Respect

I know you're bobbin' your head

'Cause I can see you, yeah

I know you're bobbin' your head

'Cause I can see you, uh, yeah

I know you're bobbin' your head

'Cause I can see you, yeah

I know you're bobbin' your head

'Cause I can see you

You can't see me

Back up in that ass once again

With some of Dat **** 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

Tha motherfuckin' Dogg Pound in the house

Now tell me what's poppin' in your head, my brother?

What you want 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

Now as a child I was raised in the church

Now whatever possessed me to do the shit that I do to put you in the dirt

I gives a fuck about a **** on the streets

I'm runnin' '94 and I done ran '93

Unlike no hurdle, for the murders I committed in my homie fo' convertible and not a soul saw who did it

As I lean to the side in my homie G-ride, on a mission, four deep Dogg Pound, do or die

Now if you see me mobbin' down the streets, what would you think? (Not)

Realizin' that I'm survivin' off instinct

What makes my mind click to perfect timin'

For me to twist shit switchin' bullshit the fuck up like The Shining

'Cause I'm in my own zone, alone, I'm found, empty inside, but death is all around like a ghost town

Perhaps you, know I acts a fool if I have to

Can you comprehend or adapt to?

Respect to the Death Row Inmates

Death Row Inmates, Lawd, them never hesitate to bust a gun shot in a idiot face

Diss the Dogg Pound and your life goes to waste

Free Dogg Pound territory

Dat **** Daz put you in a di cemetery

Snoop Dogg, di criminal mentality

Fuck with Dirty Kurupt and you dead each way

D-P-G, Dogg Pound Gangstas

Lawd

Now with Dat **** Daz, everywhere I roll, I'm set to blast

The way to success is elevatin' 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 **** spittin'

Sixty percent's trippin', forty percent's bullshittin'

Industry's shady, my safety's in jeopardy

Controllin' minds like mental telepathy, ****

Shady as fuck, Kurupt can see it in your eyes

Anticipatin' for the real to come from the disguise

Tha 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

Will 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 mainly hustled for the cash

Surprised to see that **** rise up on that ass

Anybody killa, do or die if I have to

On deck, 24/7 and blastin' if I have to

I live my life by the sword accordin' to the law, before I stopped to wonder why the journey's so far

From the danger that lurks, from the one that's out doin' dirt

Step to mine and find yourself vanish away from this earth

Beyond the heartbreaks and heartaches, rest in peace

Ride or die, death is unexplainable when you die

We don't gotta stoop low, we don't gotta stoop low, we don't got to stoop to your level

But when they see we comin', Lawd, now when they see we comin', Lawd, now when they see we comin', Lawd, them 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 better be respectable

The nine millimeter, is really credible

Wicked and wild, yes, you're wicked and wild

Price Ital Joe, yes, you're well versatile

Is it Dogg Pound? Yes, you're well versatile

They form the picture of the gangsta styler

And wild, yes, you're wicked and wild, Dogg Pound

And wild, yes, you're wicked and wild

Is it Death Row? Yes, you're well versatile

Yes, gangsta drop make the gangsta smile

The sexy girls, them love the Doggy style

And wild, yes, you're wicked and wild

And wild

Eazy

Dogg Pound run tings, you know? Yeah

'Cause we no respect no guys

'Cause guys take orders and shit

We no take orders, we give orders

Respect to the crew

**** Daz, a mi breddern Dirty Kurupt

Eazy, yeah

West Coast, every time, every time, big-up

To the Death Row posse

Lawd

'Nough respect

Just quote, the faggot come here with the violence

Death Row are gon' make you dead and silence

We nah 'fraid to fight, we nah 'fraid of no person and no brother come here actin' like this

Oh, Lawd, oh, Lawd

Yes, star Ital, you're large

Big up Daz and the crew

Snoop Dogg, big up, every time

Eazy

Dr. Dre and the posse

Yeah