• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• At Night - D.P.G
• D.P.G. - D.P.G
• Coastin - D.P.G
• You're Jus a B.I.T.C.H. - D.P.G
• Work Dat Pussy - D.P.G
• We About to Get Fucc Up - D.P.G
• Treat Her Like a Lady - D.P.G
• There's Someway Out - D.P.G
• Party at My House - D.P.G
• How Many? - D.P.G
• Here We Are/Go Killem - D.P.G
• Gitta Stripin - D.P.G
• C-Walkin Cha Cha Cha - D.P.G
• The Vice - Dbc
• Monument - Dbc
• M.I.A. - Dbc
• Lies - Dbc
• Final Act - Dbc
• Deadlock - Dbc
• Power & Corruption - Dbc
• Outburst - Dbc
• Negative Reinforcement - Dbc
• The Terrorist Mind - Dbc
• Public Suicide - Dbc
• Trauma X - Dbc
• It'll Never Be The Way It Was Before - Dpc
• Testimony - Topic
• Mujhe Pyaar, Mujhe Pyaar, Mujhe Pyaar Huwa - Deepak

At night.. (yeahhh!)
At night.. (talkin bout - all that shit)
At night.. (better not go to sleep nigga)
At night.. (yeah! I see you nigga)
[Daz]
Smokin bomb, feelin loaded, forty yappin, smoke imported
Servin (?) fat as boulders, got a (?) on my shoulders
Homies robbin homies, on point with the po'-po's
Sellin white snow pure yo, twist a little bit just to get a lil' mo'
We had the ground, we bagged a round, crack, money in stripes
I lay you down, let niggaz know that we ain't no fuckin joke, niggahhh
[Kurupt]
The nighttime's, the right time, family and pride
Personally known for the way I, spray and ride
Silent if I, silent is the way I glide
Money'll make a nigga shift a pistol shoot to the sky
[Daz]
Nigga let's ride! I love it when the sun goes down
Nigga get chopped down, get gunned down
[Kurupt]
Run down, run around, and shot down
Popped down glocks in full pound surround
Get the homies together and call the shots, fallin on baller's blocks
Smaller and smaller knots, alcoholics lookin fo'
[D] my gangsta bitches (uh-huh) and busta niggaz (uh-huh)
[K] Liquor weed, pistols pills, niggaz shot and niggaz killed
At night.. (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
At night.. (uh-huh)
(liquor weed, pistols pills, niggaz shot and niggaz killed)
At night.. (uh-huh, uh-huh)
At night.. (what ch'all niggaz wanna do, huh?)
[Kurupt]
I put holes in the air and turn black to blue
And I don't give a fuck about puttin holes in you
The midnight strike, the killer strikes the streets at night
Imitation Doggs on scope and it's on on sight (nigga)
[Daz]
Murder killin robbery, mayhem
Assault with the deadly weapons equals battery
I be down with the tragedy
Catch a nigga slippin, shoulda known
Nigga one-eighty-seven ain't shit but a misdemeanor
(If you ain't knowin - they ain't knowin)
Niggaz dyin unexpected, and they knowin
(They don't know) Niggaz tryin to make it echo
but it's showin (they ain't showin) little bitches on the street
straight hoein (straight hoein) you ain't knowin (thought you knew)
[Kurupt]
Overblown, got'n'gone, the song zone, at the zone shown
Time and time again it's on, Vietnam again
Napalm set-trip, coast-trip, post and get
tripped on, blastin fuckin chippin niggaz out the fuckin dash
What the fuck is this? Niggaz is the luckiest
Strike and spray, e'ryday all day around the way
I lost my homeboy last year, nigga shed his last tear
Comin through to blast shit, I knew I'd catch his ass crip
At night.. (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
At night.. (uh-huh)
(liquor weed, pistols pills, niggaz shot and niggaz killed)
At night.. (uh-huh, uh-huh)
At night..
At night.. (yeahhh - that's how it go down e'ry night nigga)
At night.. (y'all niggaz better stay strapped)
(cause we on a hunt for all y'all)
At night.. (and we ain't takin no shorts)
(servin y'all niggaz on sight)
At night.. (everyday, all night, yeah)
At night.. (everyday, all day, anybody killer)
At night.. (fuck all y'all! yeah!)
At night..
Whassup whassup? Whatchu need?
(Got a fifty sack?) Whassup? Aww the police, c'mon!
{Police! Police! Up against the wall}

My nigga Daz, the funkiest nigga to make beats
Nobody see's him, East to West coast (No disrespect)
Say what? (Say What, Say What?)
Motherfucker too much, too much, too much
(I heard somebody bit our shit cuz!)
Where we from?
[Chorus]
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (Say what?)
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (Motherfucker, too much)
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by (too much), Dogg Pound Gangstas (too much)
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (Hey Daz)
[Daz]
I heard of a lot of dope ass rappers and I'm down with 'em
In deed we all smoke weed and clowned with 'em
Hung around with 'em, one man, with my gun in hand
There's only one land, niggas down with me I can count on one hand (Dogg Pound)
The carma get dumb-a, the double barrel pump-a heat bump-a
And I been rocking mic's since funky drum-a
These adventures reak havoc,
Speak lavish lifesyle but crack your clavicle for the cabbage
Ryhme savage, introduction to death
Muder MC's till ain't shit left
In a sector, why must MC's flip
Like gymnastics, just to get they ho ass whiped
Claiming they classic, but you don't set no classic examples
With your fucked up beats, and your fucked up samples
Ya last verbal war, you won't survive no more
I turned the channel, cuz nigga you ain't live no more
I use to follow, but now you's a legend like sleepy hollow
I shoot to kill on horse, peel your cap, swollow
There's no tommorrow, nigga, it all ends
I been rocking a mic nigga since hip-hop began
I'm the man, now what is this that I'm told to be red on the spot
Dissed by a nigga I admire (sucka)
Oh shit, hell no this can't be
Who's this on the radio dissing me
D-O- double G, P-O-U-N-D, shit scorcher
Doing a video for a song that got blew outta porportion
I found he's the deadliest force in the world
Where it's all about glamour, fame, and fortune
As we blast and creep, so fuck you
Your homeboys and any fools trying to compete
We the elite, Dat Nigga Daz is back and he's blasting
And anytime we meet face to face we mashing (ha-ha)
[Chorus]
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (Say what?)
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas ( too much)
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by (too much), Dogg Pound Gangstas (too much)
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (you know what?)
[Kurupt]
So gimmie, the heat to the motherfucking Jimmies
Hit slimmies, like 3's and I be's penny
Raw, like fifteen separate sawed-offs
To you chest, leathal techs, and pissed to get complex
If I had a million dollars, then I'd be rich
If your ho was on deck then I'd fuck yo bitch
It's Gotti in the cut with the Don, Coleone
And Dillinger, with the hollow tip chromes (Yeah)
Catch you in traffic, leave you all flabbergasted
Stalking you all, all walking caskets
Hit the spot where the smoke is sold
Low and behold, the tightest composition composed
Can you catch it, I threw my thoughts like a quarterback
So when they in the realm wit I mangle, murder, and slaughter at
React, actions speak louder than words
But ain't nothing more potent than vision
I seen out in through the visions, erupting
I'm spontaneous rapping, busting your melon
Then escape a lyrical felon
Accelling in and out like, as if I'm smoking the bomb (boom)
And hit 3's as my D's shine
And keep it gangsta
[Chorus]
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas
Dogg Pound Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangsta Gangsta

{ Daz }
We DPG back on the mash
Yeeeah
Daz and Kurupt
Kurupt and Daz
Dean in this
New millenium
Yeeeah
We ridin, we slidin, we glidin
And everybody knows that we be
{ Kurupt }
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
{ Daz }
Yeea
This somethin bout bein a g
Are you the pimp be dippin through the street with heat nigga
I'm just g'd to a t
Live at the club
Got a nigga dub
Bout to put it on air then ya nigga love
Rock this for some hennessey and get buzzed
Bout to hit the rave up and unplug
Hot like I'm sleep
Hot like a bomb
Hot uh just like you little momma, huh
I'm posted up at the bar bar
With big things in my pocket pocket
Pullin big things out my pocket
Yeah, I'm watchin you twerk twerk
I'm peepin' yo game yeah
I'm all into you you
What do you want to do
I'm gettin approached by these Dames
I ignore any each one
Cause I know what I want
And I'm all into you you
What do you want to do
{ Kurupt } { ( Daz ) }
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
(Man, it feels good to be a Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
(Man, it feels good to be a Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
(Kurupt the Kingpin is a Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
(Dat nigga Daz is a Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Move somethin (Move somethin)
Keep it g'd (Keep it g'd)
G'd up (G'd up)
You know it (Know it)
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
{ Kurupt }
Just post up nigga and watch this
Phenomenon when it come to game
Most of these nay be in the lanes
Im'a just keep it simple and plain
You can't ill with a g like me
See I'm worldwide when I smash shit
Got the indo cut half shit
I drink on my time (Drink on my time)
I move on my time (Move on my time)
I'm g'd to t (G'd to t)
You know about me (Know about me)
Girl I'm damn near married
Ain't talkin bout rollin with a g (Rollin with a g)
Just peepin out your game (Peepin out your game)
For the mommy of the house (Mommy of the house)
Little momma keep doin' ya thang (Keep goin)
And keep turning these suckas out, check it
{ Kurupt } { ( Daz ) }
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
(Man, it feels good to be a Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
(Man, it feels good to be a Dogg Pound Gangsta)
{ Daz }
We Daz, Kurupt
Kurupt and Daz
We puff on the trees
We get the cash
We DPG back on the mash
Daz, Kurupt
Kurupt and Daz
We DPG back on the mash
Daz, Kurupt
Kurupt and Daz
We puff on the trees
And we get the cash
DPG straight on the mash (Dogg Pound!)
{ Kurupt }
Move somethin (Move somethin)
Keep it g'd (Keep it g'd)
G'd up (G'd up)
You know it (Know it)
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
{ Daz }
Mike Dean let the bass go
Daz, Kurupt
Kurupt and Daz
We puff on the trees
We get the cash
We DPG back on the mash
Daz, Kurupt
Kurupt and Daz
We DPG back on the mash
Daz, Kurupt
Kurupt and Daz
We puff on the trees
An we get the cash
DPG straight on the mash
{ Kurupt }
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes
(Man, it feels good to be a Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Motion, coastin, postin, poppin, dippin, sippin, hoppin, droppin, foes

[Daz]
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H
You're jus a bitch {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a bitch {B-I-T-C-H}
I met her way back when on tour, day ten
I had her bent over backwards, her and her best friend
I was doin her in, makin me cum again and again and again and again
Havin a bomb while baby ate my balls
Gobbling all, dick all in her jaws
And you know after I nut
I gotta get the fuck up and hit the cut, bitch
You always 'll be a ho that I know
When it shows in your attitude, it shows in your clothes
Look at her lookin cute in the Channel leather boots
And her pussy got juicer than a Juicy Fruit
Dick gobbler, nut swallower
You know the bitch is a real top scholar
Off ecstacy baby fuckin the best of me
Beyoncé is my Destiny
You're jus a bitch
You're jus a bitch
[Kurupt] Bitch
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a bitch
[Kurupt]
She's just a perfect ball blower
I'm a fuckin it up
See all you'll ever be is a bitch to Kurupt
Put it in perspective, all she wanna do is eat some
Put it in perspective, all the bullet do is feed some
Put it in perspective, all I wanna do is beat some
So before I beat it, you can eat it, bitch
These bitches nowadays ain't right
Still havin a good time, all they wanna do is fight
But I ain't got time for it, I'm a say it again
See I ain't got time for it, nor the money to spend
But you bitch, let me tell you what you could do bitch
And all you'll ever be to me and my crew bitch
A dust bag, dirtier than the motherfuckin dirt
Or I could rat, only good for hittin from the back
Scandalous than a motherfuckin fat bitch
Pro'ly would a ate the homie's dick if ain't crackin so quick
[Daz]
You're jus a bitch {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a bitch {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a bitch
[Daz] Can I get some pussy tonight
[Daz] A hour before my flight, is it alright?
[Kurupt] Is it all cool?
[Kurupt] Can we pull in the drive
[Kurupt] and then fuck in the back of my Lexus truck, bitch
[Daz] Get my dick sucked in the back of the pool
[Daz] Been fuckin since pre-school, I'm a motherfuckin fool
[Kurupt] Fool
[Daz] A bitch is a bitch
[Kurupt] Bitch
[Daz] And now can my dick play wit your clit?
[Kurupt] The bitch love dat shit
[Daz] Yeah
[Kurupt] And I won't be thinkin like dis hit
[Kurupt] Be nuts on Tuesday
[Kurupt] And leavin with two women to twist
[Daz] Yeah
[Kurupt] You still chasin bitches in pre-school
[Kurupt] I used to do that, but if it ain't over to me homie
[Kurupt] Then it just ain't cool
[Daz]
You're jus a bitch
Bitch got some big ass motherfuckin legs
You're jus a bitch
Oooooo, girl she know how to suck a diack
You're jus a bitch
She was eatin a home girl pussy, freakin it out with a dildo in her ass
You're jus a bitch
Yeah freak mama number one n-nasty
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}
You're jus a B-[B]-I-[I]-T-C-H {B-I-T-C-H}

[Chorus 4X]
Work dat pussy, work dat pussy
All my bitches work dat pussy
Work dat pussy, work dat pussy, all my bitches
[Kurupt]
Pussy makes the world go 'round, knock that pussy up and down
Get your money, get your cash, in and out, slow and fast
(Fuck em right) Fuck em Daz, work that pussy, slap that ass (Oh)
Put my dick right in her mouth, suck till all the nut come ouuutttt
[Daz]
This is what you need for hoes to get ill (ill)
Move it in and out and give em what you will
All the hoes actin moody, stick my dick up in her coochie
If that hole get played out, stick my dick up in her booty
Know em that, give em that, know em this, show em that
If the hoe wanna do me then the hoe know where I'm at

What we 'bout to do cuz?
(We about to get fucked up!)
Cigarettes, heron
(We about to get fucked up!)
Coke, crack, ice, blaze it up
(We about to get fucked up!)
Sherm, sherm
Bomb weed, swisher sweets
All types of shit we need
Get me high ever day
Passing by give me weed
(We about to get fucked up!)
Uppers, downers, methamphetamines
[Kurupt]
Sherm sticks get me to floating I'm a balance the motion
I keep toking, keep loccing, keep smoking, and choking
Keep tooting, keep aiming, paranoid rebooting
Keep setting, getting prepared for busting and shooting
I feel great, super cuz, I can fly, I'm high
I'm the biggest thing a motherfucker could see in his life
I got low eyes, high, sensitive level with no ties
Except to my homeboys, my family, and my life
[Daz]
Get your lighters and prepare for the brush fire
Get high, and high, and high, more and more high
Nigga is we fucked up? Everyday, all day, all night
Everyday all fucking night , every motherfucking night
With a fifth of Hennessy I'm buzzed, with a quarter pound of bud
Me and my niggas is known to smoke it smoke it up
I pop pills, get back in the mood to kill
Getting iller than ill, getting realer than real
What about you, you know the drugs
So all my niggas and my bitches right about now
[Chorus]
(You know we about to get fucked up!)
Smoking weed on the curb
See my homeboy chilling swigging ?
(We about to get fucked up!)
To all my smokers smoking dope
Please don't over dose please don't overdose
(We about to get fucked up!)
Getting high, dipping bye, just might crash
That's when I'm high I dip and dash
(We about to get fucked up!)
I smoke weed and hash
I makes all the cash, I makes all the cash
[Kurupt]
I get hot enough to touch fire and make it go out
I get 20 leagues beneath the sea and I won't drown
I'm a emerge where you least expect me to emerge
And I'm very violent right now with an electrical surge
Since we floating like clouds and I'm surging with electricity
I'm an electrical cloud and I'll fuck you up
To make a long story short take a tote of my 'port
Then head westbound homie, back home to the fort
I'm a green Berea I'm a pimp and I got ho's
That by me nice things, jewelry and clothes
I get high and get to trippin', but that's alright
You know what we do in the day and what we do in the night
[Daz]
We smoking bomb bomb we smoking bomb bomb
We smoking bomb da bomb ba da ba bomb bomb
We smoking bomb bomb we smoking bomb bomb
We smoking bomb da bomb ba da ba bomb bomb
Get your head out your ass and blaze up the grass
Do what I said real quick and real fast
Cigar paper or a zag
We fucking with ounces nigga you still fucking with them bags
Nigga don't make me laugh
Yours is heavily seeded and mines weeded
Stuff it in your ass nigga won't you beat it
I do it like I want it and want it how I can get it
And did it just how I want it
(you see it ain't no thang)
(We about to get fucked up!)
Cuz it's nothing
And see nothing from nothing leaves nothing
(We about to get fucked up!)
Spending G's smoking trees
Every day every day all week and it's nothing to me
(We about to get fucked up!)
Heron, know it's the bomb
Hit it like one more time
(We about to get fucked up!)
Crack, weed, pills, hot sherm,
Regulate to make paper, paper
(It's money nigga. All my niggas getting high packing heat.

[Kurupt]
Rocafella Dogg Pound nigga...
Gangstas...
Daz... Kurupt...
Dilli... Gotti...
Haha.. Big Earl...
[D] The gunshot echoed through the street, where I pick my feet
[K] Street sweep, seperate, delete
[D] As you ask for peace
[Kurupt]
The concrete crackin the shells
You aim for the chest and ride for the west
[Daz]
See everybody used to tell him that he wouldn't never live long
..never live long
And that we gon' always die with the strong
[Kurupt]
Get it on, never knew it could happen.. (never knew it could happen)
But evidently it did.. (evidently it did)
A nigga got older.. (a nigga got older)
And had a few kids.. (and had a few kids)
Keep throwin hogs in the war, lettin off in the warzone
at that gat pass and blast, pass the chrome
[Daz]
Until this day, motherfuckers still think we wrong
Put a bullet in ya dome, run in yo' home
Get yo' cash, ya jewelry, and yo' stone
It's on.. (It's on) It's stoned
Another motherfucker gone
[Kurupt]
Pullin out bullets out the pump our
Gangsta G'd up, all new apparel
I'll never give a fuck about none of y'all niggaz
So I let off the sawed-off double barrel
Dat Nigga Daz
[Daz]
Kurupt the Kingpin motherfucker!
Ridin up on you suckers!
[Kurupt]
Motherfuckers wanna act like they wanna bang
Go head up with the gang
Suckers, busters, fuckers, bitch-ass snitchers
In the sky
[Daz]
Another mother got to cry - Shit happens!
[talking]
Damn man you just walked up and shot the nigga momma
Man he couldn't get the nigga so he shot the nigga momma
(Shit happens!)
Man I'm tellin you cous' man that nigga whole chest
was threw the fuck off, man I don't, man
[Daz]
You ain't hard nigga
We ran up on yo' bitch-ass and took yo' car nigga
The fuck you think you going
Yo' bitch-ass ain't gettin too far nigga
[K] I'ma blast before I speak
[D] Uh-huh, I'ma dash you fore I creep
[K] Uh-huh, I'ma fuck ya bitch next week
[D] And have that bitch sell her pussy for me
[D] See we can squabble scrap
[Kurupt]
Shank 'em, pull out gats and blast
We can chill or kick back, two niggaz smokin that
See money ain't shit, and that bitch you love eat dicks
Ate the whole clique, anything we want we can get bitch
[Daz]
Havin money, bitches, cars
Slangin pussy on the boulevard
Oh my God
[K] Smash and dip, gangstas on the gangsta shit, G'd as fuck
[D] Blastin niggaz for iron as Buck in the cut with the M14
[K] Guarunteed to get what we need to get, shootin shit
[Both] And shit happens!
[talking]
Yeah man nigga just walked up and shot him point-blank in the head
No remorse, no sorrow (Shit happens!)
Aww cous' you heard about what happened to cous' over there on 14th
(What happened?) Aww man (Shit happens!)
Man the nigga killed hisself, man soutside suicide man
Man he couldn't live with this shit (Shit happens!)
Man that nigga got shot square in the head, homeboy
Square in the head, I saw it last week, ya don't know? (Bitch!)
[K] Watch yo' ass!
[D] Better watch - yo' - ass!
[D] Shit happens boy
[K] Shit happens boy
[K] It could happen to me
[K] It could happen to you
[K] This a public service announcement
[K] We hood to hood
[K] Don't come, to our hood nigga
[K] Cuz in our hood (SHIT) happens

[Kurupt]
Over and over again
[Daz]
It seems there's no way out
Feelin' opressed, depressed and the stress
But the world is a test
Without God and a bulletproof vest
You might be looking at death
Wet and dried out and wet, step by step
Maybe this'll be something I regret
(Yeah nigga break yourself, nigga I want all that shit, Daz shoot that nigga)
Gotta pay the rent
Gotta get some get back
It seems there ain't no get back
I hustle, strive and flip that
Now watch it come rit back
Now I kick back in a cell and my inner feelings dwell
Why I fucked up and I swear
I can't tell, where I fell
Escape death and fuck jail
Fuckin' suckers, fuck them niggas
But there's no way out
Sing it with me come on
[CHORUS]
There's no way out
Through all the pain, the hurt, the fear and the doubts
But if you look the other route then you'll find out
You can do it C, there's someway out
[Kurupt]
Talent ain't shit
Nowadays unless you got a grip, get a grip
Off your mind, body and soul
Grow old and lose control
Duck your foes and watchin' foes
While the homies hold on
Held on too long the strong quickly got weak
Last week I saw the homie, he ain't even speak (oh it's like that!?)
While I'm in a terminal state
Of pullin' 38 special metal special 38's
Go to Long Beach and kick it with Vanardo and Tate (what's up Cuz)
The Loc's sportin' Davis' and all my folks
Ant, Dirty, Red, C Dog, Joe Cool and Jelly Loc (Criiiiiiiiiiiiip)
Yeah I miss my homie L Dog
Mr. Elgin Hughes, Mr. Knuckles, 107 BCG's
Lil Bam AKA Naked Bam, RSC's
Man on Loc, IBC's
I'm Young Gotti DPG Marines and it seems
[Daz]
Sing it with me come on

(Daz)
Well...this is the party where the people get hardy
where the party never just don't stop.
So just clap your hands and stomp your feet,
and make your body rock.
Well....I'm D-A-Z, the MC of the night.
Came here to jam just to rock the mic.
(Kurupt)
Now gangsta don't dance, they boogie with
a little of this and a little bit of that and a fat 50 sack.
(Daz)
Come on and break it down. Baby girl, let me see you
do your thang.
Man I love it when the party just swang.
Shake it all around and let your boo-ty' swang.
(Kurupt)
You know there's a party goin on and my moms ain't home.
The feeling is right, we doin this all night long.
(Daz)
Come on make it hot.
Baby girl, won't you do your thang, make it pop.
Chorus 2x
It's a party at my house.
It's about to go...It's about to go DOWN!
It's a party at my house (It's a party at my house)
It's about to go....it's about to go DOWN!
(Daz)
Stepped to the bar and ordered a drink.
Pull out my money, grab my bank.
Sat at the table and to smoke some dank.
(Kurupt)
Posted by the bar and I did my thang.
I seen this bad bad bitch so i bought her a drink,
now let's see how much ass this bitch can shake.
(Daz)
Now get down to the rhythm of the funky beat.
(Kurupt)
D-O double G, P-O-U-N-D,
Yeah Ima gangsta and that's all I be.
I'm gettin lucky bitches like 1,2,3.
(Daz)
Be sure to talk.
If she a freak then we fade tomorrow.
(Kurupt)
Yeah, since I been born, I been born to ball.
That's right, we havin a party y'all.
For all my loc's and doggs; For all my hoggs and G's,
I put the dick in the mouth.
(Daz)
Now that's what I'm talkin about.
*Kurupt in backround: Beitch!
Chorus 2x
(Daz)
Now...If you really really want it, bitch come get it.
(Kurupt)
I wanted to see if you was all down wit it.
(Daz)
See, i told you once and I told you twice.
(Kurupt)
Bitch, you gon' give up the pussy tonight.
(Daz+Kurupt)
D: It's D-A-Z.
K: Nigga, D-O-G.
D: The K-U-R-U-P-T.
K: Most definitely.
D: We the D-O double G.
K: Professionally.
D: In the place to be.
K: The D-P-G-C.
(Daz)
Now, get your freak on, freak on,
get your freak on.
(Kurupt)
Now, get your gangsta on, gangsta on,
Homie get your gangsta on.
(Daz)
Now get your groove on, groove on.
Groove on, groove on.
(Kurupt)
Now get yo walk on, yo walk on.
Yo walk on.

Huh, Ride ride, ride ride, ride, gangstas
We ride, fuck these niggas Daz, fuck 'em
Bust a bitch nigga
Please believe that
[Daz]
Motherfuckers wanna come through my block, shoot up and serve they rocks
Uh uh, here we come nigga to shut down your block
Recognize when the nine go pop, that's when they homeboys drop
With a plastic glock made his body lay cold, 12 shots
Nigga tell me what it is, y'all done lost it and forgot
Did I run this motherfucker from the bottom to top
We blast and dash with cops because we just don't give a fuck
When you see me nigga, better hide and duck
With double sight in broad daylight, better stay tight, better pray right
Watch after midnight, nigga better try to get right
Cuz we on a mission all out hunt, smoking hunts
Dip with the potion, motherfuckers acting ferocious
It's like a force I can't control it, you see it in mine
That's when you get burn and you learn, stop fucking with mine (buck, buck, buck)
We intervene and puff green, loaded and high
Cuz tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, some niggas gone die
[Chorus]
How many niggas down to ride with a nig' tonight
How many real motherfuckers in the house tonight
Not you, not you, not you, not you, not you, my nigga
How many niggas down to die with a nig' tonight
Not you, not you, not you
[Kurupt]
We never gave a fuck, so what the fuck we gone start?
Snatching arms off, bust and puncture your heart
Don't trip homie, I ain't get 'em yet
I'm a penal system vet, off of cigarettes
A mushroom high, get 'em back now sherm right out the bucket, fuck it
Pull it out and pass it around and boom boom up and down
Never knew such a thing could happen,
Fucking pistol whipping you and g nigga go head up wit me, let's start scrapping
I'm tiny as fuck, never bow down to nann nigga
Beware nigga, all gangstas over here nigga
I'm tired of these ho's, I'm a let you niggas know
The ho you love nigga gotta hell-a-fide blow
Listen Bitch, all you'll ever be is a bitch
All you'll ever be to me is a bitch
Can't help it but I keep my mind right nigga
The poltergeist nigga
Once or twice, twice as nice pulling a heist nigga
Never gave a fuck and I don't ever think I will
I'm quick to pull out the glock and pop like pills
[Chorus]
How many niggas down to ride with a nig' tonight
How many real motherfuckers in the house tonight
Not you, not you, not you, not you, not you, my nigga
How many niggas down to die with a nig' tonight
How many real motherfuckers down to die tonight
Not you, not you, not you, not you, not you, my nigga
[Daz]
I wake up early in the morning with the urge to catch you slippin'
If your bloodin' and crippin' nigga your done for and finished
Been in it since the beginning, peeling niggas caps back
On the for realla my nigga cuz it's like that
Girl it ain't but play to bone, we make a living jacking niggas
16, 15, and 7 figga niggas (all y'all bitches)
Beware, 101, Get your gun
And prepare, to get done, blast and run
[Kurupt]
That's right, that's right, pull it out let the bullets fly
Pull it back and fly high,
And fuck the rest, aim and life and live,
Till everything in this motherfucker get hit and burned to a crisp
You heard it right, murder, tonight, today
See everyone in every way
Calypso, unloading a clip though on you ho's
Blazin' up the crip though pictures get painted like Vangoh, I wanna know
[Chorus]
How many niggas down to ride with a nig' tonight
How many real motherfuckers in the house tonight
Not you, not you, not you, not you, not you, my nigga
How many niggas down to die with a nig' tonight
How many real motherfuckers down to die tonight

[Daz](Kurupt)
Psss.. yeah..
It's about time y'all bitch ass niggaz (fuck this.. shit)
Y'knahmsayin? Tired of ya bitch ass niggaz everywhere
(Yeah nigga, Daz and Kurupt) 1-8-7 killin, everyday all day
I'm comin out!
[Daz]
Nigga cause you better come strapped wit some tec's
to get back or get capped, the back slap, a late flap
Swingle's the cheater when them thangs come in screechin in the dark
I want my snija when you singin the sparks
Dustin off bread, motherfuckers for startin Rucker's
Can't touch us, me and my homey reply wit fuckers
Me and my dogg's blast attention leavin y'all less in the action
Bitch ass sorry ass bastards, heartless, senseless coward
I was born to devauer, cut your sorry's
For all my real niggaz behind bars
Scared for life, from the blade of a knife
The kid strikes at thirteen for takin ya life
Seven tec's, I earn repect; you "Chin Check" the rest
or die when your bitch ass death
I take precaution, stalkin these streets, flossin and ballin
Keep your hand on yo' heat, cause we playin for keeps
Real niggaz do real thangs in this gang-bang life we lead
You can't hang, nigga die and bleed
Murder won't stop 'til every buster and sucker drop
Fuck the cops, stop me from corruptin the block
Rocks pass the glocks in the weed spot
Stop playa hatin, whodie got and clock yo' own knock
Tryna perfect the shine, the fifty-eight camera's die
Blind ya when we comin from behind
[Chorus: male singer + female singer]
Here we are (here we are)
and there they are (there they are)
Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone, get gone) {*gun shot*}
Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone, get gone) {*gun shot*}
[Chorus]
[Daz]
(?)'s a herb, call the choreographer the murderer
Camaro's, I show no mercy and no sorrow
Fuedin, layin 'em down, for every radio, seveditary
Layin 'em down dead up in the montuary
Death is more, another life is gone
Brandish your torn; forty weeks later - a soldier is born
Inbine your neighborhood to let me if you could
Be a G or you claim to be let me know if you could
Back shootin up, hoes Cadillac's {*gun shot*}
Don't ever come back, you show me where it's at
Off the rack comes the gay, buck sprays
and A.K. retaliates in a major way!
We're in the land where it's banned from man
Clan for clan, where simple mistake, you end up dead (yeah.. say what?)
I roll with Crips (?) for the chips
Grip the pistol to ya brain, never takin no shit
Whether, Heaven or Hell, I gotsta prevail
Rather die makin it happen and to die in a cell
Rather load up my hollow-point shells
but nigga, you snitch and tell
leave they bodies wit the maggots and snails (UGH UGH!)
Shit, duck for T-Duck.. (ahh!), always G'd up
On a mission for tuition, I need bucks
Big dollars.. (why?), I jack niggaz cause I gotta
My kids got enemys now because of they father (shhh)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Daz]
Smoked and loaded and fucked up by a locked up
On some niggaz who try to get buck
In the fashion, the blastin, it's hard to imagine
Not cashin no niggaz who be actin like bastards
What do I do, but call my niggaz and my crew to come
do what they do, and put they work on you
See me automatic, cause static, static's inatic of a gun-play
Like everyday, all day
You want trouble? Ha-ha, let's bring the fan
and Daz you blast, so donate bitch ass
Adios as his ass got smoked
and fucked the wrong nigga now his ass is goast
I smoke a blunt and stick my dick in some cunt (ahh AHH!)
To me and my homeboy's, ya just some punks, haha
Who really want it? Nigga come get it
Slowly but surely, homey you ain't never forget it
How many times I gotta say somethin, I'm fuckin wit mine
Livin the life of crime where it's do or die
Y'all niggaz don't really want none of this
We the shit, but ya fucked ya crew, bitch!
[Chorus] - 3X w/ variations
[Daz] {*w/ female singer singing in background*}
Kill 'em, kill 'em
Yeah, pull up on this nigga right here
Choke out (?) {*gun shot*}

[Female]
I lost my eye
[Kurupt]
Yeah, what up baby?
Gangstas
Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt Young Gotti
Gang of bitches in her, cuz
[Daz]
That's what I'm talking about
Look that hoe shakin her ass
Big ass titties
[Kurupt]
This is how the G's move
Baby won't you come and see if you wanna be down wit us (Wit us)
No need for all that bullshit
I'ma gangsta livin gangstafied just givin it up
I just down a fos fill
Turned it off, made her strip down to her drawers
The next stage, as we turned the page
Enter in a different stage of this pimp hall game
I'm like "Baby you lookin bomb" I tell her again
Like "Baby you lookin bomb" light complexion skin
Got a picture of her butt-ass naked she laugh
Later that night I got that pussy then she asked me for Daz
[Daz]
You like it wild and kinky, gettin freaky takin off your bikini
Grant my wish like genie
Because you might get G'd if you don't suck dick
Break out the weed and drank cus we ??
Sippin tequila and all black beamer
Bitches watchin and jockin and seein a nigga gleamin
Can I fuckin get paid sip liquor in the shade
Amaze the bitch worked dick so many ways
She said "Oooooh, I like it when you do it and you knowin that my pussy's tight"
She said "Oooooh, Is you a nigga that can do it can ya ass fuck harder tonight?"
I said "Oooooh, Bitch I wanna fuck, can you do it like this and that?"
[Kurupt]
So lay yo punk ass head back bitch
And listen to sounds of Kurupt and Daz, ya trick bitch
[Chorus: Kurupt (Daz)]
Gitta Strippin, take it off
These hoes came to the party to break it off
Daz what the fuck is that? (Kurupt what the fuck is this?)
A gang of bitches to eat a gang of dick
Now bitches aint shit
They gobble dicks, eat nuts
Blow balls in the Cut
In the halls all y'all
Gitta Strippin, take it off
The hoes came to the party to break it off
[Daz]
She said "Kurupt and Daz what's your fantasy?"
That you would never have had a piece of ass for me
Then when you get it one nigga to come after me
Then she worked on a player so drastically
Baby got nasty, when you least expect it
The one that get so drunk and get butt naked
We don't be trippin when we walk inside the club
Chillin with a bitch by the name of Love
See Love was the girl who liked that dick
Plus liked that clit and liked freaky shit
[Kurupt]
Fucked up off liquor and I don't give a fuck
And so is every nigga that you seein pull up
From our hood, we come in dipped then come out
Get a bad bitch to grab my dick and suck the cum out
I'm tranquilized; I'm out my mind
All I want is my dick licked a million times
Girl, with those lips I wonder what you could do, girl
Probably miracles, and I got to smoke it
Get high, and you can lick dick till you start chockin
Look at my face bitch, I aint jokin
I'm smooth, I'ma muthafucka, get high as the moon
I'm the nigga that's quick to kick a bitch out the room
[Daz]
If y'all aint givin up no pussy y'all gots to get the fuck up outta her
right now
(Right now, bitch)
[Chorus: Kurupt (Daz)] (2x)
Gitta Strippin, take it off
These hoes came to the party to break it off
Daz what the fuck is that? (Kurupt what the fuck is this?)
A gang of bitches to eat a gang of dick
Now bitches aint shit
They gobble dicks, eat nuts
Blow balls in the Cut

In a matter of time, pullin out my pistols and bombs
Me and diggy gettin wiggy wet out of our minds (hey!)
In a couple of days, switch it up a couple of ways
In a matter of time, findin out so this world could be mine
[Kurupt]
I'ma crack the bolt, snatch all the money and coke
I'm goin for broke pistols, poppin off from the doe
I'm launchin 'em all, missiles in the swarm of the war
Storm, now everybody on the motherfuckin floor
In five seconds, 'bout to leave, five reasons why
High on sky, 'bout to blast everythin inside
[Chorus]
I think I'm good at the (?), C-Walkin cha cha cha
To the bang bang boogie, ha ha! (ha ha ha!)
[Chorus]
[Kurupt]
Nigga we smokin on some bomb bomb, rollin wit my lights off
Not givin a fuck nigga, Daz and Kurupt nigga
Pistols in my right palm, just in case the war's on (yeah!)
Over through the war zone, with calicos and the chrome
[Daz] (Kurupt)
What you forgot about the chucks, the khaks, the t-shirts
The glocks, the dope spots, the curb, the herb
Swangin, gang-bangin, O.G.'s, double fo's, six fo's
Bitches and hoes, methodone, head up, scramble
Ridin by high, wit the heaters bout to heat the sky
I'm about to drop the bomb, nigga load the clip
(The motherfuckin G's back up in this bitch)

Out on the streets, your life's a mess
You're feeling lonely and depressed
He'll hit you when you're down and out
He's a man who knows what you're about
He injects you with his deadly drug
You've got to have it in your blood
You want more but it's not free
So you sell your soul
It's the only thing you've got
Too late, you're trapped
In his vicious circle
He's got a hold on you
You can't escape, you need his drug
To keep you alive
But that's not true
Deeper and deeper you sink into his darkness
It's the drug that pulls you down
Up to your neck and losing air
It's hard to breathe
You're about to drown
It's time to stop and think
Where the problem lies
Just think back to how it all started

Perfect is the life of king
Father said to me
The life was mine when he died
Too young to rule an empire
But father never lied
Perfect was the life of king
Ignore my incestuous background
I was born of God
Gods don't die, why should I
I want to live forever
It's my divine right
But doubts begin to cloud my mind
Much has been written about
Father's immortality
If he hasn't died, where is he now?
Save me
I'm a victim of a mortal life
I want immortality in the memory of man
I'm only made of flesh and bone
I'll eventually die
Put my name on a body of stone
And my soul will rise
Save me
I'm a victim of a mortal life
I want immortality in the memory of man
Build me lasting monuments
Eternal forms of my name
Hide my rotting body
From the claws of decay
Leave me in my peaceful sleep
So I can dream of life
Perfect is the life of king
Father said to me

Delivered by night to a foreign jungle
Fighting a war you don't understand
Intense, it's kill or be killed
Who are you fighting for?
Scared, your mind is in shock
This is no drill, the threat is for real
Run, there's nowhere to hide
You're better off dead than captured alive
Ambushed at night, a bloody massacre
You're still alive, the lucky ones died
Intense is the pain of our wounds
Who were you fighting against?
You won't be living for the rest of your life
Missing in action, say goodbye to your wife
You've got chains on for the rest of your life
You keep hoping for rescue but they'll never arrive
As years go by
Thoughts of escape have left your mind
You've come to accept your sentence
Of life in this prison of vines
Don't think of home
It only makes it that much worse
They torture flesh

Mass deception
Distorting truth
Your people live in lies that come from you
Self election
Opponents disappear
They threat the evil things you do
State oppression
You run the media
The story's changed so you look good
False conception
Your people would like you less
If papers wrote the things they should
Lies, all you ever tell are lies
Lies, all you ever tell are lies
Mass deception
Distorting truth
Your people live in lies that come from you
Violent obsession
Your lust for power
Is killing people, doesn't mater who
Lies, all you ever tell are lies
Lies, all you ever tell are lies
We hate your state and will retaliate
Your soldiers trained for battle
But are used as bait
Your lies they buy
But in the end you'll die
They'll see the hypocrite in you
It just takes time
Lies, all you ever tell are lies

A planet defaced with death and decay
An atmosphere of hate
Cities destroyed
Their meanings forgotten
And fertile lands lay waste
A planet once prosperous
It's future looked bright
But an immature race had evolved
Given time and the knowledge
They soon could destroy
The planet on which they revolved
Not one life would be spared
It wouldn't happen again
Because there is no second chance
Hate
The downfall of humanity
Man's inevitable suicide
With no hope of reversion
Results in a permanent armistice
Terror spreads across the planet earth
Lethal winds leaving nothing in their wake
Cries from every living organism
Fierce pain tortures every nerve
Silence descending as the last one dies
A final peace

Conflict of interest, colliding minds
Two nations bent on controversy
Hypocrite politics, broken vows
Perpetual dishonesty
A meeting in the neutral zone
Both thinking they're right
There's no intention of talking here
They're both ready to fight
One war is worth a thousand words
Tunnel vision, no compromise
Initial optimism dies
Unresolved and out of time
There's no hope for peace of mind
One last try, no result
The wheels of peace grind to a halt
Cut all ties, close the door

You aren't wanted here, you'd better leave
The taste of power has left you insane
I would give my life to end your reign
Just let me see your corpse impaled
They would do the same
You'd lose your throne
With no one around to push
We won't take your shit
Your corrupt mind
Has turned to stone and left us behind
You're supposed to care about your people
But you only care about yourself
We will not be silent, we'll rid of you
In the only way that we know how
For years and years you've ruled us
With your iron hand of power
You'd bring it down upon us
With every word we spoke against you
Years and years of pain and death
And our children die of hunger
Now we band together
In a war against our evil master
Absolute power
Corrupts absolutely

I'm getting really mad
I can tell when I've been had
You'll regret the day we met
You haven't seen my bad side yet
Push and push, you won't let up
Tension's thick, feel it in my gut
Pressure builds, can't take the strain
You'll feel the anger I can't contain
Why must you persist on this game
When I don't even know how it's played
As you can see, my eyes turn red
It's all you've done
And everything you've said
I can't control, you've gone too far
This time you gave me your worst
You'd better run, you might get hurt

Your mind is made of clay
To be molded into anything they want
You live a life of pain
Humiliation and hell
But you'd better believe in God
Don't step out of line
Or you'll find it hurts
To try to be what you want
Just keep your mouth shut and
Conform to the crowd
Is what you're really being taught
Don't try to reason
They're too old
Their job's to make you fit the mold
Complete submission is their goal
Do as you're told
Don't let them win they'll fuck your life
To see you scared is what they like
To be your self is not a crime
Fight for your right
They try to run your life
They think they've got the right
To train you like a dog

The terrorist mind is like a machine
He'll do it, no questions are asked
If he's to succeed, they've got to
Make him believe that killing
And bombing's a blast
He's brainwashed to believe that he
Has a cause for his nation and himself
He's trained to kill and maim
Those who pose no threat
To his nation or himself
The terrorist mind is like a machine
He'll do it, no questions are asked
If he's to succeed, they've got to
Make him believe that killing
And bombing's a blast
Many injured, many dead
Their mangled bodies filled with lead
An airport, a crowded street
A public place is all you need
Car bombs, hi-jacks
Shooting people in their backs
Kidnap, bomb threat