paroles de chanson 1 n 1 Out - Tha Dogg Pound

Kidnappings, jackings & robberies on a mission widdit
Hot pots, spots & rocks fresh out the kitchen widdit
Homicide shootings, Colombian neckties
Face to face dumping, random drivebys
This is what we made of
Life at the bottom
To the top of society
Selection variety
Ability to reshape mountains to statutes
To represent our lives of pain and affliction
Remember for all times like Greeks, Egyptians
Newports. nas. Indo. Hen.
Focus for the future
Fuck the gimmicks
Dogg Pound is forever like Mt. Olympus Temple
Teflon will fly from here to Memphis
Chattanooga to Boston to the sea sun campus
Camp out in your city in a G'd up [?]
Nigga, Gotti Maguire. Kurupt Esquire. DPG Empire.
Pirates and vampires
Poetry is a form of positive creation
Poetry's a form of asthmatic assassination
Words can pierce niggas [?]

(Hook)
1 n 1 out
Two hammers to tell niggas what we about
I aint got time for none of these muthafuckas

I got kids nigga please muthafucka

What you know about this muthafuckn G shit?
If you know about it, then you know about this
Fuck with us, you get chips

Dogg Pound Gangsta we ready indeed
We gotta everything you want & need
Fuck widdit bitch!

(Daz)
Im from the Imperial family
Torture and collapse
AK shell trigga pullin & cappin
Kidnappin
Fuck a ransom, it's war time
Perhaps when you know it's mine
Im takin no prisoners
The Art of War distraught minds
My secret is strategize
I give a fuck who u come muthafucka, I analyze

Dont explain nothin
Nothin to talk about

Buckle up nigga, that's when Diggy Daz will knock you out
Small niggas, Big niggas fall when you hit they jaw
R-A-W, nigga Daz is raw
Cant say no, the heat is on & the G is on
The top of his pedalstool
That's when the G is born

With a strap in my left with a blunt in my mouth

Got the Gs in my right hand

The boy got clout

I aint learn this from the Boy Scouts, I learned it in the streets

Dope dealers, Pimps, Gangstas, and DPG!

(Hook)

(Kurupt)
Nigga it aint hard

Come after you & capture you
Fire shit up like Battle Star Galatica
Had problems with everybody, I was a headache
Snoop gave me non playa hatin koolaid to drink
Now Im cool with everybody, got my shit together
Im out to get it & get it any way however
Im shooting torpedos the size of buildings
Im the Juggernaut muthafucka, look at the ceiling

(Daz)
We in black leather, black steel, black niggas to kill
For less than a hundred dollar bill, thats real
To steal the conceal
See the police is the crooked one
From the Sergeant to the Captain
On down to the rookie one
Streets the same from the drugs and gangs
It's been here for years
See the shit wont change
I dont blame anybody for my problems
Them AK, Tecs & automatic revolvers, you know that Gat go holla holla

(Hook)

(Daz talking)
All yall muthafuckas out there besta recognize
Analyze
Before you come memorialized