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Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera T > Versuri Tha Dogg Pound > Dogg Food - Cyco Lic NoFeaturing Malik, Snoop Doggy Dogg]  
 Intro: Dat Nigga Daz  
 Back in yo' ass with a twenty sack, straight up  
 Dogg Pound Gangstas, in effect for the nine-five, you know  
 We been havin a little, confrontation with  
 a lot of muhfuckers out there  
 But you know they just can't do the thangs that we seem to do  
 And the things that we seem to do is make platinum hits  
 Straight up, motherfuckers can't even fade me  
 Verse One: Dat Nigga Daz  
 Now now  
 Now who the Hell wanna face me? To make me  
 act a complete fool lately? It's been cruel  
 My mentality plus dope helps me cope  
 with no smoke -- I'm depressed and easily to provoke  
 Forty-fives and nines I'm heated, me and Kurupt  
 Puffin on a berry all day repeatedly and  
 immediately in a daze we stoned and phased  
 In the back of the truck lies a gauge, for any busta  
 Acting brave, maybe I can see what no other rapper has saw  
 With my skills to murder em all  
 And can't be prevented when you know I'm after ya  
 Got the heart to blast at cha, matter-of-fact  
 to capture, those who don't belong be on the strong  
 Gots to pack up and jet, booty rappers don't have long  
 Now can I get a witness?  
 My riches attract women wit class, Dat Nigga Daz  
 is about to mash, I worry about the cash  
 Blast, den dash  
 Me in the getaway car now  
 Known rap stars turned to outlaws, wanted for the murder  
 And more defy to death was fuck y'all  
 Dogg Pound Gangsta click, I represent Dogg Pound to the fullest  
 cause I'm  
 Chorus: Snoop Doggy Dogg  
 Cy-co-lic-no-bitch-ass-niggaz  
 So-when-you-see-the-D-O-double-G-sleep-creep-low  
 I see through you but you can't see me  
 I see through you oh so clearly  
 Chorus 1/2  
 Verse Two: Kurupt  
 Now now  
 You escapade and you rant and rave  
 Masqueradin around town like you're paid, so where's the stack?  
 Attract the wrong eyes to the view out back  
 Now I'ma dump until I feel I made ya lungs collapse  
 The assemble-y for dismember-ing, when I'm strapped  
 off Hennessee I blast that ass to Tennessee and back  
 Who's that? I'm hopin, I'm about to bust this fool's  
 back open, I'm laid back scopin, with the rope and  
 the three main ingredients to the plot  
 Some weed, my nigga D-A-Z, and some heat cocked  
 I just concoct the schemes, the perfect team  
 We take gettin paid to the extreme, it seems, that I'ma  
 Bring a little more than the drama  
 Comma, dash, two litres and Daz, down to mash  
 Cause I'm  
 Chorus  
 Chorus 1/2  
 Verse Three: Mr. Malik a.k.a. Hershey Locc  
 Now that I opened my eyes still no surprise to these imitations  
 But I keep my mind disguised when in elevation  
 No hesitation, the ground beneath my Kroker sacks  
 Rear behind my back, I'm in a gray and blue brown and black  
 Straps front to back, so what you want with that?  
 It comes with a ticket for you that they stole flat, hoe say that  
 "I like yo' cyco-ass-tricka-fast, nigga so  
 when I see you rub my head to flow that's how the shit go"  
 Shit hit the fan God damn, kill or see killed, it never phase me  
 Cop weed smoke on regular cause topic happen daily  
 Now what amazed me, was poppin off under my hat  
 And now I come strapped with some of these thunder raps  
 Like this, uncut then I get uncocked  
 A pair of leaf for some reason that keeps gettin a lot  
 Now put, this on some of that and put, that to a stop  
 But you can put that on me, because I sold a key  
 to the beef, and as you can see never early  
 You're late, collaborate professionally, now peep it  
 as I drops on ya moms like songs  
 When I'm rainin no pain no gain when I'm maintainin  
 This, lyrical explosion  
 and my nigga Daz on react with this track got cha open  
 Po-et-ical graffiti  
 Hershey got a cloud for your town and the leaves to the needy  
 Lyrics to test drugs like P-C-P  
 And I ain't lie, til I die, D-P-G-C, and I stay  
 Chorus: repeat 2X  
 Chorus 1/2  
 [Snoop] You murderahh... you murderahhh  
 Chorus  
 [Snoop] Murderahh... murderahh... you murderahh, you murderahh  
 Outro: Dat Nigga Daz  
 That's what I'm sayin you know?  
 Still puttin it down like we suppose to  
 Every day, all day, it don't stop, and it don't quit  
 So pack up your shh.. and bail outta Dodge  
 Ha hah! *gunblast*  
 Alright everybody, this a fuckin raid  
 Anybody try to leave I pump one in your ass
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