Tha dogg pound crip wit up lyrics

[Chorus - Daz Dillinger] 2x



All my niggas won't you Crip with me



All my bitches won't you Crip with me



If you ain't Crippin, you my e-ne-my



Everybody won't you Crip with me







[Daz]



Awwww!



Emcees I assassinate



Don't play no games, don't procrastinate



Got my homeboy Slip, playin 'round with the clip



Ready to slap a bitch, and poppin' off at the lip



Whatchu want somethin', get my gauge and pop somethin



Quick to pull it out, clop ka-pop-pop somethin



What the fuck all y'all niggas want to know about the Gang



Actin like y'all niggas ain't really knew my name



Nigga you see, we gangstas, hearts and all



Let it spark, get the niggas through the dark and all



See 'em all runnin through the parkin lot



Give a fuck homeboys cuz we sparks it off



I'm a R.A.W. dog assassin from the D.P.G.



And I'll be one precious and duchess emsee



When ya catch us in the cut and ya lookin like what



Best believe it be Daz and that nigga Kurupt



We got it all locked down cuz you ain't hittin no mo'



Washed up, what the fuck, you ain't hittin no mo'



The radical, dramatical assassin, my gat is askin



To motherfuckin blast it, stretch like elastic



Now you been a has been, took out the game



Ran smack dead into a train, motherfucker



And gettin busy like an everyday thing



Long Beach, Eastside insane, motherfucker







[Chorus - Daz] 2x







[Kurupt]



Ske-daddle, emcees, well these two ranest terrorists



Pterodactyl overlookin the plains, off a propane flame



Stickin niggas paraputic, poetical, we theraputic



Emcees propurized, punished, and executed



Don't say I shoot, homeboy shooted



You up against the grizzly, cuz McKenzie



I'm on a friend, ain't nothin fun or friendly



I'm headed to where your friends be, yea motherfucker



You wanna bust it in or off the head motherfucker



You heard what I said motherfucker



Yea Kurupt, what the fuck, kidnappin 'em duck







[Daz]



Niggas like you don't make it over here



Where it's all about your heart and the clothes you wear







[Kurupt]



I move out this bitch at the age of sixteen



Got my first M-16 at eighteen



First thing I knew was 11-8 gangstas



Then don't ya know, moved by the 6-0's



Ya ever got quoted, well I did nigga



Quoted on by, ?, Embart, and Harthone



In this land we in homie it's all about stripes



The fool thinkin a nigga settle down with kids and a wife



Fuck a bitch homie, but I warned you homeboy



You can't beat on 'em in California, they'll call the cops on ya



Born in the illy philly Philadel



When from Sheltoe and Dekes to heat and Canishel



When from rhymin on the block, to mini-macks and knots



The macks, petas, mini-mags, and glocks, motherfucker







[Chorus - Daz] 2x







[Daz]



Oh yea, we are most definately in effect



Right about now



Dogg Pound gangstas



Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz



Pushin all them other suckers to the side



All the niggas ran out on us



Shit, we're soundin dope, we right here



Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz {*toilet flushes*



Took five years to digest this shit



So now you got it, be-atch!