We All We Got
By
Tha Dogg Pound, Tha Eastsidaz, Snoop Dogg
Album
W.A.W.G. (We All We Got)
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Yo JellyRoll.
I'm fucking with this one cuz.
I got some hood news.
I got the gang back together, man.
This for y'all.
All my dogs, that's on everything.
They love the way we bang.
Heavy, hard, hittas.
Eastside, DPG, C, nigga.
It's Goldi Loc, Snoop Dogg, Daz, Tray Dee, Kurupt.
It's family business, motherfucker, yeah, we fucking it up.
Ain't no bigger than the program.
It's Death Row, motherfuckers, so you know we fear no man.
So get your boogie on, C-walk.
Throw it up, represent it, cuz.
I hit the corner, and you know how I do when I bend it on three wheels.
One to the ground, concrete.
I'm West Coast, legend, nigga, I'm from Long Beach.
Two, one, S-T, these niggas zesty.
Put a slug in your bestie, disrespect me.
That nigga Daz, you know the name, gang, hang, bang.
Do it like I do it, nigga, chitty, chitty, bang, bang.
Hang out the window with a blunt in my mouth.
Eastsidaz, Dogg Pound, nigga, yeah, we turning it up.
We smoking heavy in the Chevy, steady mobbing, yo, get ready.
Yo, we bombing on you niggas, nigga, fuck who said it.
I got the gang back together, man.
This for y'all.
All my dogs, that's on everything.
They love the way we bang.
Heavy, hard, hittas.
Eastside, DPG, C, nigga.
Nigga, pressed in, pressed out.
Never stressed out.
Bang with your chest out.
I run the plays with the best routes.
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout.
Got it on smash, we dropping straight classics.
If it ain't banging, nigga, we ain't rapping.
Khaki still sagging, we mashing and active.
Turning down Nathan when time to get cracking.
Last in a long line of riders and Locs.
Riding, tipping through the city, dipping, sliding on spokes.
On the coast where we post, niggas know the results.
Still abide by the guidelines spoken, the OGs.
Can't stop, won't stop, gotta give it a nod.
Ten years, I didn't did, sitting still in the box.
Eastsidaz keep pride, got the city on lock.
And you hating motherfuckers get plenty of shots.
Off top, got the block, see, walking again.
Rep the era when that real street chalking was in.
DPGC, we got 'em talking again.
We the hard-headed niggas getting off to the chill.
I got the gang back together, man.
This for y'all.
All my dogs, that's on everything.
They love the way we bang.
Heavy, hard, hittas.
Eastside, DPG, C, nigga.
Nigga, pressed in, pressed out.
Never stressed out.
Bang with your chest out.
I run the plays with the best routes.
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout.
Right.
It's time.
Push that line.
Pull up on Eastside, DPG, Eastside on the hunt.
Nigga, what you bitch niggas want?
Spin you around with the pumped-up and be done.
I'm tired of the way motherfuckers be talking, look.
This is it.
Talking that shit to get you chipped.
This that twist, this that shit.
You acting like a motherfucking bitch, my nigga.
I got five on the motherfucking shot.
1986 with the nickel bags.
Snoopy pulled up in the Cadillac.
Bitches everywhere from the front to the back.
DPGC, nigga, we a gang.
Your bitch will leave and come back like a boomerang.
It ain't too much more you should be saying, Daz.
Goldie, Tray Dee, Snoopy, Kurupt, and the homies.
I got the gang back together, man.
This for y'all.
All my dogs, that's on everything.
They love the way we bang.
Heavy, hard, hittas.
Eastside, DPG, C, nigga.
Nigga, pressed in, pressed out.
Never stressed out.
Bang with your chest out.
I run the plays with the best routes.
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout.
The West 'bout.
The West 'bout to come together like Voltron.
Boy, we tougher than leather, we drop bombs.
Keep calm while we banging the set.
Go D-Loc up in this motherfucker repping the Death.
What a miracle, it's spiritual to link up with my peers, we the gang.
We never left, nigga, we right here.
Eastsidaz, Dogg Pound got the monkey wrench.
And if you ain't rocking with us, then you get hit the fence.
Nothing but blue Pints cracking in the mothership.
West Coast legendary, serving the whole clip.
Bottom bang, we about to do this.
The gang been waiting on some real last G shit.
So take that to the bank.
While I'm rolling my S, S, puffing Death Row Day.
Been a minute since we did it.
Now running till everybody, we about to chill.
I got the gang back together, man.
This for y'all.
All my dogs, that's on everything.
They love the way we bang.
Heavy, hard, hittas.
Eastside, DPG, C, nigga.
Nigga, pressed in, pressed out.
Never stressed out.
Bang with your chest out.
I run the plays with the best routes.
Show these motherfuckers what the West 'bout.
The West 'bout.
Hey, dog, turn the music down.
Oh, let them niggas go right there.
What's up now, nigga?
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