D.P.G./K

Ha-ha, yeah

Orginal Baby Gangster's in this motherfucker, ha

With the D-R-motherfuckin'-E, huh

And a, what we gonna do right now?

("Dog Catchers about to get ya")

We serve these marks from the Dogg Pound, killer, check it out

("Dog catchers about to get ya"

Easily, I approach the microphone, because, I ain't no joke

****, tell Kurupt, Nate, and Daz, I'ma buck 'em

Matter of fact, tell that whole Pound, I say, "Fuck 'em"

It's a new year, so, put the busters in their plizace

B.G. Knocc, and Gangsta Dresta, bring it to your fizace

Ryders on a mission, I catch you slippin', you gettin' struck clown

So, fuck any buster down with the Mutt Pound

It's the Compton City G, ****

Bow to your knees, ****

Run up in your hood, cock back my strap, and pull the trees, ****

And if you slippin', you know I'm gonna wet ya

I'm the Baby Boss Hog, better known as the, "Dogg Catcher"

Bow-wow, yippee-yay, did you hear me say

I'm a Dogg killer 'cause, all dogs have their day

Now, don't run up on me, if you ain't prepared to fight

Little Knocc out get them sliced, Baby Gangster for life, ****

That **** Daz (killer)

Kurupt (killer)

Dr. Dre (killer, mark ass ****)

Snoop Dogg (killer)

Nate Dogg (killer)

Tha Dogg Pound (killer)

Fuck, fuck all y'all, ****

That **** Daz (killer)

Kurupt (killer)

Dr. Dre (killer, mark ass ****)

Snoop Dogg (killer)

Nate Dogg (killer)

Tha Dogg Pound (killer)

Fuck, fuck all y'all, ****

I bring the noise every time a **** wind me up

I pull my Nine, and blow a mind, every time I bust 'em

I trust no man, and that's from now, until infinity

****, you either my homie, or just consider yourself my enemy

**** out here, fake dog, like Nate Dogg

Be swear you made it, but talkin' that shit to Dre, will get you, and your deejay regulated

Bitches come a dime a sack, so, let's get it straight

A fake is what I hate, so, fuck Kurupt, Daz, and Nate

Motherfuckin' fake

**** be thinkin' that they can get with the real deal

What I would do, if I was you, is take a chill pill

Yet, and still tricks, I gave your click a pass

But when I see that buster, Daz, I gotta bank his ass

Smash, down another puppy, pound clown

With the round from my Smith, and watch his body shift

Drift his soul in the wind, as they carry you

And B.G. K-O can dig your hole, before they bury you

Pranksters, studio gangsters, bustas

Softer than a bitch, but portrayed the role of gangster

Pranksters, studio gangsters, bustas

Stupid motherfucker

Yeah, that's what I'm sayin'

Pranksters, studio gangsters, bustas

Softer than a bitch, but portrayed the role of gangster

Pranksters, studio gangsters, bustas

Stupid motherfucker

Yeah, that's what I'm sayin'

So, now, you **** know who in the fuck, you fuckin' with

B-G and D-R-E, ****, the Baby Gangster clique

As we did some gangster shit from a real G's perspective

**** get all like pumped, while I stay calm, and collective

I check those suckers, they callin' self, and 'causin' ruckus

'94, set claimin', Snoop, D-O bangin' bustas

Much love to the B-G, C-P-T

Much love to the D-R-E, O-B-G

Much love to the Eazy-E, C-P-T

And D-P-G don't wanna see us, C.C

You fools, ain't nothin', but marks, so fuck your set

Now, what's next? I doubt if you wanna flex, no respect

Run up, and get wrecked

You tried to diss the B.G., and thought we let that shit pass

Daz, you fuck around, and find your ugly ass smashed in a trash bag, fool

You wannabes, gonna be layin' down, if you keep fuckin' around with the Compton

Dogg Pound Killers

That **** Daz (killer)

Kurupt (killer)

Dr. Dre (killer, mark ass ****)

Snoop Dogg (killer)

Nate Dogg (killer)

Tha Dogg Pound (killer)

Fuck, fuck all y'all, ****

That **** Daz (killer)

Kurupt (Killer)

Dr. Dre (killer, mark ass ****)

Snoop Dogg (killer)

Nate Dogg (killer)

Tha Dogg Pound (killer)

Fuck, fuck all y'all, ****