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Tha Dogg Pound - We Livin Gangsta Like lyrics
[Kurupt] Yeah Yeah Gangsta like, uh huh To all my O.G.'s and all my Y.G.'s Daz Dillinger, Daz kurupt (dat nigga daz!) [Xzibit] I move bricks of yae, I freeze it with ice I keep my business separate from my personal life Me and my niggas hustle enough, move enough weight To buy real estate, vehicles, paper weights, straight Little niggas try to calculate the money I make I ain't having it, I keep the gauge cocked in the kitchen cabinet Grabbing it for any altercation catch a permanent vacation fucking with the son of satan And I ain't waiting for the one time to catch me Arrest me, arraign me, humiliate then stress me I'm at the crib trying to chill with my little kid Had everything in controlled or at least I thought I did Telephone rang, when I answered then they hung up Three niggas kicked the front door with they guns up, Cover my son up, and let the lead off Get the pump to pumping, Xzibit took them niggas heads off (BITCH!) [Chorus - 2X] We living gangsta like (living the gangsta life) Living the gangsta's life (living the gangsta life) We living gangsta like (living the gangsta liiiiiife) Living the gangsta's life [Daz] I wake up five in the morning, smoke a sac to the head Sneak out the back, grab a strap, and dock and dogging the feds Slanging hanging on the corner regulating the hood Banging and robbing transporting the goods (nigga) Popping and bugging up on the cell in my pocket Grab my strap and cock it and see my homie hopping the fo's Watch the young ho's jocking that gangsta life Niggas is heated down to dump on site Nah, I just swerve the boulavard and maintain the status of a G Cuz ain't nothing but the hog in me Niggas around my way don't get along with me (why?) Because they jelous that I'm clocking more than thirty G's Nigga, cocaine and weed was a main factor in my life, I'm coming up I'm running on anybody who post and ran up Everybody in my family path was jail Heaven and hell, that's where my homies 'ill dwell STRAIGHT GANGSTA! [Chorus] Chorus X2 [Bridge] What would you do if you could Get with my crew, baby What would you do if you could down with the dog pound [Kurupt] Gangstas, just let it all go no games No snitching allowed, spitting no names I'm G…and You ain't… I can….and you can't… Ever since you dropped names, your out of sight Snitching on your homeboys, that ain't right I always grew up since eighteen and up With something to throw up, what hood we threw up? (Dogg Pound Gangstas) Blast backs at times we got bust at Turn around, bust back then scat Moving on up to the top of the map Cuz gangstas 'ill be here 'till the curl come back This is our world, land of the gangsta macks Controlled by the blue and red rags Out here we ain't into ice Just banging, dice, and the gangsta life [Chorus] Chorus X2 [Bridge] Bridge X3 We live the gangsta life, live the gangsta life, we live the gangsta life |
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