Anything .......... SWV

Old Time's Sake .......... Sweet Sable

Part Time Lover .......... H-Town

big Pimpin' .......... The Dogg Pound

Didn't Mean To Turn You On .......... 2nd II None

Doggie Style .......... D.J. Rogers

Regulate .......... Nate Dogg

Pour Out a Little Liquor .......... Thug Life

Gonna Give It To Ya .......... Jewell

Afro Ruffs .......... The Lady Of Rage

Jus So Ya Know .......... Boss Hog

Hoochies Need Love Too .......... Paradise

I'm Still In Love With You .......... Al B. Sure!

Crack 'Em .......... O.F.T.B.

U Bring Da Dog Out .......... Rhythm & Knowledge

Blowed Away .......... B Rozell

It's Not Deep Enough .......... Jewell

Dogg Pound 4 Life .......... The Dogg Pound

[Intro:]

I'll give you anything
A like that y'all, a like that ya like
I'll give you anything baby
A like that y'all, a like that like that
I'll give you anything
A like that y'all, a like that ya like
A like that y'all, a like that like that
I'll give you anything
A like that y'all, a like that check it out
I'll give you anything baby
A like that y'all, a check it out check it out

[SWV]

Anticipation, of what's to come
I'm so happy that, I'm the lucky one
So long I've waited but it's, never too late
For love...

It feels so right, baby, that it can't be wrong
Where I am weak, baby, you make me strong
I'm down for you, and whatever you want
to do... it's all up to you, because

[Chorus:]

Anything you want, baby
Gonna try to
I am gonna try to do
It's alright
I'm gonna try, to do
Pleasure every way
You can ride
Just to get with you
If you want to
To...

[SWV]

Whatever method used, is alright with me
As long as you get to where, you need to be
This is the vision made for both of our eyes
To see...

It feels so right, it can't be wrong
Where I am weak, ba-by, you make me strong
I'm down for you, and whatever you want me
To do... it's all up to you, because

[Chorus]

[Ol Dirty Bastard]
Dirty Bas, style cuts like glass
Gotta gotta keep it high power to the mass
Yo Gods, another like platinum hit
Party people all around be sayin that's the shit!

[Method Man]
Kaboom! Guess who stepped in the room
Tical, hailing from the Shaolin Isle
It be me the killer bee, on the M-I-C
With the S-S-double-double-U (W) to the V-V
Me me goin downtown, let me see
If we all and together now, make it mo' better now
Listen, I ain't sweatin no competition
Flow, goin mad low like I'm dissin

[U-God]
Another chapter from the Wu-Tang group
Take a look or a peak, killer bees never sleep
Nonstop, put you on the choppin block
Unorthodox, attitude to melting pot

[Method Man]
I'll do anything, I'm so into you
Right here, I win, downtown with the Wu
Kaboom! Guess who stepped in the room
The S-S-double-double-U (W) to the V-V

[Chorus and Intro repeat to end]

1 -I know a place where we could go outside and have some fun
Just you and me
Together, we are one on one

2 -I know you, you remember when we used to chill back when
Smokin' a blunt
And sippin' on a pint of gin

Long time, no see
What ya been doin'?
Is everything alright?
I know you know
That I've been coolin'
Even though, I've been out of sight
This time don't leave me hangin' 'round
I want you to love me down
Just you and me
Baby you just wait
Let's get together, for old time's sake

(Repeat 1)
(Repeat 2)

Let's take it slow
Can I have one more chance?
To love you
I know that it will be fine
It seems to me, that you don't belong to another
And I know that we were meant to be
You are the only man that I need
? 'til you see what I mean
Let's have some fun
Do the things we used to, oh
Let's get together
Just me and you

(Repeat 2)
(Repeat 1)

(Repeat 2)
(Repeat 1)

(Repeat 2)

(Verse 1)
You been working all day I know you wanna complain
I'll be only there for you till you call my name
I can work around you I wanna make feel strong
I know I can't be your full time baby
so let me be your part time lover

(Chorus)
If you don't mind I do you just fine
I could be your part time lover
(repeat)

There is not another man who can take care of you right now
I know your busy baby let me be your part time through
I can give you love baby girl anytime or anywhere anytime time
that you free baby call me and I'll be there

(Chorus)
If you don't mind I do you just fine
I could be your part time lover
(repeat)

(Bridge)
I wanna be your part time lover
I just wanna be your part time through
I don't have much to do (I said I don't have much to do baby) Let me do it for you (so let so let me rub you baby) And you will
be fine (you will be fine) be fine

(Chorus)
If you don't mind I do you just fine
I could be your part time lover
(repeat)

[Kurupt]
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cock
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my homey Dru house to puff on the loop
Seen my little homey Style who I ain't seen in a while
Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
Liquor sto', so I grab some mixed gin and juice
Got a quarter pound of bud so I'm fucked up two
seven, eight, nine ten eleven twelve
Bailed back in the crib (For what?) Because I'm all-in
Conversated then I dug the hoe out
I fixed me some food, then go the hell out
Two A.M. on the dizot, I pause and I stizop
I reminisce on that ass that I rizocked
Now I'm high as a kite
Yeahh, and I'm feelin alright
Four A.M. as I stoll back to my crib
to see what's with my woman and my newborn kid

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
We do this everyday about the same time, beyotch!

[Nate Dogg]
I was at the park one day, that's when I saw her face
She looked kind of cavi to me
But when I take her home, and tap that ass I'm gone
I'm just a dog don't blame me

[Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Now do I love them hoes? (HELL NAW!)
And why is that? (Because you're Snoop Doggy Dogg!)
(And you never gave a fuck about a bitch;
cause to you, bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks)
Ha hah, dee dee dadi dadi dah
Listen to the sounds from my nigga Doggy Dogg
Slidin through the city in the rag six-fo'
Hoppin like a motherfucker tryin to find a hoe
Hittin all the spots but I'm comin up blank
I'm headed to the liquor store to get myself some drank
Parks my ride as I, steps inside, as I
puts my nine double-M to my side, as I
continue with my mission
Pussy is my dish and I'm fishin, wishin
upon a star, to come up on some ends
but she caviar, and I let her bet her pussy
so I can get my pimp on
Cause my pen gets my pimp on from G to ozone

[Big Pimpin]
I have pimped my pen, on cold Michigan nights
and the bitch didn't freeze up on me, when I wanted her to write it
I have pimped my pen in the hot California sun
and the bitch didn't drip, smell, or run
as she turned the trick pages, from looseleaf to zig-zags
I have pimped my pen and she is number one in my stable
for I have yet not got a refill, for her
I love her that's why she keeps, performing for me
I have pimped my pen... and she is number one, in my stable
Pleasure, is the treasure that the girl sells all day
Pleasure is the reason that she brings daddy his cash
Dedicated the hoe, dedicate for sure
Dripping willows on satin pillows
Love is being checked, from a hoe
Dead presidents still getting their fuck on
I'm so happy because ain't nothing like a lollipop
that gets sucked, ALL day long
A tangy, little candy drop
I love it when she brings me the pay
Dedicated like everyday... to the sunshine
Yeah my hoe brings me mine
For like she says she does
And I believed her when I accept it
Yeah I got pimp bones in my body
and I rock them, like la-di-da-di
I rock them, mighty hardy, like la-di-da-di
I got pimp bones in my body

[Intro:]
Kane got it goin' on. Hey girl I didn't mean it.
Hey a sweet love a sweet
love. Girl I didn't mean it. Check it out.

[KK:]
I never should of tripped with a girl in a woman's place
But it was all in her thighs and her cute face
Now see baby kind of sexy yeah she got it goin' on
But damn did she have to go and get sprung
Young girl now let me think
Can I get your attention with my left eye wink
Or maybe please can I call you baby
Will a buldge in my pants drive a young girl crazy

[Singing:]
How could it be
She gave her body so easily
Next was sex on top of me

[KK:]
Or did I make it too good for ya baby
Now peep KKs another yeah
A step down from a lover but no farther then friends
Ya see I got a plan like I always said ya know
Girl I gotta go gotta go now see

[Hook:]
Baby I really didn't mean to turn you on
I didn't mean to turn you on [x2]

Now baby tell me what's goin' on
The way you treat a nigga you know it's wrong now

[Singing:]
Bitch come down take a ride with me
I'll show you how things are suppose to be

Like killing that cat from the back
Brake it down to the floor
With a 20 sack of love you don't hear me though
Now baby baby

[Singing:]
You gotta put your face up or either raise up (yeah)
Cause when it comes to lovin' I got a lot of huggin'
And you can be my muffin

So don't be surprised if I lick up in between your thighs
And make you cream on yourself
Cause I'm pack the proper love that can stay on swole
And make that money straight fold
So if you ready I can give you the world
Just get it like that you go girl

[Hook]

Now baby relax take a sip of the Conjac of Henessy
When you finish me cause we can do that
So don't be shy (just turn around a minute)
And spread them thighs
(And know I'm all up in it)
Strokin', pokin' and teasin'
Cause I'm the only one that be pleasin'
I'm lettin' you know I'll treat you fair
So come on let me take you there

Now you gotta make it easy as can be
If you wanna come kick it with a fool like me you know
(I can make it better) Hey only if you let it
(What's up with you and me girl?)
Baby can I wet it
Now you wanna run you're tryin' to make me chase
Sweet honeybun can I get a taste?
Sex don't have to be if you don't want it to be
But when it's time to make it happen make it happen with me
But...

[Hook]
Did you do it like this?
Then you can do it like that. Do you make it feel
good? I can make it real good. [x2]

[Intro]
I'm gonna do things to you
That only I can do
I wanna hear you say
That you only think of me
The ways we can do
And the style that you want me to do

1 -You know the way that I like it
Doggie style
You told me before that you liked it
Doggie style
Let's do it doggie style

You know the way that I like it
Doggie style
I really would like to ride it
Doggie style
Let's do it doggie style

Baby, come closer
I want undress you
I'm gonna give it to you baby
Until you can't take no more
You know my ? never moves
Unless you're here
I gotta be behind your lovin' baby
Within, oh within
Oh oh
Oh oh oh, mm mm

Repeat 1

?Inches away, from my ecstasy?
You and I on the floor
Let's get freaky
Please let me lick you
In my favorite place
While I'm deep inside your love
Baby don't you move, you'll disturb my groove
Oh no no baby

Repeat 1

Come on over
Lay your head down
So I can get freaky
I wanna get freaky with you, yes I do
Turn over baby
And back up into me
So let me love you down
You know I can
There's no need to worry
I'm your ???

You know the way that I like
You told me before that you liked it
You know the way that I like it
I really would like to ride it

Repeat 1 to fade

[G:]
Regulators
we regulate any stealing of his property
and we damn good too
But you can't be any geek off the street,
gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean, earn your keep!
REGULATORS!!! MOUNT UP!

[G:]
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume
some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
just rollin in my ride, chillin all alone

[Nate:]
Just hit the Eastside of the LBC
on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G.
Seen a car full of girls ain't no need to tweak
all you skirts know what's up with 213

[G:]
So I hooks a left on the 21 and Lewis
some brothas shootin dice so I said "Let's do this"
I jumped out the ride, and said "What's up?"
some brothas pulled some gats so I said "I'm stuck."

[Nate:]
Since these girls peepin me I'ma glide and swerve
these hookers lookin so hard they straight hit the curb
Won'tcha think of better things than some horny tricks
I see my homey and some suckers all in his mix

[G:]
I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself
I can't believe they taking Warren's wealth
they took my rings, they took my rolex
I looked at the brotha said "Damn, what's next?"

[Nate:]
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
ain't none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
I gotta come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down

[G:]
They got guns to my head
I think I'm going down
I can't believe this happenin in my own town
If I had wings I could fly
let me contemplate
I glanced in the cut and I see my homey Nate

[Nate:]
Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold
now they droppin and yellin
it's a tad bit late
Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate

I laid all them busters down
I let my gat explode
now I'm switching my mind back into freak mode
if you want skirts sit back and observe
I just left a gang of those over there on the curb

[G:]
Now Nate got the freaks
and that's a known fact
before I got jacked I was on the same track
back up back up cause it's on
N A T E and me
the Warren to the G

[Nate:]
Just like I thought
they were in the same spot
in need of some desperate help
the Nate Dogg and the G-child
were in need of something else
one of them dames was sexy as hell
I said "ooo I like your size."
she said "my car's broke down and you seem real nice,
would ya let me ride?"
I got a car full of girls and it's going real swell
the next stop is the Eastside Motel

[G:]
I'm tweaking
into a whole new era
G-Funk
step to this
I dare ya
Funk
on a whole new level

[Nate:]
the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

[G:]
Chords
Strings
We brings
Melody
G-Funk
where rhythm is life
and life is rhythm

[Nate:]
If you know like I know
you don't wanna step to this
It's the G-Funk era
funked out with a gangsta twist
if you smoke like I smoke
then you high like everyday
and if your ass is a buster
213 will regulate

[2Pac]
Yeah
Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga
This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie
(Light up a fat one for this one)
How you come up man?

I started young kickin dust and, livin rough
You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man
I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh
I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five
We drinkin forties, lil' shorties livin naughty lives
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers
Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits
I couldn't fuck with the schhhoooollll life, I was a fool
I'll play that motherfucker for a toooollll man
Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin
Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin
Playin them hoes like manure
First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that's how we do it (ha ha!)
It's two niggaz comin up out the hood
livin life just as good as we could
But since a bitch can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's busted
The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail
tryin to get a motherfucker to tell
And couldn't nobody diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X]

This goes out to all you so called G's
Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners
Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
What's that you drinkin on?

Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and gone
And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry
Cause I'm losin all my homies and I worry
I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me, "Son there'll be days like this"
Don't wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed
We had plans of bein big time G's
Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys
And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' down for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your son's gettin big and strong
and I'd love'm like one of my own, til you come home and
the years sure fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business
That's the way it's supposed to be
Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me
Homie, I can remember scrapin back to back
Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog
I hope my words can paint a perfect picture
And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya
Pour out some liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"

Look at you
Drinkin got you where you don't even give respect to your partners
Pour out some liquor nigga!
It ain't like that
Tip that shit over
Pour out a little liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X]

This for my nigga Madman
Dagz, Hood, Silk yeah
A little liquor for my homies y'all
We in this motherfuckin piece YEAH
Pour out a little liquor
Young Queen, YEAH
This one goes out to all my mack partners
Back in the motherfuckin Bay
Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house
(Pour out a little liquor)
My nigga Richie Rich, Gov'na
(I don't care, Nighttrain, Henessey)
All my real motherfuckin partners
(Pour out a little liquor)
And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz
Yeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!!

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[Chorus: repeat 2X]

I rock rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs (RAGE!)
[Snoop] Rock on, wit cha bad self

[Verse One: The Lady of Rage]
I rock on with my bad self cause it's a must
It's the Lady Of Rage still kickin up dust
So umm, let me loosen up my bra strap
And umm, let me boost ya with my raw rap
Cause I'ma break it down to the nitty-gritty one time
When it comes to the lyrics I gets busy with mine
Busy as a beaver, ya best believe-a
This grand diva's runnin shit with the speed of a cheetah, meet a
lyrical murderer... I'm servin em like two scoops of chocolate
Check it how I rock it
I'm the one that's throwin bolos, ya better roll a Rolo
to find out I'm the number one solo, uhh
The capital R-A now take it to the G-E
I bring the things to light, but you still can't see me
I flow like a monthly you can't cramp my style
For those that try to punk me here's a Pamprin child
No need to say mo', check the flow
Rage in effect once mo', so now ya know

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: The Lady of Rage]

Now I'm hittin MC's like hit MC's like ("Hoo-yu-ken!") *Street Fighter sound*
Ain't no doubt about it I'm the undisputed
So what you uhh, wanna do is back on up
I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts, pass the bucks
So put your money on the bread winner
I kick lyrics so dope that the brothers call em head spinners
I got the tongue that is outdone anyone
from the rising to the setting of the sun
or the moon, I consume the room with doom
When I hear the kick of a 808 bass ... POOM
BOOM, BAM, God, DAYUMMMMMM!
I'm hittin so hard you could say it's a grand, slam, dunk, punks
get broken off for chunk when they feel the funk
of the rhythm (fresh) that I give em
Let it hit em, split em, did it now I'm rid of em, yeah
I put that on my unborn kids
Rage in effect so you know how it is

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse Three: The Lady of Rage]

Now ever since my debut, I've continued to lay you
flat on your back from the raps that I spat, spit
Ohh shit, I'm the shit!
You can't get wit the Rage then tough tit-tie
I pi-ty the fool, that gets
with the lyrical murderer cause my shit is rude (OOOH!)
You wanna get with the wickedness? With that
big bot-ty that's kickin it, rippin it apart like Jason
You'll be, chasin a dream like Freddy
are you ready for the cream de la creme?
I'm steam pressurin those who ain't measurin up
I keep competitors stuck
in the muck with they butt up, what chu wanna nut up
like cashew, don't you know that I will mash you? For real
That's the deal, I'm straight out of Farmville, VA
(So what you gotta say?)

[Chorus 2X]

Huhh
I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (RAGE!)
[repeat 4X]

Get with the uhh, roughest, roughest
Get with the uhh, toughest, toughest (RAGE!)
Get with the uhh, roughest, roughest (Yeah)
Get with the uhh, toughest, toughest (RAGE!)
Get with the uhh, wickedness, roughest
I am the uhh, wickedness (RAGE!)

[Outro: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Yeah, one-nine-nine-fo'
The indo blow and the grass grow
Snoop Doggy Dogg still don't love a hoe
But you gotta give credit when credit is due
Women back down and bow down to my motherfuckin homegirl
The Lady Of Rage
She rocks rough and stuff with the Afro Puffs
Handcuffed and she busts
And trick biatch, she's guaranteed to tear shit up
Y'know what I'm sayin?

Oahoahohhh.. talk to them CPO..

[Verse One]
Permit me to kick some licks, a bodacious flow
Occupation - looney motherfucker; set I claim - the Row
So the first motherfucker that's caught up in the twist
will be found - in the depths of the Westbound
Take your place while we here to lay raws
Drizzaws, full of caper for some paper to fold
Sort of a jack episode if you will
I was a do-low nigga from birth, and I'm that do-low nigga still
See that, be what, the fuck a nigga mean
when I say - you can't envision me, cause I can't be seen
like Casper the Ghost I creeps the most
cause I'm just so motherfuckin sly, invisible through the eye
So motherfuckers can duck and dodge and slide
but there's, really no escape from the nigga from this side
Which side? Westside, layin in the cut to gank your load
when we's in "don't give a fuck" mode
See if it's grip we want, it's grip we get
So run motherfuckers 'fore youse caught up in the sunsets
Bitch-made niggaz best to keep that ass at home
cause that Boss Hog nigga's on the late night roam

[Chorus: CPO-Boss Hog (repeat 2X)]

This is just so ya know - (??) niggaz to hoes
If an ass gets gone - well it's good as on (it's on)
If you're trickin off your luck - you're dead as a duck
and til the day we gives a fuck, cuz, you're wrong

[Verse Two]
The late night, creeper nigga gets his stroll
for seekin out that bitch, to open the guts and bust on my nuts
Off to the spizznot - with chronic and fat knots
and them murderizin hoes droppin drawers to expose cock
Now I'm (?) - emotions of a G
Girl you know this Death Row, so you can not see a nigga
that's fin' to get paid on they block - think I ain't?
Cause I've been known to bank and serve up glock fool
Now on the move, to much higher and bigger thangs
Must be in it to win it, cause I does them nigga thangs
My nuts is where they wanna swang, and dangle off and on they roam
And no romance between us so gets the fuck on
Bitch-made, nut and break his nose, and meaner for tricks
I gots love for nothin but my niggaz and grip
So now you know.. and I be's off into the moonlight
puffin the I-N-do

[Chorus 1/2]

[Verse Three]
(??) we, get into the grillin of a, fool
Ain't no nigga breathin can fuck up my rule
I'm that same nigga police done sought
but no a nigga never ever been caught, cause I'm just sneaky doe
I'm (??) and stinky, for those who see me
I rolls discretely, does my lows discretely
Completely, a true blue G to my name
CPO the shit, and Death Row's to blame
So if a nigga wanna breathe in long
then the nigga best to eat his own
That's how me and nina does, we gives a fuck who nigga what
If he's steppin to me wrong, nigga gone
Bitch so late (??) it ain't shit
Kinda like that 'llac bendin corners, I ain't easy to hit
The hoe as in G'dee don't wanna see, right
Peeps through the sight, them freaks as they peeps the late night
Freeze up, raise up, cause Jack it's on for your (??)
If you're (??) motherfucker break yo' self
cause yo' fo' is kinda sweet
I think I'ma have transfer them Dana's to my Grand Cherokee
Be slippin niggaz up out of they shit like surgery
cause a motherfucker gots to get stacked on track with urgency
Ya know, so next time slang motherfuckin thangs
Your shit'll be gone - fuck if you see me if I see you it's on

[Chorus 1/2]

[1] - Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, groove with me
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, groove with me

So you're trippin', cuz I'm a little rougher than you're used to
I ain't the one you act a fool to
Step to me roam, and I'mma snap your neck
And put your ho in check, and if ya take another step... [gun cocks]
Back in the day, if I will remember
You had the hanky for a hoochie now you're frontin' when you're near me
And you know a hoochie ain't a hizoe
That's why you gotta gizo
But really you don't here me though
But anyway, I ain't trippin'
So don't you slip, cuz I'm dippin'
This sucka you ain't pimpin', uh
You gotta step to a hoochie with a little more game on your tongue
Oh yes, I get hung
And I don't need a father figure
Daddy dearest tryna nut up
Put your game up or shut the fuck up
And about that little tramp you supportin'
You're starin' me down, but I'm that hoochie you was shortin'

[Repeat 1]

Everybody's out to dis a hoochie, but don't even front
Just slide up a blunt
You gots to groove me to step to me
Ooh-ee ooh-ee, do he want me?
Or is he just a freaky brother fiendin' for some booty?
And thinkin' a bad ass hoochie might give the skins quicker
You got another thing comin' little nigga
We grew up on the same block, we went through the same
Now how you gonna have me deal with you?
You'se a trick
We both saw your momma get beat down by your pops
And saw your auntie get freaked down by your pops
And watched your ass get toe down
Just like your pops, and you gets no props
Now you're tryna educate your mind
Five percent and Klein, and you never touch the swine
But what about that old fade that you're sportin'?
You're starin' me down, but I'm that hoochie you was shortin'

[Repeat 1]

So step to the left of mine
Cock it out when I'm ringin' your chimes
A chocolate brotha on my arm, and he's fine
Yeah, and I'm...
Groovin' cuz I know he's right here
And can't nobody jump in my groove, I pumps fear
And y'all be lookin' at my man, however I'm peepin' you
A hoochie or not, my size 8 will be deep in you
Forget the peace treaty when you're steppin' to a sweetie
Sucka, you can't understand
I got his back-up if he needs me
Just like that Bonnie and Clyde, or that busta and that hoochie
Yeah, I gotta have me a brotha strong enough to groove me

Groove with me
So come on and groove me
Even though I'm a hoo-hoo-hoochie

Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochies need love too
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, even though I'm a hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, don't ya know we need love too
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, even though I'm a hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochies need love too
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, even though, even though I'm a hoochie

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[Hook:]
CRACK let me at 'em let me at 'em let me at 'em
So I CRACK let me at 'em let me at 'em let me at 'em

Although about a million to this shit to be tooken out
And for you fools who let us in good lookin' out
Now let us make our doe don't want no one enfore this
Lookin' out for all our niggas who support this
And for you motherfucers waitin' for that break up
The Bottom is creepin' to the top you better wake up
Because an obstacle is not impossible
We'll go over or crawl under like a rock-a-roach
And don't you ever think you fools are gonna play us
Because again not even Raid couldn't fade us
I fought us in and now we goin' for that platinum
Comin' back with album three you know we crackin' 'em

[Hook (x3)]

In 1983 we was upstate
We wasn't thinkin' about parole we had x-dates
I put the P into paper to free my mind
Once a nigga get released I gotta get mine
I never knew I had to struggle in this industry
But stop rockin' the mic they said it couldn't be
So in the meantime the inbetween time
I kept writting in the hall where it's cold
Cause I couldn't sto fight
Five years later I hit the streets
I found my niggas we got it together flowin' on T.V.
We had to come up with some money cause the shit costs
(Who broke it off?) My nigga G.T. and the motherfuckin' boss
We made song after song for the bitches and the homies
While y'all was at home lookin' at videos of the phonies
Now the Bottom is comin' back with a killing flow
So make room for a nigga on Death Row
And let us...

[Hook]

[Talking:]
Project kids three niggas living on the edge
In other words we're damn near dead
But hunters don't choke we go for broke
And y'all thought it was over

They say it ain't over till the fat lady sings
What that hoe don't know nothin' about the noise that I bring
Let that hoe rock that note and I'm a killer her (kill her)
If that snipe got hype off that Miller
Tickin' like time bomb (BOOM)
I'm dangerous straight up watch you motherfuckers can't fuck with us
Come around and get beat down or either shot down
In other words don't fuck around
I'm stressin' to the max I'm stressin' to the max
I knew I shouldn't of signed that motherfuckin' contract
But all I wanted to do was put my voice on a track
Never thought my album hit a flip flop fag
A flip flop gag a flip flop fag
They let a nigga for dead but we got against that
They put me on a sound they put me on a sound
They said I'm gonna rule but they already left
So tackin' a rapper a nigga had no patience
I'm crackin' motherfuckers with no hesitation

[Hook]

[Human barking sound x 4]
Awww, damn!

[Chorus]
U bring da dog out of me
U bring da dog out of me, owww
U bring da dog out of me
U bring da dog out of me, owww

I must confess as I fixate on your dress and the way you move
You got me hot, my mind is spinin' like a top
Your skin's so silky smooth (so silky smooth)

[Bridge]
Yearning, burning, I want your love
Touch me, teach me what you dream of
Hold me, scold me, baby, as you will
Inside, outside, show me what you feel, babe

[Chorus]

Don't be surprised if you make my nature rise while we're dancin'
slow
It's the natural thing when you're makin' jimmy swing
Honey, don't you move

[Bridge]

[Chorus x 4]

[Thanks to Melanie Ann Hevel for these lyrics.]

Yeah, I'm kickin' it for real with B Real
Come on, kick that fly gangsta shit

Blowed away, flowin' away
Chillin' like a mothafucka
On this hot ass day
Damn, kinda hot, so I just
Ride as I glide down the wicked ass south side
So, as I begin to flow, my label is Death Row
Ya know, caddy to the flow
So fire up the bud for them niggas today
'Cause we be bumpin' with the groove
Gettin' blowed away

Let me take ya by the hand, let me tell ya somethin' good
There's a party goin' on, so let's ride through the hood
I don't wanna be late, don't wanna miss the fun
So hurry up and get ready
Before they roll up a fat one

[1] - If you smell any smoke
It's just me and my homies gettin' blowed away
(It's all good)

[Repeat 1]

Now we're rollin' 3 deep in my nigga's Caddillac
And the talk is down, the sounds are bumpin' from this ghetto track
If you wanna ride, all you do is pull out the stack
And baby you can get right in, for this 20 sack

[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]

[2] - They that there's a party tonight
There will be hoes shakin' they ass left to right
I'm havin' some fun, I got my gun
But no need for rat-tat-tat-tat
Roll a fat one

[Repeat 2]

And pass it around
Ohhh

Heyyy
I'm just gettin' off and it's been a long day
So I guess I'll go home and roll up a fat J
And smoke it in the tub, while I'm gettin' rubbed
Cuz a nigga like me got more hoes than a rug
Now I ain't tryna dis nobody, assist nobody
And I'm sure not the type that'll kiss anybody's ass
I lay, and say what I say
All due respects to Tim and DeVante'
For makin' a track that's fat, now it's time to get paid
So pass the J, and let's get blowed away

[Repeat 2 to fade]

Hey, you have money in your pocket cuz you're an engineer
I'm tryin to get paid, so quit playin back there, okay?

Ohh oh
Ohh ooh ay
Ay yea baby baby
Yea yea

-Chorus 2x-
Ooh I, have a piece of mine
Eyes real sweet
Have a piece of meat
Meat so tuff, I'm begging for more
It's not deep enough

Anything you want from me baby
You can have it
Fulfill your dreams and fantasies
Give you praise ???
Never have to go far
My love is right where you are
And when you look around, I'm there for you, oh

Chorus 2x

You'll soon discover
You ain't gonna find a lover
Who'll give lovin this good to you the way I do
I do, I do
Ohhh, take care of your needs
A condom when you're into me
Make me reach for the sky

-Bridge-
If you don't know
Which way to go
Then I will show
????????
No oh baby
So get with it, right in it
Till you reach the bottom

It's not deep enough baby
I want it deeper baby
I want you to dig way down deep and get it deeper, deeper
Ohhh I, I, I
Ohhh I, I, I
I want it deeper baby, don't you
Way deep, way deep

Chorus till end with adlibs

[Intro:]
Busta ass nigga (busta ass niggas). Bitch ride on they ass. I be back in
about 30 minutes. Get your ass in the car nigga. ??

[Kurupt:]
Before I even step motherfuckers hit the deck
I get's wreck with a tech so cash in like checks fool
I fet's my own back in a strap
But if it calls for that I got my nigga Kenny Mack (beeoitch)
Swift as the wind the Mac 10 is in my niggas clutches
So bust this we rush this punk ass nigga
I knew he was a fuckin' punk
So then I tapped Daz "go and pop the fuckin' truck"
He steps back in with tech and I'm all puffin' on blunts
Ready to get wrecked
Even though I knew he had a Mac 10 on I gave a fuck
And stuck the tech out the window ready to (let loose)
Get (some gin and juice) and then tell Snoop to come scoop
Check me out peep how all who withstand
Step so quick and slowly sink like quicksand
"Murder" that's what I be yellin'
I'm peepin' ya people now two hoods the villian
Wheather I'm a see a G or a B.G.
Sportin' locs and a beenie tryin' to mad dog you can't see me
Now I can bust a cap and split 'em up
Or ready to get 'em up
What's up with that Dogg Pound? Like nigga then I hit 'em up
Now you know what's up with Kurupt (right)
Niggas don't give a fuck I'm headed for the westside

[Snoop:]
Now this spots owned by the motherfuckin' D.O. (double G)
P.O.U.N.D. so I see no (other choice) but to roll with the homicide
(For all this drama make you and your momma die)

[Hook:]
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life (nigga I just don't give a fuck)
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life (nigga we just don't give a shit)