see me pimpin
I step the clip in, bust a cap
Watch them fall flat on they back
Like this and like that from an automatic strap
So for tryin the techno
Respect I gets wrecked with a glock
And it just don't stop
I check every ************* known that's tryin to check me
I wreck microphones verbally, respect me
I'm off to the sto(re) to get me a fo(ur)
Oh, so I'm headed out the door
Now as I roll with
Kurupt and my cousin
Eastwood On a mission up to no good
We don't love you *************
After we finish diggin
Tha Pound's about that dollar and takin no *************t
From the busta ass *************s,
Bell it out *************t
Trick, recognize game when it slaps your face
See I ain't no fzzzake,
I take you to the next stzzzage
One time can't trzzzace, now why you punk twice
Now, you've been sleeping on the desk for a long time
Waitin for the ************* to come bust a dogg rhyme
So mother***********s throw your hands in the air
And get your proper groove on like you don't care
See I don't love them hoes
I like a butta nose
Keep my mind on my money, that's just how my money flows
And so How,
I thought you knew, but now you know
Dogg Pound's in tha house, now in the coupe,
Just Doggin
Dogg Pound's in tha house, now in the coupe,
Just Doggin