Kurupt - Tha Dogg Pound Lyrics
[feat. Snoop Dogg][Hook:]LA - here's to youFor being the kind of place a man can do his dueOut here the hippies skip, and they get their kicksBumpin' all night long, out on Sunset Strip...[Intro: Snoop Dogg]Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, players and pimpsWe'd like to welcome you all to Los Angeles, California - yessir(For being the kind of place a man can do his dueOut here the hippies skip, and they get their kicksBumpin' all night long, out on Sunset Strip...)[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]Run it down the line, Sunset and VineBlew a half a zip by the Hollywood signScottie once said it gets better with timeEastside, Long Beach, but this LA County on mindsYeah, this is the sign of the timesOne of a kind, and this might blow your mindThis ain't no TV show, bow wow, yippie yoStandin' on your tippy-toe, nigga here we, here we goCrenshaw Boulevard, everywhere niggas hardLeft 'em burnin' on my auntie's front yardDon't disrespect or disregardShout out to the whole mother*****in' Crip cardDip hard, wreck hard, used to pop, lockYou turn on the wrong street and you will get gotMove through the city like fee-fi-foCreep slow in a four, mother***** 5-0[Hook][Verse 2: Kurupt]Look, Dogg Pound gangsters, we gotta dump offUnless you wanna hear that pump coughWatch who you talk onAnd watch the different streets you walk onI mob like a mobsterLike a mother*****in' monsterDon't make me approach youContraband in my hand with the homes from the landWith a plan to expand and leave with a hundred grandWith my pistol in my hand, just me, Daz and... Big SnoopThat nigga ain't never kept out the loopIs this the way you livin'?In this land of the unforgivenMan, be wary how you livin'So let me show you where the ***** we livin'[Hook][Verse 3: Daz Dillinger]The glamour, the lights, turn the city into the place you wanna be atThem Dogg Pound gangsters, yeah, yeah, we bizzackFour-figure raw to Pacific PalisadesI counted kindly with culture, blow it in the frayBlind by the sun rays, I put on my locsSkirt that Sunset as I ride and smokeI'm clockin' 22 miles on that famous boulevardEcho Park, Silver Lake, never smoked in my carTreacherous and arrogance, yeah, it's four lanes wideEsses, Asians, niggas, yeah, and One-TimeHistory is stymied from...From prostitution to whole-sellin' all thatLive on Sunset strip with a black-and-white, blam, blamPistol on the grip, yeah, takin' others' shitYou see us as we ride byExit 405, now this shit is gettin' live, we in...[Hook]
