I Pledge Allegiance (feat. Pharoahe Monch) - Nate Dogg

Yo, I? m happy to be in the south to set off my tour in the countryside But who better to set it off for me than this man right here Yo, this Kenny Rogers chillin' on the country side With men like Wyclef, Jerry Wonder, Big Jack, Big Beast And we gon? do something like this for you You got to know when to hold? em (Yeah, yeah!) Know when to fold? em (DJ? s, DJ? s!) Know when to walk away (Hip-Hop, Hip-hop!) Know when to run (Yeah, yeah!) You got to count your dub-plates (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Before you touch the turntables (All hoods!) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done (Y? all ready?) You got to know when to hold? em Know when to fold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done Get the Hell up!? Clef said,? Get the Hell up!? Now throw your hands in the sky Brooklyn in the back shootin' craps y? all whassup? Ladies, lookin' hot and pretty Doin' your thing in the club high saditty Worldwide the gritty committee pity the fool that Act in the midst of the calm, the witty (You got to know when to hold? em) Y? all know the name! Same assassin from before But the beat just changed a little who flip flows That got women in they thongs gettin' on but not Sisqo Select your squad team and your itch Bey know my flow Muy Caliente, Fuego No disrespect to soundbwoy, but you better step away from me Easily defeat measley MC? s and tease you Ease back squeeze two in your wig and breeze through You got to know when to hold? em Know when to fold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run. (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done C? mon, c? mon (Get the Hell up!) Soundbwoys (? Clef said,? Get the Hell up!?) Yo (Now throw your hands in the sky) This combination gon? bust from Brooklyn to Shanghai Feel the boogie boogie Henny got me tipsy tipsy Kenny Rogers and Pharoahe Monch? No way, this can? t be! 48 tracks, country meets rap Put this on full blast, I? m about to break all formats My destiny is to lead while y? all follow This is show time and I? m live at the Apollo You got to know when to hold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to fold? em (MC's) Know when to walk away (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Know when to run You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done You got to know when to hold? em Know when to fold? em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ? s) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done

I pledge allegiance to the lamb With all my strength With all I am I will seek to honor His commands I pledge allegiance to the Lamb I have heard how christians long ago Were brought before a tyrants throne And they were told that he would spare their lives If they would renounce the name of Christ But one by one they chose to die The Son of God they would not deny Like a great angelic choir sings I can almost hear their voices ring I pledge allegiance to the Lamb With all my strengh With all I am I will seek to honor His commands I pledge allegiance to the Lamb Now the years have come and the years have gone But the cause of Jesus still goes on And now our time has come to count the cost To reject this world, to embrace the cross And one by one let us live our lives For the One who died to give us life Till the trumpet sounds on the final day Let us proudly stand and boldly say I pledge allegiance to the Lamb With all my strength With all I am I will seek to honor His commands I pledge allegiance to the Lamb To the Lamb of God who bore my pain Who took my place, Who wore my shame I will seek to honor His commands I pledge allegiance to the Lamb I pledge allegiance to the Lamb With all my strength With all I am I will seek to honor His commands I pledge allegiance to the Lamb I pledge allegiance to the Lamb (With all my strength) With all my strength With all I am (With all I am) I will seek to honor His commands (I pledge allegiance) I pledge allegiance to the Lamb I pledge allegiance to the Lamb (To the Lamb) With all my strength With all I am I will seek to honor His commands I pledge allegiance to the Lamb

Hey,Hey What up OG Yessir Yea Yea To the trap I Pledge Alleg Yea To the trap I Pledge Alleg On God Swear it need me Aye Huh Niggas fuck with me Man they know I got options They steady pocket watching Difference between us nigga you do it just to say so I do it for the profits You aint no real boss If you aint put no money In no other niggas pockets You aint got it, nigga just stop it These niggas aint really poppin (pussy) Heard your shit, nigga know that shit floppin These broke niggas always tryna chop it I'm shooting for the moon Nigga like I'm a rocket I'm wearing Off-White that these niggas can't copy I seen your lil drip That shit is so sloppy This shit just a hobby You see the wave coming, Tsunami (Coming Tsunami, niggas can't stop me) Hey Get this shit in every week Shit is a cycle, repeat Thousands come in every week These niggas, they gon remember me No turning back, now I can't leave To the trap, bitch I Pledge Allegiance I try to leave trap But I swear it need me Try to leave trap but I swear it need me Bitch I just ran up 10 bands in a week These niggas they won't forgive me I try to leave trap but I swear it need me These pion niggas aint never seen no real load That real money on the road Look at me now Yeah bitch you see a nigga glow When you talk to the plug Better speak in code Yeah When you talk to the plug Better speak in code These niggas get a lil money And to the most Ran all through your bag Nigga went ghost Niggas be mad, Just by the post By the way that I brag, get your hoe Niggas be in they feels About a bitch that go I had to train a bitch Now she a pro But, I see your lil drip That shit is so sloppy This shit just a hobby You see the wave coming, Tsunami (Coming Tsunami, niggas can't stop me) Hey Get this shit in every week Shit is a cycle, repeat Thousands come in every week These niggas, they gon remember me No turning back, now I can't leave To the trap, bitch I Pledge Allegiance I try to leave trap But I swear it need me Try to leave trap but I swear it need me Bitch I just ran up 10 bands in a week These niggas they won't forgive me Yeah, nigga I try to leave trap but I swear it need me On God To the trap, bitch I Pledge Allegiance I try to leave trap But I swear it need me Right hand to God Try to leave trap it need To the trap, bitch I Pledge Allegiance I swear it need me

We're blinded by a dead man We are not the future We're just puppets We are not the future We'll all die as fucking lab rats We are not the future We're just puppets We are not the future We'll all die as fucking lab rats Stop living like a puppet I won't die a fucking lab rat! Stop living like a puppet I won't die a fucking lab rat! We're all living a lie! They are blinding minds with the face of a dead man We're all living to die So take control, or just fucking die Swallow lies, and force their "Idols" down your throat. And we don't see, we live life through a blindfold We live life through a blindfold We're all living a lie! They are blinding minds with the face of a dead man We're all living to die So take control, or just fucking die They are blinding minds with the face of a dead man So take control or just fucking... They lie They blind Our minds They lie They blind Our minds They lie They blind Our minds We've all been brain washed from the fucking start! They lie They blind Pledge allegiance to the mad man! They lie They blind Pledge allegiance to the mad man! Pledge allegiance to the mad man! Pledge allegiance to the fucked! We're all living a lie! They are blinding minds with the face of a dead man We're all living to die So take control, or just fucking die We're all living a lie! They are blinding minds with the face of a dead man We're all living to die! So take control, or just fucking die We can change the future We're not puppets We can change the future We won't die as fucking lab rats

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!