Tha Dogg Pound - What Would You Do (Live) текст песни

Текст песни What Would You Do (Live) - Tha Dogg Pound



Yeah, back up in yo′ ass with a twenty sack
Don't wanna fuck with me
(Dogg Pound Gangstaz)
We do it like that
Motherfuckers out there be like taking our styles
Be trying to do they own little dissing
But they can′t do it, you know
So we gonna do it like this
Sit back relax and get a cool one
Have you ever heard of a slughter, I oughta start dipping
Sipping on that S-T get's me to tripping I don't slips I bangs
With that mad ass Dogg Pound Gang, it′s a DPG thang
Kurupt from the SC
You wanna test me let′s see if you'll survive .45 times
Like a hollow point headed for your dome
Take a couple of steps, turn around and it′s on
Couldn't withstand the murderous mental
I subdue, and then take two to your temple
When I cause holocaust from what′s spitting
Niggaz collapse and when the straps is clicking
Look, this is how it's done nigga
(One two three)
I grab my strap you best run nigga
I gives a fuck, Kurupt′s the kingpin of the click
Littlest G with the biggest dick
Shit, a motherfucker better recognize
With a twist of my wrist like OJ you all die
I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
Known to be the shit upon the microphone ever since I was bown
Not to ever love a bitch
Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
Motherfuckers be ganking styles minute after minute
But soon as you did it I smelled the niggaz shitted
Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew?
But you can't so don′t even think about
Stepping in the motherfucking house
Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew?
But you can′t so don't even think about
Stepping in the motherfucking house
Bitches butterfly all day while I steady make my pay
Every single day in the LBC
Cruisin′ through the east side, me and Lil' Style
When I back up a green six-fo′ busting free styles
There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case
How much money can a nigga make in one place?
The review, ain′t shit new
You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck wit my crew
I see all these niggaz trying to get with my kin folk
Get so many busters on the west coast and then to say the least
I see a few trick ass niggaz laying low on the east coast
And the question is asked
Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigga Daz?
I'll be the first one to him em
Oh yeah, fuck B.G. Knockout and every nigga down with him
′Cause I′m a Natural Born Killer
And I steal a half, motherfucker 'cos it′s like that
Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew?
But you can't so don′t even think about
Stepping in the motherfucking house
Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew?
But you can't so don′t even think about
Stepping in the motherfucking house
There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
It doesn't make a difference ′cos it′s about
Who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence
For instance, let′s take these Ruthless fools
These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
Assume, it's only for conversation, so let′s
Conversate slip a nigga the .38 then dip
Empty out the clip
Mind on stead-trip 'cos niggaz talk shit
Now if, a nigga had a prayer before a nigga died
Would the nigga be dead or would he stay alive?
And if I was in your shoes, would I survive?
Probably not, you′d probably let your glock go pop
Now drop, to your knees
And picture Dat Nigga Daz flowing in the breeze
(Flowing)
Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew?
But you can't so don't even think about
Stepping in the motherfucking house
From the twitch of the eyes
You can see the line, just know it when you see it
′Cause it messes up the flow, to the real fillings you know
And I′d rather be sipping on a glass of wine
Can you feel yourself in the room with ever last?
Trying to steal a flow, I don't think so
Cock-blockers come with their hearts beating jealousy
In the way like a stray dog
Trying to climb, every bitch on his arm
Cock-blockers, come in every color
Even blue, now this is true
Trying to fuck your woman, and even you
Now what the fuck would you do, motherfucker?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do? What would you do
If you could get with me and my crew?
The weak ones stick and move
What would you do if you could get with my crew?
Why don′t you tell me what
Tell me what you would do If you could get with
The weak ones stick and move?
What would you do if you could get with my crew?
Me and my crew, with me and my crew
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do if you could get with my crew?
What would you, what would you do
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?
What would you do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
Would you get caught with your pants down?
What would you do?
If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
What would you do?
If you get caught with your pants down?



Авторы: Broadus Calvin Cordazor, Brown Ricardo Emmanuel, Arnaud Delmar, Williams Dwight De Lemond


Tha Dogg Pound - Live At the House of Blues
Альбом Live At the House of Blues
дата релиза
03-10-2005




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