Tha Dogg Pound

Tha Dogg Pound - Everybody lyrics

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Everybody throw your guns in the air

And wave them motherfuckers like you just don't care

(Yeah, them gangstas came through grey & blue all day

Just bangin' on these niggaz, stayin' true all day, ya know why?)

Cause I'm the one that ya can't fuck with (Fuck with)

I'm the one that ya can't get with (Get with)

It's the worst untouchable click (G shit)

You try to cross us you know we gon' trip

Kick in and I'm a blast, look at what we have

Too many bustas, not enough ass

I sip and then I blast... off

Sweep 'em all, call my doggs and we cause fog

Too much gun powder to see the wall

Hard to resist the gauge, rage it come

Loose - Grey Goose, Hennessy, Patr—n

Mama cock it, rock it, blast - we gon' beat ya ass

We gon' dump and ride past, me and Daz blast off

Bitch nigga, get bombed on and passed off

Sawed-off shotgun, hand on the pump

Too many niggaz to trip off just one

Bitch ass niggaz, you can act dumb

Act stupid if ya wanna, we gon' give ya what ya want

Me and all my niggaz used to Thunderbird it up

We ain't give a fuck now we all up in the club and

Everybody throw your guns in the air

And wave them motherfuckers like you just don't care

(Yeah, them gangstas came through grey & blue all day

Just bangin' on these niggaz, stayin' true all day, ya know why?)

Cause I'm the one that ya can't fuck with (Fuck with)

I'm the one that ya can't get with (Get with)

It's the worst untouchable click (G shit)

They try to cross us you know we gon' trip

Gunshots rang out, where they all hang out

Seen 'em all spaz out, shoot up his glasshouse

Retaliate and shoot back, on where they hang at

That old school jackin' is back

Where everybody run up in your house with me, they packin' a strap

Don't make a wrong move or else there's one in your back

Or a bullet in your mouth slouched over the couch

Then rampack the house, get the money and bounce

Not givin' a fuck, yeah we hittin 'em up

If you say somethin' wrong be the first to get stuck

Fuck you, fuck him, matter fact fuck 'em all

Ditch the guns, split the funds, now we all on the run

Gangstas don't know about the way that we hang

The way that we hang, the way we do our thang nigga

It's D-A-Z in this bitch...

You know how we do, get a '6-4, hit a switch nigga

Everybody throw your guns in the air

And wave them motherfuckers like you just don't care

(Yeah, them gangstas came through grey & blue all day

Just bangin' on these niggaz, stayin' true all day, ya know why?)

Cause I'm the one that ya can't fuck with (Fuck with)

I'm the one that ya can't get with (Get with)

It's the worst untouchable click (G shit)

You try to cross us you know we gon' trip

Ridin' in my '6-6, wheels spinnin'

Grill grinnin', drink spillin'

AK in the front (And I'm about killin')

Royal blue 20 inches, Dana Dane's

Inside cocaine white with my hand on that thang

Don't act strange, when you see me in the streets

Grab your heat, let off some shots, make your point discreet

Talk is cheap, actions speak louder than words

Stretch ya out on the curb, the lil' homie got nerves

I'm a Dogg Pound commander

Fuck givin' questions I give the answers

Chew ya ass up like cancer

It's like eagles, eagles don't fly in packs

But I'm a break that tradition, Soopafly in the back

Bitches on the counter shakin' ass for hours

This girl was off the meter off of weed and chowder

She should know better than to mix weed with powder

Powderhead bitch done lost her marbles

She gon' eat dick all night and all tomorrow

We got the amps on us, that keep them niggaz on us

That keep the triggers on us, them major figures on us

I bust ya shit, talk too much I'll bust ya bitch, ya know why?

Everybody throw your guns in the air

And wave them motherfuckers like you just don't care

(Yeah, them gangstas came through grey & blue all day

Just bangin' on these niggaz, stayin' true all day, ya know why?)

Cause I'm the one that ya can't fuck with (Fuck with)

I'm the one that ya can't get with (Get with)

It's the worst untouchable click (G shit)

You try to cross us you know we gon' trip

It's just that gangsta music

It's just that gangsta music

It's just that gangsta music that's blowin' ya brain

It's just that gangsta music

It's just that gangsta music

It's just that gangsta music that's blowin' ya brain

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