| I’m tired of niggaz talkin' shit like, «Daz this, Daz that» |
| Daz' Dat Nigga so you niggaz better back back |
| Or get clapped, I ain’t trippin', got the clip in |
| Smokin' bomb while I’m whippin' and you know I’m steady crippin' |
| Steady grippin' on that Nina trigger finger |
| In between ya if I stroke ya then them hollows come and steam ya |
| And motherfuckers know I’m still who I was |
| If I ain’t changed for the crackers why change for the thugs? |
| I’m ridin' chrome, 24's, 25, 26's |
| Smokin' while we hollerin' at some bitches |
| We gettin' twisted with the law on my back |
| With a white Desert Eagle in the floor of the 'Llac |
| I charge niggaz whatever to do a song now |
| Why wouldn’t I homie, I’m from the Dogg Pound |
| And I ain’t gotta wave the four around |
| 'Cause on anybodys street, cats know it’s a dogg town |
| One gun is all that I need to put you to rest |
| Pump, pump put two slugs dead in your chest |
| One gun is all that I need, all, all that I need |
| All that I need to put you to rest |
| One gun is all that I need to put you to rest |
| Pump, pump put two slugs dead in your chest |
| One gun is all that I need, all, all that I need |
| All that I need to put you to rest |
| Now when you see me and I’m fresh off the plane |
| With a pack of the Hait' in my hand |
| And I’m just bout to blaze it up, nigga I don’t give a fuck |
| Prince of the West, blue star on my Chucks |
| Yeah, I’m still hittin' and dippin' |
| Fill tip in the clip and we ain’t never been cool |
| And I ain’t friends with your crew, I don’t care who you know |
| Motherfucker, I’m against what you do |
| It ain’t a bone in your body that I won’t break |
| Stone that I won’t take, mash your face until your dome ache |
| I’m in the ring still standin' |
| The peoples champ, I’m what they demandin' |
| We take the win, all you take is the LBC |
| We don’t play that bitch nigga stay back |
| Or get your bitch ass laid back |
| By this Dogg Pound Gangsta, simple and plain black |
| One gun is all that I need to put you to rest |
| Pump, pump put two slugs dead in your chest |
| One gun is all that I need, all, all that I need |
| All that I need to put you to rest |
| One gun is all that I need to put you to rest |
| Pump, pump put two slugs dead in your chest |
| One gun is all that I need, all, all that I need |
| All that I need to put you to rest |
| One gun is all that I need to put you to rest |
| Pump, pump put two slugs dead in your chest |
| One gun is all that I need, all, all that I need |
| All that I need to put you to rest |
| One gun is all that I need to put you to rest |
| Pump, pump put two slugs dead in your chest |
| One gun is all that I need, all, all that I need |
| All that I need to put you to rest |