[dresta]

Easily i approach

The microphone because i ain't no joke

Nigga tell kurupt, nate and daz i'mma buck 'em

Matter of fact tell that whole pound i say fuck 'em

It's a new year so put the bustas in their plizace

Bg knocc and gangsta dresta bring it to your fizace

Riders on a mission

I catch you slippin, you getting struck clown

So fuck any busta thats down with the mutt pound



[bg knocc out]

It's the compton city g nigga

Bow to your knees nigga

Run up in your hood

Cock back my strap and pull the treez nigga

And if you slippin, you know i'm gonna wet cha

I'm the baby boss hogg, better known as the dogg catcher

Bow wow yipee yay, didn't you hear me say

I'm a dogg killa, cos all doggs have they day

Now who wanna fool me, if your not prepared to fight

Little knocc out can't be phased, baby gangsta for life



Chorus x2



Dat nigga daz (killa)

Kurupt (killa)

Dr dre (killa)

Mark ass niggas

Snoop dogg (killa)

Nate dogg (killa)

Tha dogg pound (killa)

Fuck, fuck all y'all, niggas



[dresta]

I bring the noise everytime a nigga wind me up

I pull my nine and blow a mind, everytime i bust

I trust no man and thats from now until infinity

Nigga you either my homie or just consider yourself my enemy

Niggas out here fake dog, like nate dogg

I swear you made it, but talkin that shit to dre

Will get you and your dj regulated

Bitches come a diamond sack, so lets get it straight

A fake is what i hate, so fuck kurupt, daz and nate



[bg knocc out]

Motherfucking fake

Niggas be thinking that they can get with the real deal

What i would do, if i was you is take a chill pill

Yet and still tricks, i gave your click a bust

But when i see that busta daz

I gotta fade his ass

Smash, down another puppy pound clown

With the round from my smith

And watch his body shift

Drift his soul in the wind as they carry you

And big k-o can dig your hole before they bury you



Bridge x2



Pranksters, studio gangstas, bustas

Softer than a bitch but betrayed the role of gangsta

Pranksters, studio gangstas, bustas

Stupid motherfucker, yeah thats what i'm saying



[bg knocc out]

So now you niggas know, who in the fuck you fucking with

B-g and d-r-e nigga, the baby gangsta click

As we drop some gangsta shit

From a real g's perspective

Niggas get all like pumped

While i stay calm and collective

I check those suckas

They callin self and causing ruckus

94 set claimin, snoop, d-o bangin bustas



[dresta]

Much love, to the bg, cpt

Much love, to the dre, obg

Much love, to the eazy-e, cpt

And dpg don't wanna see us, see see

You fools ain't nothing but marks, so fuck your set

Now whats next

I doubt if you wanna flex, no respect

Run up and get wrecked

You tried to diss the bg, although we let that shit pass

Daz you fuck around and find your ugly ass

Smashed in a trash bag, fool

You wanna be caught up be laying down

If you keep fuckin around with the comp-town



Chorus x2