Текст песни Tha Dogg Pound - CycoLicNo
Tha Dogg Pound - CycoLicNo слова песни
Intro:(daz talking)Back in your ass with a twenty sack.straight up,dogg pound gangstas inEffect for the 9-5 yknow? we been havin a little confrontation with a lotOf motherfuckers out there and,but yknow they just cant do the thangsThat we seem to do.and the things that we seem to do is make platinumHits!straight u,motherfuckers cant even fade me.Verse 1:(dat nigga daz)N-n-now who the hell wanna phase me? To make me act a complete fool latelyIts been cruel,my mentality plus dont helps me copeWith no smoke,im depressed and easily to provoke..45s and nines Im heated,me and kurupt puffin on a berry all dayRepeatedly and immediately in the days we stoned and phasedIn the back of the truck lies a gauge,be any busterActing brave,maybe I can see what no other rapper assaultWith my skills to murder em allAnd cant be friendly when you know Im after yaGot the heart to balst atcha,matter-of-factTo capture those who dont belong be on the strongGots to pack up and jet,booty rappers dont have longNow can I get a witness? my riches attract women wit classThat nigga daz is about to mash all over da cashBlast to dash,me in the getaway car nowKnown rap stars turn to outlaws,wanted for the murderOf rudi ? ? ? fuck yall,dogg pound gangsta clickTo represent dogg pound to the fullest cos imChorus:(snoop dogg)Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggazSo when you see the d-o-double g,sleep creep lowI see through you but you cant see meI see through you oh so clearlyRepeat 1/2Verse 2:(kurupt)N-n-now ya escapade and ya (? beltin rave? ),masqueradinAround town like ya paid,so wheres the stack? Attract the wrong eyes to the buick out backNow Im a dump until I feel I made ya lungs collapseThe assembly for dismemberin when Im strappedOff hennessey I blast that ass to tennessee and backWhos that? im hopin Im about to bust this fools back openIm laid back scopin,but dont openThe three main ingredients to the plotSome weed;my nigga d-a-z;and some heat cockedI just concoct the schemes,the perfect teamWe take gettin paid to the extreme,it seems that Im aBring a little more than the drama,come dashTwo litres and daz down to mash cos imChorusVerse 3:(malik aka hersey locc)Now that I open my eyes to no surprise to these imitationsBut I keep my mind disguised when in elevationNo hesitation,the ground beneath my crack osacks(? rib behind my back and then I bring ya blue? )Bring the blacks straps front-to-blackSo what you want with that? It comes with a ticket for you till they stone flatHos say that "i like your cyco-azz,trigger fast niggaSo when I see you rub my head to flow thats how the shit go"Shit hit the fan goddamn,kill or see killed,it never phase meTopics flow on regular cos topic happen dailyNow what amaze me? was poppin on down my hatAnd now I come strapped with some of these thunder rapsLike this,uncut then I get uncockedI (? paralese? ) for some reason that keeps gettin a lotNow put this on some of that and put that to a stopBut you can put that on meBecause I sold the ki to the beefAnd as you can see never early,ya late,collaborate professional needNow peep as I drop bombs on ya moms like songsWhen Im rainin no pain,no gain when Im maintaininThis lyrical explosion and my nigga daz on reactWith this track gotcha open,poetical graffitiHershey gotta pound for ya town and delete to the needyLyrics to test drugs like p-c-pAnd I aint lie till I die d-p-g-c and I stayChorus x 2 1/2(snoop dogg)You murderer,you murdererChorusMurdererRepeat x 3Outro:(daz)Thats what Im sayin yknow? still puttin it down like we suppose to.everyDay,all day,it dont stop and it dont quit,so pack up your shh and bailOutta dime.ha ha!