(feat. Kurupt)

[Intro: Soopafly]

Yeah, you know, I'm slidin y'knahmsayin?
Rollin' down the streets doin' my thang y'knahmsayin?
That's the flow, whattup?

Smokin' my weed, y'knahmsayin? Drinkin' my joint
This (*##$ man, this (*##$ roll up to me man
This (*##$ pull up inside and %#@!

Roll down the window and %#@!, I'm like - "$#&@ you want (*##$?"
(*##$, tell me, y'knahmsayin?
She tell me "Turn that %#@! down, Tha Dogg Pound broke up"

Heh, hehehe, haha, I had to laugh at the hoe, y'knahmsayin?
That's some funny %#@!
For real though man, tell these mother$#&@ers what's happenin'


[music starts]


[Chorus x2]
What you about ^!$$%?
(Dogg Pound for life)

Do ya smoke ^!$$%?
(I'll smoke a pound tonight)
How ya feel ^!$$%?

(I feel larger than life...
Dogg Pound for life)


[Kurupt]
Life without money - that's like breathin' with no air
Prepare, there's no love in warfare, engage

I'll make the front page, like Nicholas Cage
And get served, front and center stage
I'm breakin' through, throw up your teflon barriers

And get penetrated, teleconnetic superior
Hostile, verbal apostle in 3D, hittin' every galaxy throwin' up D.P.
Now I could be quick as a cheetah

And rip through ya %#@! like a mother$#&@in' wild hyena
From the city where lights shine bright at night
Emcees is unique when speakin' upon the mic

From L.A. to the city of Phil' (Phil')
When you approach Kurupt approach with skills
Cause if you don't you'll get shook - and broken

^!$$% I rock it and break it open

[Chorus x2]

What you about ^!$$%?
(Dogg Pound for life)
Do ya smoke ^!$$%?

(I'll smoke a pound tonight)
How ya feel ^!$$%?
(I feel larger than life...

Dogg Pound for life)
(What you about) -


[Kurupt]
You servin' me? (hell nah) I think not
That's facin' a blizzard in a $#&@in' tank top

I took trips from New Jers' to Cape Cod
You could be adventurous up againt tremendous odds
And face a poltergeist, I'll bring it to ya nice

I had the whole scenery surrounded like the vice
Who could it be comin' through in all blue? (Who?)
Dogg Pound Gangstas - number one, number two

Never evade the principle, the top principle
Up against the top invincible, rhyme $$#assin
I lay the cards on the table, take a pick

The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavity split (ahh!)
That's when all the bull%#@! ceases
His whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces

Fake $$# $$#assin with no heart, no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows and no rhyme
Waitin' for the poetical Satan

Creatin' slaughters, runnin' through camps like Walter Payton
I'm all about money makin', and not makin' mistakes
You're only worth what you create in a garden of snakes

Now all I can do is survive, and stay alive
Money 'til I mother$#&@in' die
Stranded on the Row, I'm in this mother$#&@er to grow
And make fetti like I'm sittin' on a mountain of snow


[Chorus x3]
What you about ^!$$%?
(Dogg Pound for life)
Do ya smoke ^!$$%?
(I'll smoke a pound tonight)

How ya feel ^!$$%?
(I feel larger than life...
Dogg Pound for life)

[music plays to fade]