<i>[Kurupt:]</i>

Well, it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, nigga

See these other fools, but you can't see me, nigga

Who am I? (It's Kurupt, motherfucker!)

Do or die (We gives a fuck, motherfucker!)

So slow yo' roll, I'm In Control like Janet

The loc-est twenty-one year old nigga that's on this planet

Take it for granted, if ya wanna

'Cause I'm gonna grab my strap then clear the corner, bitch!!

<i>[Dat Nigga Daz &amp; Lil' Malik:]</i>

To all my bitches and my niggas, and my niggas and my bitches

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

And if you don't give a shit like we don't give a shit

Wave yo' motherfuckin' fingers in the air

To all my niggas and my bitches, and my bitches and my niggas

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck

Keep your motherfuckin' hands in the air

<i>[Dat Nigga Daz:]</i>

Now, on a one (one), two (two), three (three), who could it be?

Comin' wit' a grip of gangsta shit for '93

So '94's arrived, nigga, back on up

And let me and my Dogg Kurupt fuck shit up

Now, can't nobody see me here or there

Wherever I bails, I put it down all around, 'cause ain't shit for sale

In the Coupe wit' the beat, flossin' off gold D's

And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I mean

And it don't take much, for Tha Dogg Pound to bust a cap

In yo' ass, for gettin' us all fucked up

Now check it, it's a callin' for niggas like Doggs

Who supposed to be the shit, but steadily bitchin' like hoes

(Yes, y'all) other Doggs, (Yes, y'all) Yiggy y'all

Stay full of that gin and juice, and have a ball

<i>[Kurupt:]</i>

I packs a strap like that, I kicks it like this

Now, how many bitches must get dicked?

Befo' they say, "Oh, that is that nigga from back in the day

I never, ever thought I'd see him bustin' with Dr. Dre"

'Cause I grips mics, I rips mics in half

Hoes be comin' to my flat so I can tap that ass

<i>[Dat Nigga Daz &amp; Lil' Malik:]</i>

To all my bitches and my niggas, and my niggas and my bitches

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

And if you don't give a shit like we don't give a shit

Wave yo' motherfuckin' fingers in the air

To all my niggas and my bitches, and my bitches and my niggas

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck

Keep yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

<i>[Kurupt (Dat Nigga Daz):]</i>

You're headed my way, nigga, you best to hit a U-turn quick

So what's happenin'? I'm cappin' shit up like a Western flick

The kingpin of the clique, top notch

17 shot Glock cocked, so all nigga drop!

The run of the mill, fool get broke off for tryin' to serve the best

Kurupt's era, peep the terror, 'cause it's a murder fest!

I smoke chronic every day, so what have we?

Another motherfucker gettin' served like some cavi

Now who, drops (ruff rhymes), I got the Juice like 2Pac

(Plus I'm..) rollin' wit' two Glocks

Fly motherfuckers can't see Kurupt

Hellraisin' like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin' shit the fuck up!

Slow yo' roll, like your legs was broken

Who's jokin'? Rakim never joked, so why should I, loc?

And that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe

Runnin' 'em like Flo Jo, Stranded on Death Row

Mediocre motherfuckers die 'cause I'm servin'

And they can't fuck wit' or see me, I'm mass-murderous

(Smokin' indo, look out my window I suppose) Yeah

(Niggas don't understand how we kicks different flows

I'm raw like news footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich

(Bring yo' whole set and get yo' hood lynched)

(Drop to yo' knees like a dog in heat)

Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techniques

<i>[Dat Nigga Daz &amp; Lil' Malik:]</i>

To all my bitches and my niggas, and my niggas and my bitches

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

And if you don't give a shit like we don't give a shit

Keep yo' motherfuckin' fingers in the air

To all my niggas and my bitches and my bitches and my niggas

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck

Keep yo' motherfuckin' fingers in the air

<i>[Lady of Rage:]</i>

Check it out, it's Rage! Ready for the breakdown, take down

When it comes to the mic, I'm puttin' my weight down

And that's 175 pounds of beef

Beatin' yo' ass down to the concrete

Fool, act like ya know

I'm Stranded on Death Row wit' nowhere to go

So, what's a girl to do?

Take out a crew or two, a few, what you wanna do?

<i>[Snoop Dogg, Tha Dogg Pound:]</i>

Throw yo' guns in the motherfucking air, we don't care

(Niggas don't give a fuck, nigga!)

About nothin' at all, just my Doggs and clocking the grip', bitch!

(Niggas don't give a fuck, nigga!)

That's why I can kick it so tuff, 'cause when times get ruff, my

(Niggas don't give a fuck, nigga!)

The clique that I'm wit' don't give a shit, ya know why?

(Real niggas don't give a fuck!)

<i>[Dat Nigga Daz:]</i>

Now all the bitches, and the niggas

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

To all my niggas, and my bitches

Wave yo'our motherfucking hands in the air

To all my niggas, and my bitches

Wave yo' motherfuckin' hands in the air

And if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck

Keep yo' motherfuckin' fingers in the air