(feat. The Lady Of Rage)

[Kurupt:]

Yeah that gangsta %#@! 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%#@!tin', 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 $$#!
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 pushin', 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 %#@!, muh$#&@az don't like me

And you, I don't like you too, so
This is what I'm goin' do
Leave ya $$# 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 wankstaz quick
Big body on that Dogg Pound gangsta %#@!

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 %#@!, ya'll must of forgotten
I still give it to ya like I gave his only begotten, son
Spit mo' %#@! 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]