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2009-07-21

One By One

Now I can't trust none of these hoes nowadays 'Cause they be runnin' 'round with that shit called AIDS And every girl I meet nowadays is lit So I can't to do them what I would to do you, so Another session, check in session Dogg Pound Gangstaz I'm on top of the world With niggaz with perms and Jheri curls Runnin' around town with the flyest girls Ain't no place like home, nigga that I can call my own Smokin' dove sacks and quarter pounds Down to ozones I'm Dat, nigga, D A to the Z A motherf**kin playa, for the D P to the G Connectin' lyrics like dot to dot, connectin' blocks I concoct vocals that's libel to make your heart stop Termination completed, and I'm out like the seasons Murderin' MC's for no f**kin' apparent reason Dis, lyricist, kicks lyrics So intent to disable to kill your whole vocals existence Like in for instance, the murderous methods of my ridin' The Thunderdome, niggaz had 'em squabbin' Shit, all I know is you could talk that talk And you best to be able to walk that walk, because We ride right, daylight, or after midnight Game Trump tight, down to dump on sight Call me the sniper with mo' chips than Wesley Snipes Niggaz oppose me to get cracked like the pipe Born in the East, raised a G on the West Westide, smokin' and rollin' with a S on my chest I roll swift as a pigeon, diggin' niggaz graves in tomb stones alone One on one, microphone or phone Stampedin' like a heard of buffalo you tumble Now when you try to get up, motherf**ker you stumbled Now it's a must that I can bust, from the shots from my 12 gauge Dust to get you high blown in the meanwhile my profile Of my styles unusual from a buckwild child But in the meanwhile I can tear that a*s off be like an Al B. song I maul fifty MC's, divided just by one Now who's the greatest motherf**ker other than myself Droppin' lyrical vitamins for your health, motherf**ker One by one, we'll start to subtract And see how many motherf**kers got your back 'Cause when it comes down to it, we outs to clown It's them Dogg Pound Gangstaz, puttin' it down One by one, we'll start to subtract And see how many motherf**kers got your back 'Cause when it comes down to it, we outs to clown It's them Dogg Pound Gangstaz, puttin' it down Now picture that a*s and frame it, what a shame Motherf**ker to remain to obtain game I'm on another journey, my mind set on twisted Gettin' twisted and twist this fool for his grip then dash Daz in the Jeeps that the church drive 'Cause he don't give a f**k, and down to put in work And this is how it's done like one two three Kurupt, and I'm quick to f**k shit up on G.P., lethal There's no stoppin' me, top notch, there's no equal To the philosophies that I concoct We makin' examples out of motherf**kers like you Nigga there's no idea, nigga, and there's no clue, you through You outta here motherf**ker, finished you scared admit it Your new album, shit So realize with your two eyes that my rhyme hypnotize Just like Jim Jones bapnitized his followers The wrath, of the slaughter, have you ever heard of a Serve from my homey now he rhyme for baby sharks And I load for ammo for ammo the young hollow is dippin' To Pomona Ave to ride up on you on the corner It's kinda cold, how his a*s got smoked And now you know that we ain't no joke I never trust a busta, so I never trust yo' a*s Hope you got satellites around when we bust yo' a*s I peeped you out the sides of my eyes, 'cause I be peepin' Murderous situations, you got yourself knee deep in You're walkin' around while you're sleepin' So awake yourself nigga then break yourself And I don't give a f**k if your money is spent I want your hat to your clothes 'cause dollars make sense I got so many hoes on my d**k, I gotta shake hoes And I'm controllin' mines, like Waco Texas, Mr. Flossy in the Lexus Super supreme I plot schemes like Stephen King and One by one, we'll start to subtract And see how many motherf**kers got your back 'Cause when it comes down to it, we outs to clown It's them Dogg Pound Gangstaz, puttin' it down One by one, we'll start to subtract And see how many motherf**kers got your back 'Cause when it comes down to it, we outs to clown It's them Dogg Pound Gangstaz, puttin' it down DPG, yeah, I thought you knew, DPG Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, DPG Yeah yeah yeah, DPG Everywhere I look I see a Dogg Pound Gangsta Every corner that I turn I see a Dogg Pound Gangsta Every studio that I go to there's a Dogg Pound Gangsta In the [Incomprehensible] Nigga with the biggest nuts

Dogg Food

Oct 1995

Dogg Food
  1. Intro
  2. Dogpound Gangstaz
  3. Respect
  4. New York, New York
  5. Smooth
  6. Cyco-Lic-No
  7. Riden Slipen And Sliden
  8. Big Pimpen
  9. Let's Play House
  10. I Don't Like To Dream About Gettin' Paid
  11. Do What I Feel
  12. If We All
  13. Some Bomb Azz
  14. A Doggz Day After Noon
  15. Reality
  16. One By One
  17. Sooo Much Style