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Yo B (yo, just pass the blunt man)<br />Turn your speakers up money!<br />Yo God! (Yo God?)<br />Yo I got mad skills.<br />Isn't that money?<br /><br />Chorus: Snoop<br /><br />New York New York big city of dreams<br />And everything in New York ain't always what it seems<br />You might get fooled if you come from out of town<br />But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound<br /><br />Verse One: Kurupt<br /><br />It's the incredible, the lyrical<br />You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle<br />I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with a<br />touch of this twister, stylistic mixture<br />What I create pulsates, there is no escape<br />Annihilate your mental mindstate<br />Dre labels my vocabulary abusive<br />I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly<br />Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed<br />And niggaz throughout this hemisphere, far and near<br />Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter<br />Up against the number one contender, as I enter<br />Cause I gets heated like friction<br />Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction<br />Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital<br />Dangerous and vital to all my rivals<br />Suicidal, brainwaves conveys<br />To the average motherfucker's minds these days<br />I'm all ready to put work in<br />Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin<br />Give a FUCK, what's your name, what you claim<br />Or why you came, motherfucker don't explain<br />Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply<br />Leggin hoes like Simpty, the invicible MC<br /><br /><br /><br />Chorus 2x : Snoop<br /><br />New York New York big city of dreams<br />And everything in New York ain't always what it seems<br />You might get fooled if you come from out of town<br />But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound<br /><br />Too much, I serve too many people, too much<br />It's too much, I serve too many people<br />And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel<br /><br /><br />Verse Two: Kurupt<br /><br />Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees<br />Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless<br />The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me<br />So how the fuck you inherit my style?<br />Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny<br />Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why<br />Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones<br />Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis<br />Gets me into verbally vindictive<br />Violent vocabulary bobs to existance<br />Catch me in the pitch black path<br />I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental<br />till I hear an instrumental<br />And detrimental verbals get to spittin<br />The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written<br />Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen<br />To explore new terrains, then remain unseen, throughout the war<br />Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'<br />The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow<br />Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'<br />Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)<br />I disconnect ya, corrupt ya, MC to vocally<br />bore your whole molecular, structure<br />Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix<br />Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist<br /><br />Chorus 2x : snoop<br /><br />New York New York big city of dreams<br />And everything in New York ain't always what it seems<br />You might get fooled if you come from out of town<br />But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound<br /><br />Too much, I serve too many people, too much<br />It's too much, I serve too many people<br />And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel<br /><br /><br />[Kurupt]<br />We live... the night I served two thousand MC's<br />We live... cause can't none fuck with the DPG'z<br />[Daz]<br />We live (baby) it was the night I served two thousand MC's<br />We live (baby) none can fuck with the DPG'z<br />[Snoop]<br />DPGC, ba-by<br />ABC-DPGC<br />Ba-by...<br /><br />Verse Three: Kurupt<br /><br />Eryday, I bust rhymes and recite<br />In ways that make MC's stop in daylight<br />I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the streets<br />Invincibility is what makes me complete, compete<br />Nah you can't even fade me<br />I fuck, you, your momma, your auntie, and your lady...<br />*bzzt to static*
New song lyrics
Yo B (yo, just pass the blunt man)<br />Turn your speakers up money!<br />Yo God! (Yo God?)<br />Yo I got mad skills.<br />Isn't that money?<br /><br />Chorus: Snoop<br /><br />New York New York big city of dreams<br />And everything in New York ain't always what it seems<br />You might get fooled if you come from out of town<br />But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound<br /><br />Verse One: Kurupt<br /><br />It's the incredible, the lyrical<br />You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle<br />I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with a<br />touch of this twister, stylistic mixture<br />What I create pulsates, there is no escape<br />Annihilate your mental mindstate<br />Dre labels my vocabulary abusive<br />I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly<br />Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed<br />And niggaz throughout this hemisphere, far and near<br />Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter<br />Up against the number one contender, as I enter<br />Cause I gets heated like friction<br />Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction<br />Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital<br />Dangerous and vital to all my rivals<br />Suicidal, brainwaves conveys<br />To the average motherfucker's minds these days<br />I'm all ready to put work in<br />Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin<br />Give a FUCK, what's your name, what you claim<br />Or why you came, motherfucker don't explain<br />Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply<br />Leggin hoes like Simpty, the invicible MC<br /><br /><br /><br />Chorus 2x : Snoop<br /><br />New York New York big city of dreams<br />And everything in New York ain't always what it seems<br />You might get fooled if you come from out of town<br />But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound<br /><br />Too much, I serve too many people, too much<br />It's too much, I serve too many people<br />And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel<br /><br /><br />Verse Two: Kurupt<br /><br />Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees<br />Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless<br />The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me<br />So how the fuck you inherit my style?<br />Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny<br />Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why<br />Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones<br />Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis<br />Gets me into verbally vindictive<br />Violent vocabulary bobs to existance<br />Catch me in the pitch black path<br />I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental<br />till I hear an instrumental<br />And detrimental verbals get to spittin<br />The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written<br />Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen<br />To explore new terrains, then remain unseen, throughout the war<br />Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'<br />The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow<br />Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'<br />Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)<br />I disconnect ya, corrupt ya, MC to vocally<br />bore your whole molecular, structure<br />Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix<br />Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist<br /><br />Chorus 2x : snoop<br /><br />New York New York big city of dreams<br />And everything in New York ain't always what it seems<br />You might get fooled if you come from out of town<br />But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound<br /><br />Too much, I serve too many people, too much<br />It's too much, I serve too many people<br />And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel<br /><br /><br />[Kurupt]<br />We live... the night I served two thousand MC's<br />We live... cause can't none fuck with the DPG'z<br />[Daz]<br />We live (baby) it was the night I served two thousand MC's<br />We live (baby) none can fuck with the DPG'z<br />[Snoop]<br />DPGC, ba-by<br />ABC-DPGC<br />Ba-by...<br /><br />Verse Three: Kurupt<br /><br />Eryday, I bust rhymes and recite<br />In ways that make MC's stop in daylight<br />I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the streets<br />Invincibility is what makes me complete, compete<br />Nah you can't even fade me<br />I fuck, you, your momma, your auntie, and your lady...<br />*bzzt to static*
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