Keep It Gangsta

Yeah that gangsta *******t always bangin'

Supafly you sick fa this

We goin' show them how the

Dogg Pound

Gangstaz bang and rock

Yeah... Hey

Sean let's bang this, turn it up, man

Let me talk ta these *****z [Verse 1: Kurupt]

Who you aimin' at, *****?

You know I got you

Look me up to find

Nosferatu

You'll neva get away mutha*****a we after ya

I drain MC's, poetical

Dracula I take away your mind, body, soul and spirit

Vampirin',

I mutilate with words and lyrics

I injure with verbs off herbs and spirits

I'm everywhere like germs and spirits

You could here me everywhere, day and night

Like birds and crickets

I got birds worth fourteen tickets

You ain't got no money, no ridaz, no squad or *****es

Quit bull*******ttin', you ain't gotta lie ta kick it

Rolled up on this ***** like, "***** what up?"

He said, "Ya name ain't Kurupt, *****, ya name is Bankrupt", huh!

First thing

I did was just smirked and laughed

I looked over at

Daz and then we whoooped his ass!

The present is the present and the past is the past

And ta stay in the present you should learn this fast

Dogg Pound is forever, you should learn this fast

Fo' we flash in a flash, millimeters n' macs, ***** [Chorus:] [Daz]

Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt]

Bustaz banged on, ridaz pu*******n', that's what you betta do, ***** [Daz]

Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt]

Cause if ya don't, the millameters'll spark, and that's the end of the talk, we just... [Daz]

Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt]

All we know, through the highs 'n' lows is

West Coast, mutha*****a, mutha*****a [Daz]

Just keep it gangsta [Kurupt]

Listen ta me,

D-P-G-C, a ***** fly cause

I just, keep, it, gangsta [Daz]

Just keep it gangsta, *****! [Verse 2: Daz]

Glock 40, grip it tight,

AK on the back seat

Don't ask me *******t, muh*****az don't like me

And you, I don't like you too, so

This is what

I'm goin' do

Leave ya ass seasick, just like tha flu

His temperature rise, and *******yze and surprisin' you

*****z on lockdown feel what

I'm kickin'

Them *****z sellin' that weight, yeah, pluck them chickens

Get it like ya give it, give it how ya live it

And when I'm full a that spinach the 20 inches spinnin'

When the revolva click back

On the fa-rilla my ***** ya don't want that

A mainside ***** but

I'm West Coast'd out

Pistol in my hand and a blunt in my mouth

What is the stat you amount *****?

I'm about them

G's And blastin' on rats, we about that cheese

From a G-ass *****, behind the mask, behind tha trigga

Layin' 'em down, muh*****a what you figure? [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lady Of Rage]

I'm not the

Dogg Pound

Gangsta crip

But I'm that chick from the

Dogg Pound

Gangsta Click

And I'm tha chick that'll dog these *****staz quick

Big body on that

Dogg Pound gangsta *******t

Now when I go bananas

Ya'll goin' need ta go get tha

Sopranaz Any mob, any gang, wear the blue bandanaz

Goin' let you know

I bang straight from the gate

See these flows ***** it up like it was a case a weight, now

In 'n outta state,

I Bend 'em outta shape,

I Wipe 'em off my slate,

I Clean 'em off my plate,

I Squash these kids, eat 'em like sausages

Roll, where my dogz at?

Here's a snausage?

Here's a treat

For your appetite of lyrical roughness

The toughtest, bustaz, still "can't touch this." [MC Hammer sample]

***** this *******t, ya'll must of forgotten

I still give it to ya like

I gave his only begotten, son

Spit mo' *******t than a little bit, huh?

Whatever ha,

I'm so raw

I'm pissy drunk

Punks jump up to get laid flat out

Cause lyrically and literally

Rage stay strapped

It's the big payback, so jump, if you're feelin froggish and leap

But I don't just keep doggin' tha beat

Kapeesh? Sweat the the technique that

I just freaked

I'm bringin' raw heat, have enough ta cook ya raw meat [Chorus]