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For All My Niggaz & Bitches
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Tha Dogg Pound
Featuring(s) : The Lady of Rage
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[Verse 1: Kurupt] Well, it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, nigga See these other fools, but you can't see me, nigga Who am I? (It's Kurupt, motherfucker) Do or die (We gives a fuck, motherfucker) So slow your roll, I'm in control like Janet The loc-est twenty-one year old nigga that's on this planet Take it for granted if ya wanna, 'cause I'm gonna Grab my strap then clear the corner, bitch [Chorus: Dat Nigga Daz & Lil' Malik] To all my bitches and my niggas, and my niggas and my bitches Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air And if you don't give a shit like we don't give a shit Wave your motherfuckin' fingers in the air To all my niggas and my bitches, and my bitches and my niggas Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck Keep your motherfuckin' hands in the air [Verse 2: Dat Nigga Daz] Now, on a one (One), two (Two), three (Three), who could it be? Comin' with a grip of gangsta shit for '93 So '94's arrived, nigga, back on up And let me and my dog Kurupt fuck shit up Now can't nobody see me here or there, wherever I bails I put it down all around, 'cause ain't shit for sale In the coupe with the beat, flossin' off gold Ds And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I mean And it don't take much for Tha Dogg Pound to bust a cap In your ass, for gettin' us all fucked up, now check it It's a fallout for niggas like those Who supposed to be the shit, but steadily bitchin' like hoes Yes, y'all, walk the dogs, yes, y'all, yiggy-y'all Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball [Verse 3: Kurupt] I packs a strap like that, I kicks it like this Now, how many bitches must get dicked? Before they say, "Oh, that is that nigga from back in the day I never, ever thought I'd see him bustin' with Dr. Dre" 'Cause I grips mics, I rips mics in half Hoes be comin' to my flat so I can tap that ass, to all [Chorus: Dat Nigga Daz & Lil' Malik] To all my niggas and my bitches, and my bitches and my niggas Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air And if you don't give a shit like we don't give a shit Wave your motherfuckin' fingers in the air To all my niggas and my bitches, and my bitches and my niggas Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck Keep your motherfuckin' fingers in the air [Verse 4: Kurupt & Dat Nigga Daz] You're headed my way, nigga, you best to hit a U-turn quick So what's happenin'? I'm cappin' shit up like a Western flick The kingpin of the clique, top notch Seventeen-shot Glock cocked, so all niggas drop The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin' to serve the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, 'cause it's a murder fest I smoke chronic every day, so what have we? Another motherfucker gettin' served like some cavi Now who drops (Rough rhymes) I got the Juice like 2Pac (Plus I'm), rollin' with two Glocks Fly motherfuckers can't see Kurupt Hell-raisin' like Pinhead, beware, I'm tearin' shit the fuck up Slow your roll like your legs was broken Who's jokin'? Rakim never joked, so why should I, loc? And that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow, though Runnin' 'em like Flo-Jo, stranded on Death Row Mediocre motherfuckers die 'cause I'm servin' And they can't fuck with or see me, I'm mass-murderous Smokin' indo, look out my window I suppose (Yeah) Niggas don't understand how we kicks different flows I'm raw like news footage, I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched Drop to your knees like a dog in heat Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techniques [Chorus: Dat Nigga Daz & Lil' Malik] To all my niggas and my bitches, and my bitches and my niggas Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air And if you don't give a shit like we don't give a shit Keep your motherfuckin' fingers in the air To all my niggas and my bitches and my bitches and my niggas Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck Keep your motherfuckin' fingers in the air [Verse 5: Lady of Rage] Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdown, take down When it comes to the mic, I'm puttin' my weight down And that's a hundred seventy-five pounds of beef Beatin' your ass down to the concrete Fool, act like ya know I'm stranded on Death Row with nowhere to go So, what's a girl to do? Take out a crew or two, a few, what you wanna do? [Bridge: Snoop Dogg, Tha Dogg Pound] Throw your guns in the motherfuckin' air We don't care (Niggas don't give a fuck, nigga) About nothin' at all Just my Doggs and clockin' a grip', bitch (Niggas don't give a fuck, nigga) That's why I can kick it so tuff 'Cause when times get ruff, my (Niggas don't give a fuck, nigga) The clique that I'm with don't give a shit You know why? (Real niggas don't give a fuck) [Outro: Dat Nigga Daz] Now all the bitches and the niggas Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air To all my niggas and my bitches Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air To all my niggas and my bitches Wave your motherfuckin' hands in the air And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck Keep your motherfuckin' fingers in the air
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