Dogg Pound 4 Life by Tha Dogg Pound (2024)

(Busta ass nigg*s)
(Busta ass nigg*s)
(Let's ride on they ass)
(I be back in about thirty minutes)
(Long Beach city, nigg*, haha)
(Get your ass in the car, nigg*)

We won, we won

And then we shot that BB gun
And they lost, and they lost
Now we took they sh*t, now it's time to floss

Before I even step, motherf*ckers hit the deck
I gets reck' with a TEC, so cash in like checks, fool
I gots my own back in a scrap
But if it calls for that, I got my nigg* Kenny Mack (biatch)
Swift as the wind, the MAC-10's in my nigg*'s clutches
So bust this, we rush this broke ass nigg*
I knew he was a f*ckin' punk
So then I tapped Daz, go and pop the f*ckin' truck
He steps back in with TEC
And I'm all pumped, puffin' on blunts, ready to get reck'
Even though I knew he had a MAC-10, know I gave a f*ck
And stuck the TEC 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 peeping your people, now two f*ckin' hoods done bailed in
Wonderin' if he's G or a B-G, sportin' locs and a beanie
Tryna mad dog, you can't see me
Now I could bust a cap and split 'em up, I'm ready to get 'em up
I said, "what that Dogg Pound like, nigg*?" Then I hit 'em up
Now you nigg*s know what's up with Kurupt (right)
nigg*s don't give a f*ck, I'm headed for the Westside

Now this spot's owned by the motherf*ckin' 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 sure you and your mama die

This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
nigg*, I just don't give a f*ck
This is Dogg Pound for life, nigg*
This is Dogg Pound for life
nigg*, we just don't give a sh*t

Now before I bails, I blaze up a few sacks
Freshly Zig-Zag wrapped and grab my cavi sack
Tote a strap in my lap because the feud is on
One of these nigg*s got caught slippin', now the Eastside's a war zone
Known for the OGs
D-O-Gs, L-O-Cs
Sellin' cavi on the spot, late nights
Who gives a f*ck about another nigg*, this Tha Pound for life
I got the biggest (uh-huh), fattest (like what), rocks on any block
Sellin' my dubs like crazy and the sales never stop
I saw my paper stackin', so I had to rush me a Benz, sh*t
I love the life that I live
Yeah, was the greatest of 'em all (a hustler)
I ran my game like a gangster, had no room for no busters
It musta been like a dream
I moved from sacks to grams, from O-Z's to ki's (big balls)
Now I'm known through the hood as the O-G
Never no more can be called no B-G
I put this sack down, I put my bang down
I start to set trip (why?) 'Cause this is Dogg Pound
So now you know about that nigg* D-A-Z
(And where you from?) Eastside 'til I dizzie, L-B-C

This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life, nigg*
nigg*, I just don't give a f*ck
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
Motherf*cka, I just don't give a f*ck
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life, bitch
Call it what you want, Dogg Pound's the gang
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
nigg*, we just don't give a sh*t (biatch)

Meditate to my flow, as I mob down the row
Yo, boy is it loony where the grass is greener
1-8-7 ain't sh*t but a misdemeanor
I've seen a lot of nigg*s come up, a few nigg*s done up
Some rest in peace with their khakis heavy creased
But it's an Eastside thang, a who-ride thang
If we bang to the boogie then we boogie to the (bang)
I bring you the mothaf*ckin' .38
Just get the MC and my homie Nate
So we can ride, slide, slippity-slide
As I take you on a trip, nigg*, ride, Eastside

This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
nigg*, we still don't give a f*ck
This is Dogg Pound for life
This is Dogg Pound for life
Mothaf*cka, we still don't give a f*ck

You will lie in hell
Where your dead homeboys dwell
There's no way to escape
There's no way you can escape
So rest in peace, bitch

Anybody's killa
Dogg Pound Gangstas

The song Dogg Pound 4 Life by Tha Dogg Pound is a hardcore gangsta rap song that glorifies the gangster lifestyle of the artists. The lyrics are full of aggression and violence, with the artists boasting about their prowess as gangsters, their weapons and their willingness to kill. The opening lines call for a gang attack on rival gang members, with the artists urging each other to ride on their enemies. The song is filled with descriptions of violent confrontations with rivals, with the artists often boasting about their superiority and ability to come out on top. They speak of taking over territory, killing rivals, and being prepared to face any challenge that comes their way. Towards the end of the song, the artists express pride in their gangster identity, refusing to give up their lifestyle or back down to anyone.

Overall, the song reflects the dangerous and violent side of gang culture. The lyrics are full of bravado and threats, as the artists revel in their criminal activities and their ability to intimidate others. The song is not only a representation of the artists' personalities and experiences but also of the wider social and cultural issues that can lead young people down a path of crime and violence.

(Busta ass nigg*s)
Disrespectful individuals

(Let's ride on they ass)
Seeking revenge and taking action against those individuals

(I be back in about thirty minutes)
Leaving temporarily and returning soon

(Long Beach city, nigg*, haha)
Proudly representing the city of Long Beach

(Get your ass in the car, nigg*)
Commanding someone to get into the car

We won, we won
We emerged victorious

And then we shot that BB gun
Pretending to shoot a BB gun after the victory

And they lost, and they lost
The others suffered a defeat

Now we took they sh*t, now it's time to floss
We took their possessions, now it's time to show off

Before I even step, motherf*ckers hit the deck
Before I even approached, people feared and submitted

I gets reck' with a TEC, so cash in like checks, fool
I engage in conflict using a handgun, earning a profit in the process

I gots my own back in a scrap
I am capable of defending myself in a fight

But if it calls for that, I got my nigg* Kenny Mack (biatch)
If the situation demands, I have my ally Kenny Mack to support me

Swift as the wind, the MAC-10's in my nigg*'s clutches
My ally has control of a MAC-10 firearm and is quick in his actions

So bust this, we rush this broke ass nigg*
We swiftly attack and overpower this weak individual

I knew he was a f*ckin' punk
I was aware that he was a coward

So then I tapped Daz, go and pop the f*ckin' truck
I signaled Daz to open the trunk of the car

He steps back in with TEC
He returns with a handgun

And I'm all pumped, puffin' on blunts, ready to get reck'
I am excited, smoking marijuana, and prepared for the conflict

Even though I knew he had a MAC-10, know I gave a f*ck
Despite knowing he was armed, I didn't care

And stuck the TEC out the window, ready to let loose
I extended the handgun out the window, prepared to shoot

Get some gin and juice and then tell Snoop to come scoop
Enjoy some alcoholic beverages and then inform Snoop Dogg to join us

Check me out, peep how all who withstand
Observe my actions, notice the impact I have on others

Step so quick and slowly sink like quicksand
Move swiftly and witness others fall into a difficult situation

Murder, that's what I be yellin'
I proclaim murder and violence

I'm peeping your people, now two f*ckin' hoods done bailed in
I am observing your associates, two neighborhoods have now joined our side

Wonderin' if he's G or a B-G, sportin' locs and a beanie
Questioning if he is a gangster or a wannabe gangster, wearing specific attire

Tryna mad dog, you can't see me
Attempting to intimidate, but unable to intimidate me

Now I could bust a cap and split 'em up, I'm ready to get 'em up
I have the ability to shoot and divide them, I am prepared to fight

I said, 'what that Dogg Pound like, nigg*?' Then I hit 'em up
I inquired about our gang's reputation, then attacked

Now you nigg*s know what's up with Kurupt (right)
Now you individuals are familiar with Kurupt's reputation, correct?

nigg*s don't give a f*ck, I'm headed for the Westside
We are unbothered and moving towards the Westside

Now this spot's owned by the motherf*ckin' D-O-double-G
This area is controlled by Snoop Dogg

P-O-U-N-D, so I see no other choice but to roll with the homicide
Dogg Pound controls this territory, and violence is the only option

For all this drama, make sure you and your mama die
To end this conflict, ensure both you and your mother perish

Meditate to my flow, as I mob down the row
Reflect on the rhythm of my music as I confidently walk down the street

Yo, boy is it loony where the grass is greener
Yo, my friend, it is crazy where things appear better

1-8-7 ain't sh*t but a misdemeanor
A murder (code 1-8-7) is insignificant, only considered a lesser crime

I've seen a lot of nigg*s come up, a few nigg*s done up
I have witnessed many individuals rise in status, while some have been killed

Some rest in peace with their khakis heavy creased
Some now rest in peace, dressed in creased khaki clothing

But it's an Eastside thang, a who-ride thang
However, it is a distinct Eastside culture, a united ride

If we bang to the boogie then we boogie to the (bang)
If we engage in violence, then we celebrate through rhythmic movements

I bring you the mothaf*ckin' .38
I present to you the powerful .38 caliber handgun

Just get the MC and my homie Nate
Retrieve the microphone and summon my friend Nate

So we can ride, slide, slippity-slide
So we can travel, glide, and move smoothly

As I take you on a trip, nigg*, ride, Eastside
As I guide you through an experience, my friend, ride with me on the Eastside

You will lie in hell
You will suffer in hell

Where your dead homeboys dwell
Where your deceased friends reside

There's no way to escape
There is no means of escaping

There's no way you can escape
There is no possible escape for you

So rest in peace, bitch
So accept your fate, derogatory term for a person

Anybody's killa
A murderer without any specific target

Dogg Pound Gangstas
Members of the Dogg Pound gang