Текст (слова) песни: Tha Dogg Pound - A Doggz Day Afternoon

Intro:(daz)

Yeah!straight up 9-5!

Kurupt the motherfuckin kingpin,dat nigga daz

Creepin and crawlin through your hood,smokin,loccin

Provokin punk motherfuckers like this stuff.wuz happenin?

(kurupt)

In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases

Mentalest telepathy,lyrically it amazes

Constructioning thoughts thats as lethal as turpentine

An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons

In my zone(zone)you cant even find like atlantis

Stalk like a prayin mantis,leavin battered bodies on the canvas

The burial ground for clowns,open casket

Trackin niggas down like fuckin basset hounds

Tragic how the mic gets handled

Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal

The scramble like randall abusive when I recite on the stage

Double access with a brand new motherfuckin mic

(dat nigga daz)

Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit thats known

To blow the mind of michelangelos poems

For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in

With the click got checks that shit

And once again its on and its on with the gangsta shit

I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers

(? am so blown,shown for lootin? )grab the microphone alone

Like jodeci,notice-see ya self needs help

The homie style got the strap on deck

Dont neglect the fact I can make you or break you(break you)

Awake you to a new plateau wit mo hoes

Now the paper is made,now dont think twice

Niggas is gettin pimped because their game aint tight

Now well well(well), ? ? where the ballers dwell

Another day,another dollar,blueberry to sell

I makes that fast cash,hmm dat nigga daz

(? im quicker ta out slick ya? )blast in half

(kurupt)

Dpg-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismemberin

Motherfuck surrenderin.who,what,when,lets tear shit the fuck up

The homies coolin while you an ya chest get fuckin blue an

Provoke us,survey with the superior focus

Im that nigga like daz,crooked as scoliosis

Simpossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive

Its left to ya instict of survival

Mashin,cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind

You define it Im mentally silly and batter

It doesnt matter when ya into it

Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded

I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted

Empty,tempt me,simply ya get shot

Ya forgot Im down to empty out my clip on ya block

Stop let the whole place evacuate

Wait until were face-to-face then it escalates

Duck-down,kurupt clowns niggas daily,hos cant play me

Observe I serve those that betray me

(nate dogg)

I aint never seen a joint that I couldnt light

And I aint never seen a buster that didnt fight

I aint never seen a g that would go for that

Especially when he knows tha dogg pound got his back

I aint never seen a game that did multiply

We gettin kinda deep,yeah the crewll die

(kurupt):and who am i?

(snoop dogg):and who am i?

That crazy motherfucker from the dpg

Do or die!

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