Blueberry (feat. Tha Dogg Pound & LBC Crew) - Snoop Dogg

Intro: Busta ass nigga (busta ass niggas). Bitch ride on they ass. I be back in About 30 minutes. Get your ass in the car nigga.? Kurupt: Before I even step motherf**kers hit the deck I get's wreck with a tech so cash in like checks fool I fet's my own back in a strap But if it calls for that I got my nigga Kenny Mack (beeoitch) Swift as the wind the Mac 10 is in my niggas clutches So bust this we rush this punk ass nigga I knew he was a f**kin' punk So then I tapped Daz "go and pop the f**kin' truck" He steps back in with tech and I'm all puffin' on blunts Ready to get wrecked Even though I knew he had a Mac 10 on I gave a f**k And stuck the tech out the window ready to (let loose) Get (some gin and juice) and then tell Snoop to come scoop Check me out peep how all who withstand Step so quick and slowly sink like quicksand "Murder" that's what I be yellin' I'm peepin' ya people now two hoods the villian Wheather I'm a see a G or a B.G. Sportin' locs and a beenie tryin' to mad dog you can't see me Now I can bust a cap and split 'em up Or ready to get 'em up What's up with that Dogg Pound? Like nigga then I hit 'em up Now you know what's up with Kurupt (right) Niggas don't give a f**k I'm headed for the westside Snoop: Now this spots owned by the motherf**kin' D.O. (double G) P.O.U.N.D. so I see no (other choice) but to roll with the homicide (For all this drama make you and your momma die) Hook: This is Dogg Pound for life This is Dogg Pound for life (nigga I just don't give a f**k) This is Dogg Pound for life This is Dogg Pound for life (nigga we just don't give a shit) Daz:

This is DJ easy dick And this is the golden shower hour early in the Morning Wake your goat mouth ass up This is 187.4 fm on your dial And We flipping it just like this For alll you motherfucken real Gs out There Huh come with the real shit 187.4 fm on your dial Until the tick Tock yeah dont stop Until the beep beep and you dont freeze Aye check It out baby bubber in the place to be My name is Snoop Say what? The One they wanna see so um Blaze up the bud and break out the champagne Cause we rollin in the fast lane trying to find the right lane Doing It just like players Laying down laws Governors mayors to stay up on Top of things Theres something bout being in tha Dogg Pound gang That Makes me wanna have some type of hustling life If being wrong is wrong I cant be right Despite all the madness youre hitting on Daz Stealing Rhymes with super duper scenes to get you paid But you played yourself Cause you cant play me I see through you but you cant see me Hes been Watching you Been watching So Smooth Longbeach is on the move smooth Like the motion of your body Hes been watching you Been watching you So smooth So smooth Longbeach is on the move Now Im a qualified Microphone technician with styles I came to storm on like electrical Clouds See me now Ill go killing like Micky Mal Down to trip and empty Clips infermanently examine our position Competition to strip and Dismantle Light em up like candle stick but dont stick to prevandal Vandalise I ran from anim cs to freeze To reguarantee the temperature Decrease degrees Bows and stiff keeps me in control Never fold I score Like order and oughta let these hoochies I sorta sometimes get in Shorter It sort of limits ya But to me the skys delimits ya No I Diminish ya To dust takes spinister Bust one rhyme its like a voodoo Hex Connect complex styles my vast hi tech flex Cause And if she like Me ooze in their like swimwear Dont despite me cause alot of hoe like Me mashing them nikes out of See niggas on Tv This nigga Daz Now Ive Got one question nigga how does it feel Check your game But I aint Even saying no name Procaimed lyricist dissing us for fortune and fame Did I do something to you Did we sold your hoes(house) Cause youre on Tv rapping like you knew me You know me but you dont really know me That mothafucken nigga from the DPG The K-U-R-U-P-T Im too smooth Mothafucka Hes been watching you Hell be watching So Smooth Dogg Pound Is on the move Its on the move Hes been watching you Hell been Watching you So smooth Dogg Pound is on the move Is on the move Every Every Every Every I know thats right Real smooth here on 187.4 fm on Your dial The station thats playing platinum hits baby thats keeping You coming And Im the DJ with the fatest sack DJ E-A-Z Look between my Legs and youll know why On that station thats sockin some soul to your Ass W Balls fade em off And now we gonna take some callers I wanna Dedicate this one to my girl Cheryl out their man with a fat ass Beeitch Yoo this is Barry White youre the Dogg Pound youll Mothafuckers sounding good Keep doing what your doing youre players Im Kevin Slo Jammin James from 92.3 the beat Man this shit is so smooth Im switching up get me an application I wanna work for W Balls

Intro: Dr. Dre I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see huh, yeah (repeat 4X) You can't see me, hah Back up in that ass once again With some of Dat Nigga Daz shit Beatin up on your ear drums with some of that G Funk Some of that gangsta funk Some of that ghetto funk Call it what you want, just don't forget the G Got the motherfuckin Dogg Pound in the house Verse One: Dogg Pound Now tell me what's poppin in your head my brother What you wanna do end up dead motherfucker I don't know why we got to kill each other Cause on the streets it's do or die motherfucker (Daz) Now as a child I was raised in the church Now what ever possessed me to do the shit that I do to put you in the dirt I gives a fuck about a nigga on the street I'm runnin ninety-fo' and I done ran ninety-three, don't like no hurdle For the murders I committed in my Omni Fo' convertable And not a soul saw who did it As I lean to the side in my Omni G-Ride On a mission, fo' deep, Dogg Pound do or die (Kurupt) Now if you see me mobbin down the street what would you think (not) Realizing that I'm surviving off instinct What makes my mind click to perfect timing For me to twist shit switchin bullshit the fuck up like The Shining Cause I'm in my own zone, alone I'm found You think you saw but death is all round like a ghost town Perhaps you, know I acts a Fool if I have to, can you comprehend or adapt to Chorus: Prince Ital Respect to the Deathrow Inmates Deathrow Inmates lawd dem never hesitate To bust a gun shot, in a i-diot face Dis is Dogg Pound and your life goes to waste Fraid, Dogg Pound carry no grace Lifetime in static, put you inna your place Dogg Pound be killin a bitch mentality Mess with Dogg Pound and you be dead each way Lawd Verse Two: Dogg Pound (Kurupt) Now wit Dat Nigga Daz, everywhere I roll I'm set to blast The rate of success is elevating too fast Every corner that I turn, there's money to burn With no concern count the amount there's more to be earned Set-Trip, the word I hear every nigga spit Sixty percent's trippin forty percent's bullshit Industy's shady, my safety's in jeapordy Control the mind with mental telepathy nigga Shady as fuck, Kurupt can see it in your eyes Anticipatin for the real to come from the disguise The Pound, we roll thick like one-time And I could fuck your bitch after I bust just one rhyme All we do is smoke weed and get blitzed And kick that motherfuckin gangsta shit (Say what say what say what say what say what?) Kick that motherfuckin gangsta shit (Daz) Well I see myself on top, by the age of twenty-two Or will I drop, a fallen star that has been forgotten not In the past, I only hustled for the cash Suprised to see that nigga rise up on that ass Anybody killa, do or die if I have to On deck, twenty-four seven and blastin if I have to I live my life I done swore to courtin trigger long Who would stop the movement why I journied so far From the danger that lurks, from the one that's out doin dirt Step to modify this and vanish away from this Earth Beyond the heartbreaks and heartaches, rest in peace Riders died death is unexplainable when you die Outro: Prince Ital We dont got to stoop low We dont got to stoop low We dont got to stoop to your level But when they see we coming lawd Now when they see we coming lawd Now when they see we coming lawd they tremble Cause we a rebel, terror from a well fractured gun And you know we keep it real to make your life invisible So don't fuck, you betta be respectable The nine millimeter, is really dreadable Wicked an wild yes you're wicked an wild Prince Ital Joe yes you're well versatile Is it Dogg Pound yes you're well versatile Dey form de picture of the gangsta styler An wild yes you're wicked an wild, Dogg Pound An wild yes you're wicked an wild Is it Death Row yes you're well versatile Yes, gangsta drop make the gangsta smile De sexy girls dey love de Doggystyle An wild, yes you're wicked an wild An wild... hahaha. eazy! Dogg Pound, run tings, y'know, yeah Cause we no respect no guys Cause guys dick arder than shit We no take orders, we give orders Respect to the crew Nigga Daz,? .Kurupt Eh, Yeah West coast, everytime, everytime, big-up! To the Death Row posse Lawd! Nuff respect Just quote, de faggot come here wit de violence Death Row are gon make you dead and silence Well dem fraid to try, when afraid of no person an No faggot come here actin like dis Oh lawd, oh lawd, hahaha Yes Kurupt huge, you're large Nigga Daz an de crew Snoop Dogg, big up, everytime EAZY! Dr. Dre an de massives Yeah

Snoop Dogg Miscellaneous Give it 2 'Em Dogg Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin We usin dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by The tray, like gangstas with the heaters Gangbangin is my shit nigga Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger Fuck a bitch, never switches my motto And if you disagree with me watch out for my hollows Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon Ouick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin You wanna roll with the doggs, but you can't You too busy ridin nuts fool, get out the paint Dogg We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, do it to em dogg...) We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, yeah, yeah, bang bang...) 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, ya bound to get dirty Ya herdy, was servin, birdies, for herby and scrappy That nigga lyin dogg go on and slap him That's probably how rumors get started See niggas be yappin off at the mouth And don't be havin their heart in Suckers, that's probably why I stay in the hills And let my pitbulls smash on niggas that feel I owe em somethin, dogg, throw me somethin Nigga throw me somethin, shit I'm doin badder than you And I aint even fakin or frontin So, quit the hatin 'fore I start dumpin I jump in the 8 5 0 and smash on out Meet me and Goldie Loc at the DoggHouse Smoked out, Hennessy and plenty weed Wit mo bitches, 4 bitches, some cole bitches, c'mon bitches We cold vicious, known pimpin, with no simpin Stone crippin, low clippin, 4's drippin Wet from my set, check my rep I'm a vet Ex-felon, never tellin represent it to death Pack my flag, wear khakis with that extra sag Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck And my status been a classic I stay on the set Let it rain, let it drip, turn the change to chips Never nervous, stay in service from this gangsta shit Cool time on the grind never mind the danger Gun slanger, gangbanger, Long Beach mangler Bringa of the noise like the Real McCoys Niggas talk shit, walk quick or feel the toys We in this business to win this whatever the cost Goldie Loc, Snoop, and Tray Deee you're never to cross Motherfuckers HOOK

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggaz know who I am y'all niggaz tearin' up shit But we got somethin' old, and somethin' new for y'all tonight Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearin' motherfuckers tryin' to steal my flow But it ain't no thang 'cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do' Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin' my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, 'cuz I'm back Hit 'em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up, now tell me what's goin' on It make me wanna holler, 'cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes And quit tryin' to spit at my motherfuckin' hoes Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb 'cuz I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and I'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize and see where I'm comin' from It's still East Side till I die, why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D O Double G Y It's a crazy mixed up world It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sippin' juice and gin Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin' flavor like Life Savors Ain't that somethin', talk shit and I'm dumpin' I had your whole fuckin' block bumpin' Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through One-two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A fuckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and poppin' All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin' I wanna see some panties droppin' I'm comin' from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton All I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows I'm dishin' out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, French braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the name's often marked for catchin' slugs And I smoke weed for the fuck of it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked But it's mandatory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin' hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin' and movin' Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin' Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massacre from a verbal assassin Murderin' with rhymes packin' Tec-9's for some action You really don't know, do you, you fuckin' wit a hog You can't do me, I'm goin' out loony like O-Dog It's a Doggy Dogg's World The Dogg's World Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party uh huh Tell when it don't stop, and uh, it don't quit for the The Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavvy Dogg shit Diggity Daz out of the motherfuckin' cut once mo' So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick Till I die I'm still screamin' that Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not known about The city where I'm from, dum diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The D O Double G the P O U N D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Don't you know it's a Doggy Dogg World Oh yeah, talking about Snoop, talking about you Snoop

Yeah! Straight up nine to five Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening? In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas The burial ground for clowns, open casket Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds Tragic how the mic gets handled Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in With the click got checks that shit And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help The homie style got the strap on deck Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you) Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes Now the paper is made, now don't think twice Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an' Provoke us, survey with the superior focus I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive It's left to ya instict of survival Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind You define it I'm mentally silly and batter It doesn't matter when ya into it Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block Stop let the whole place evacuate Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me Observe I serve those that betray me I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight I ain't never seen a G that would go for that Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back I ain't never seen a game that did multiply We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die And who am I? And who am I? That crazy motherfucker from the DPG Do or die!