Intro: 
Yeahhh, back up in yo [bad word] with a twenty sack 
Don't wanna [bad word] with me 
(Dogg Pound Gangstaz) 
We do it like that  [bad word] out there be like, takin our styles 
Be trying to do they own little dissing 
but they can't do it, you know 
So we gonna, do it like this 
Sit back relax and get a cool one 
Verse One: [bad word]  Daz 
Have you ever heard of a slughter, I oughta start dippin 
Sippin on that S-T get's me to trippin 
I don't slips I bangs 
with that mad [bad word] Dogg Pound Gang it's a DPG thang  [bad word] from the S.
You wanna test me let's see if you'll survive .45 times 
Like a hollow point headed for your dome 
Take a couple of steps, turn around and it's on 
Couldn't withstand the murderous mental 
I subdue, and then take two to your temple 
when I cause holocoust from what's spittin 
Niggaz collapse and when the straps is clickin 
Look, this is how it's done [bad word] (one two three) 
I grab my strap you [bad word] [bad word] 
I gives a [bad word]  [bad word] s the kingpin of the click 
Littlest G, with the biggest [bad word]  [bad word]  a [bad word] betta recognize 
With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die 
I snack on [bad word] like a bone 
Known to be the [bad word] upon the microphone ever since I was bown 
Not to ever love a [bad word] 
Learned game after game, that's why we are the best  [bad word] be gankin styles minute after minute 
But soon as you did it I smelled the niggaz [bad word]  [bad word]  repeat 2X 
Now what would you do? 
If you could [bad word] with me and my crew 
But you can't so don't even think about 
steppin in the [bad word] house 
Verse Two: Daz, [bad word]  [bad word] butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay 
Every single day in the LBC  [bad word] through the Eastside, me and Lil' Style 
When I back up a green six-fo' bustin free styles 
There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case 
How much money can a [bad word] make in one place? 
The review, ain't [bad word] new 
You stupid [bad word] can't [bad word] wit my crew 
I see all these niggaz tryin to get with my kin folk 
Get so many busters on the West Coast 
And then to say the least 
I see a few trick [bad word] niggaz layin low on the East Coast 
And the question is asked 
Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that [bad word] Daz 
I'll be the first one to him em 
Oh yeah, [bad word] B.G. Knocckout and every [bad word] down with him 
Cause I'm a Natural Born Killer 
And I steal a half, [bad word] cuz it's like that  [bad word]  1/2 
Verse Three: [bad word]  Daz 
There's so many [bad word] that I can include 
Whose quick to blast [bad word] in a feud 
It doesn't make a difference, cuz it's about 
who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence 
For instance, let's take [bad word] fools  [bad word] fools and the Pound in one room 
Assume, it's only for conversation, so let's 
conversate slip a [bad word] the .38 then dip 
Empty out the clip 
Mind on stead-trip, cuz niggaz talk [bad word] 
Now if, a [bad word] had a prayer before a [bad word] died 
Would the [bad word] be dead or would he stay alive? 
And if I was in your shoes, would I survive? 
Probably not, you'd probably let your glock go pop 
Now drop, to your knees 
And picture Dat [bad word] Daz (flowin) flowin in the breeze  [bad word] 
Outro: 
From the twitch of the eyes 
You can see the line, just know it when you see it 
Cause it messes up the flow, to the real fillings y'know 
And I'd rather be sipping on a glass of wine 
Can you feel yourself in the room with Everlast 
Trying to steal a flow, I don't think so  [bad word] [bad word] with their hearts beating jealousy 
In the way like a stray dog 
Trying to climb, every [bad word] on his arm  [bad word] [bad word] in every color 
Even blue, now this is [bad word] 
Trying to [bad word] your woman, and even you 
Now what the [bad word] would