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THA DOGG POUND lyrics : "Sittin' On 23z"

[Intro:]
Gotta gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams
Sittin on 23's, sittin on-sittin on 23's

S-sittin on 23's, sittin on-sitton on 23's
Wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes, wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes
Gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams


[Chorus: x2]
Sittin on 23's, sittin on-sittin on 23's

S-sittin on 23's, sittin on-sitton on 23's
Wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes, wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes
Gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams


[Verse 1:]
Yeah, when you see me ridin just realize it's not a game

It's just me and the homies (sittin on them chrome thangs)
(24's, 25's, 26's)
(Pirellis on deep dishes) scrapin out on you (*##$es, look

Don't trip player, hittin ^!$$%z 'cross the head
Or maybe I should just slap your (*##$ instead
From the G's to the Vogues to the hundred spoke gold

My ^!$$%, Dogg Pound Gangstaz fo' sho', my ^!$$%
(C'mon and light it up, blaze it blaze it blaze it up)
(Sittin real high my ^!$$% come and raise it up)

(Shine hard like the diamonds on my neck)
(Maserati, Corvette, love the way that it sit, cause I'm)


[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

Just pulled up at the stoplight high
On cool, pullin up to the stoplight high
Trippin, look who pulled up on the side

My ^!$$%, D-A-to-the-Z is on the ride
(Fresh paint, 6 coats of clear, your boy glossy on 'em)
(I'm drippin wet, leavin stains when I hit the corner)

(Oh-six, digital up, I'm futuristic)
(Look at that ^!$$% Daz & Kurupt, them boys glistenin)
I'm rollin in, rollin up weed at the same time

Pimpin through the streets in the daytime
It ain't nuttin but a G thang
I got my biscuits on, pimpin in three lanes


[Chorus]


[Verse 3:]
We get swizzy on a bizzy (pimpin through the strizzeets)
And everywhere we gizzoe (we keep that hizzy)

(Got my grand national international)
(Dogg Pound international, $#&@ thinkin rational)
(I'm a scrape the curb and hit donuts)

I get to burnin mo' rubber when that ^!$$% show up
Impala Regal, Alco's, 84's with elbows
Lean low, burn rubber, hit the gas, go slow

(Little mama wanna take a ride in my Southside)
(Monte Carlo with the aqua blue outside)
Old school, new school, chrome shoes, oooh

Put it in drive and everything is cool cause I'm

[Chorus x2]

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