paroles de chanson Cyco-lic-no - Tha Dogg Pound feat. Mr. Malik
Back
in
your
ass
with
a
twenty
sack
Straight
up
Dogg
Pound
Gangstas
in
effect
for
the
9-5
y'know?
We
been
havin
a
little
confrontation
With
a
lot
of
motherfuckers
out
there
and
But
y'know
they
just
can't
do
the
thangs
that
we
seem
to
do
And
the
things
that
we
seem
to
do
is
make
platinum
hits!
Straight
up
Motherfuckers
can't
even
fade
me
N-N-Now
who
the
hell
wanna
face
me?
To
make
me
act
a
complete
fool
lately
It's
been
cool,
my
mentality
plus
dope
helps
me
cope
With
no
smoke,
I'm
depressed
and
easily
to
provoke
45s
and
Nines
I'm
heated
Me
and
Kurupt
puffin
on
a
Berry
all
day
Repeatedly
and
immediately
in
the
days
we
stoned
and
phased
In
the
back
of
the
truck
lies
a
gauge
for
any
buster
Acting
brave
Maybe
I
can
see
what
no
other
rapper
will
assault
With
my
skills
to
murder
em
all
And
can't
be
friendly
when
you
know
I'm
after
ya
Got
the
heart
to
blast
at'cha,
matter-of-fact
To
capture
those
who
don't
belong
be
on
the
strong
Gots
to
pack
up
and
jet,
booty
rappers
don't
have
long
Now
can
I
get
a
witness?
My
riches
attract
women
wit'
class
That
nigga
Daz
is
about
to
mash
all
over
for
da
cash
Blast
than
dash,
me
in
the
getaway
car
now
Known
rap
stars
turn
to
outlaws,
wanted
for
the
murder
The
motive
of
death
is
fuck
y'all
Dogg
Pound
Gangsta
click
I
represent
Dogg
Pound
to
the
fullest
cos
I'm
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
I
see
through
you
but
you
can't
see
me
I
see
through
you
oh
so
clearly
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
N-N-Now
ya
escapade
and
ya
gettin
brave'n
masqueradin
Around
town
like
ya
paid,
so
where's
the
stack?
Attract
the
wrong
eyes
to
the
Buick
out
back
Now
I'm
a
dump
until
I
feel
I
made
ya
lungs
collapse
The
assembly
for
dismemberin
when
I'm
strapped
Off
Hennessey
I
blast
that
ass
to
Tennessee
and
back
Who's
that?
I'm
hopin
I'm
about
to
bust
this
fool's
back
open
I'm
laid
back
scopin,
but
don't
open
The
three
main
ingredients
to
the
plot
Some
weed;
my
nigga
D-A-Z;
and
some
heat
cocked
I
just
concoct
the
schemes,
the
perfect
team
We
take
gettin
paid
to
the
extreme,
it
seems
that
I'm
a
Bring
a
little
more
than
the
drama
Come
dash,
two
litres
and
Daz
down
to
mash
cos
I'mma
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
I
see
through
you
but
you
can't
see
me
I
see
through
you
oh
so
clearly
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
Now
that
I
open
my
eyes
to
no
surprise
to
these
imitations
But
I
keep
my
mind
disguised
when
in
elevation
No
hesitation,
the
ground
beneath
my
Kroker
sacks
Rear
behind
my
back,
I
mean
I
bring
ya
grey
blue
brown
to
black
Straps
front
to
back,
so
what
you
want
with
that?
It
comes
with
a
ticket
for
you
till
they
stone
flat
Hoes
say
that,
"I
like
your
cyco-azz,
trigger
fast
nigga
So,
when
I
see
you
imma
hit
the
flow
that's
how
the
shit
go"
Shit
hit
the
fan
goddamn,
kill
or
see
kill,
it
never
phase
me
Topics
flow
on
regular
'cause
topic
happen
daily
Now
what
amaze
me?
Was
poppin
on
down
my
hat
And
now
I
come
strapped
with
some
of
these
thunder
raps
Like
this,
uncut
then
I
get
uncocked
Apparently,
for
some
reason,
that
keeps
gettin
a
lot
Now
put
this
on
some
of
that
and
put
that
to
a
stop
But
you
can
put
that
on
me
Because
I
sold
the
ki'
to
the
beef
And
as
you
can
see
never
early,
ya
late,
collaborate
professionally
Now
peep
as
I
drop
bombs
on
your
Moms
like
songs
When
I'm
rainin
no
pain,
no
gain
when
I'm
maintainin
This
lyrical
explosion
and
my
nigga
Daz
on
react
With
this
track
got'cha
open,
poetical
graffiti
Hershey
gotta
pound
for
ya
town
and
delete
to
the
needy
Lyrics
to
test
drugs
like
P-C-P
And
I
ain't
lie
till
I
die
D-P-G-C
and
I
stay
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
I
see
through
you
but
you
can't
see
me
I
see
through
you
oh
so
clearly
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
I
see
through
you
but
you
can't
see
me
I
see
through
you
oh
so
clearly
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
(Snoop
Doggy
Dogg)
You
murderer,
you
murderer
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
I
see
through
you
but
you
can't
see
me
I
see
through
you
oh
so
clearly
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
I
see
through
you
but
you
can't
see
me
I
see
through
you
oh
so
clearly
Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggas
So
when
you
see
the
D-O-double
G,
sleep
creep
low
Murderer,
Murderer
You
Murderer,
You
murderer
That's
what
I'm
sayin
y'know?
Still
puttin
it
down
like
we
suppose
to
EveryDay,
all
day,
it
don't
stop
and
it
don't
quit
So
pack
up
your
shh
and
bail
out
or
die.
Ha
Ha!
(Gunshots,
followed
by
people
screaming)
"Alright
everybody,
this
is
a
fuckin
raid
Anybody
try
to
leave,
I
pump
one
in
ya
ass."
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1 Intro
2 Dogg Pound Gangstaz
3 Respect
4 New York
5 Smooth
6 Cyco-lic-no
7 Ridin',slipin' And Slidin'
8 Big Pimpin 2
9 Let's Play House
10 I Don't Like To Dream About Getting Paid
11 Do What I Feel
12 If We All ___
13 Some Bomb Azz
14 A Doggz Day Afternoon
15 Reality
16 One By One
17 Sooo Much Style
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