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Chorus One/Intro:
It`s time to get the loot, ready, aim, shoot Dogg Pound Gangstas on a mission to execute Bitches bitches... niggaz niggaz... I`m all about the paper chase (say what?) cause the paper makes life so great, plus haste makes waste And I gots the whole spot locked down I concoct styles Catch me rollin all the fuck around with the top down Menace with a microphone, most murder masher (I mash) Roll for disaster, create a thirty-eight, stash em in The Inner Zone where the Hellraiser roams There`s no place like home, tec-9`s and chromes I gots the heater sequence for the heat to disperse (pow) Just in case worse come to worse I dumps first The thump curse, it`s the curse of the pump The one to dump last is the first to get slumped The mental temptation, mental assassination My heart skips a beat for the heat sensation I`m deathdefying bitches lying sayin, `I ain`t cute` Now she wants an autograph, bitch, I ain`t Snoop I got everything you need from the weed to the dope coke Crack to amphetamines to speed I flows like a ravine, deadly as a guillotine to leave a murderous scene, when the snub pumps a slug in your spleen Chorus Two: These motherfuckin bitches, they ain`t shit to me Every bitch that I know she wanna get with me Don`t you know I got a homicidal tendency So drift with me, hit a spliff with me (repeat) Terrordome where it`s on, from sellin dope coke to crack Young Gotti entered the party from the back Instant pay, I gots to do it my way deserve to swerve on the highways cause the spot`s on from Monday to Friday Nigga try me, I light the indica and thai weed Defy me, young Gotti, when I be high as the sky be Verbal homicide be ready to rupture Makin moves to touch ya, dissasembled your whole structure I make money, cause that`s all I know how to make That`s all I learned when I was young no hesitation or mistakes I see a car, filled wit nuttin but rocks and knots (and what) Midnight complexion glocks to shake spots They see my people (Dogg Pound) so they already assume I live illegal, but they assumed too soon I got a treat for every bitch on the street, I roll with beat I got a problem, I got a fixation for heat It`s time to dump, double-barrel pump, packed and loaded Instantaneous death when it exploded, uhh There`s not a nigga who can hold me, contain me or tame me (with who?) with my fuckin nigga Mo Khomani I`m out my mind like a Irani, a terrorist with tactics off that Cristal twisted backwards Chorus One: 2X Chorus Two: 2X These motherfuckin bitches... These motherfuckin niggaz... fool... Don`t you know... say what, say what? Who? Who? Chorus One: 2X Daz, in the house, yeah My nigga Kurupt, is in the house, yeah Snoop Dogg, is in the house And Dogg Pound for life, is in the motherfuckin house And Death Row, is in the house...
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