DPG

DPG - Push Bacc lyrics

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[Kurupt]

Give me a - piece of mind, a nickel, a nine

Somethin' to chip a nigga from ankle to spine

We mobbin' niggaz, if they try to bring up the past

Unless they talkin' 'bout '95 Kurupt and Daz

Unless they talk about '92, 3, or 4

We shatterin' motherfuckers like car windows

Did you know we was back?... back in the 'Llac

Tossin' sacks back and forth like a quarterback jackin'

Bitches eat dicks like pickles

If I'ma go out, I'm goin' out like Brian Nickels

I'm sick of the games, nigga I'm sick and deranged

Poppin' that bullshit will get you hit with them thangs

I'm sick with them thangs, I ain't got no patience left

Without a pistol, light niggaz like crystal meth

You thought niggaz was a joke 'cause of the liqour and smoke?

Quicker to knock niggaz, sicker than leukemia, loc

[Chorus: Kurupt]

Push back, ride to the fullest

Dogg Pound tossin' bullets, ride to the fullest

Kurupt and Dat Nigga D-A to the motherfuckin' Z

D.P. motherfuckin' G.C.

I'm just too much, Snoop too much, Soopafly too much

Grip the heater, dump, bust

Bigg Nate too much, what you talkin' 'bout?

Nothin' but them riders with automatics, we shut 'em down

Dogg Pound

[Daz Dillinger]

Who want it like never before?

You know the bullshit stop when we walk through the door

Malicious and viscous, I'm dishin' out the slugs that be spittin'

You know me and my nigga Young Gotti, yeah we back on a mission

We ridin' with somethin' fully automatic, lettin' them niggaz have it

Boom-boom motherfucker, you ain't the fuckin' baddest

Nobody, Daz Dillinger, my nigga Young Gotti

12-gauge shotty shootin' up the party

Dilly illy, beat a nigga with a billy club

Yeah I'm gangsta nigga, I represent for the thugs

Cause I get sick when I lose it, check out the way I abuse it

Daz and Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz, yeah that gangsta music

Cruisin' in the fastlane, stupid, dumb, and insane

Yeah them D.P.G. niggaz, we back with the gang

Yeah, Daz and Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz is back

Motherfucker, so lay down flat (blaow!)

It's like that, sicker where I come from

Dogg Pound Gangstas nigga, you don't want none

[Chorus: Kurupt]

Push back, ride to the fullest

Dogg Pound tossin' bullets, ride to the fullest

Kurupt and Dat Nigga D-A to the motherfuckin' Z

D.P. motherfuckin' G.C.

I'm just too much, Snoop too much, Soopafly too much

Grip the heater, dump, bust

Bigg Nate too much, what you talkin' 'bout?

Nothin' but them riders with automatics, we shut 'em down

Dogg Pound

[Daz Dillinger]

Yeah!, you know the Dogg Pound is back up in this motherfucker

doin' what the fuck we know what we supposed to nigga

Blaze up the motherfuckin' weed!

I inhale the smoke, blow it out, nigga keep puffin'

Enough ain't enough, nigga so keep on bustin'

[Kurupt]

What the fuck's wrong with you niggaz, bustas

That's why we don't get along with you niggaz, motherfucker

[Daz Dillinger]

I park the 'Llac by the curb, my D's shinin'

Re-designin' my format, you already know that

[Kurupt]

Blast back, blaze a sack, tell me what you lookin' at

L.T. dropped the beat, me and D-A-Z complete

[Daz Dillinger]

We serious and furious when we on the trigger

Them Dogg Pound niggaz they carry nine millimeters

[Kurupt]

What the fuck you thought it was, we in to carmelitas

We never leave the house without indica and heaters

[Daz Dillinger]

Cause we can't hold back, niggaz just know that

[Kurupt]

Low like low jack, and Dogg Pound throwbacks

[Daz Dillinger]

(Ride) - to the motherfuckin' fullest

[Kurupt]

Dogg Pound Gangstas ridin' and tossin' bullets

[Chorus: Kurupt]

Push back, ride to the fullest

Dogg Pound tossin' bullets, ride to the fullest

Kurupt and Dat Nigga D-A to the motherfuckin' Z

D.P. motherfuckin' G.C.

I'm just too much, Snoop too much, Soopafly too much

Grip the heater, dump, bust

Bigg Nate too much, what you talkin' 'bout?

Nothin' but them riders with automatics, we shut 'em down

Dogg Pound

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