Lyrics

[Verse 1] Who can rock the crowd Showin no mercy or no sympathy What I look like screening em down and don't mention My history's told I had platinum gold since I was 8 years old Now it's 2000 and 3 It's D-A-Z and it's the DPG 4 L-I-F-E as I travel through town through my time and space The grind is hard nigga just look at my face I want it bad like a Pit of the leash Like a nigga fresh outta prison just touching the streets If you wanna be a gangsta come creep with me And find out what it is just to be a G Ride out Slide out with the hoo ridah The true Eastsidah Handle our bidness homeboy and we bring fire Explode on a microphone We light it up cold rippin it up Blue chucks Blue khakis yo we Crippin it up If you wanna talk shit then we flippin you up Muthafucka We flip floppin like flap jacks "But we don't love them hoes" Bitch and its like that This is what's ? You want up in them hoes Grab ya cash and get ya cash tho As I'm chillin with Tha Pound and shit And have my niggas get to ? like this [Hook] Shon Don of P.F.N Round n round we go As the times keep tickin as the world keeps spinnin Round n round we go When the clock strikes 4 in the morning ? gotta Get up and clock my dough ? on the grind nigga Round n round we go Shuttin niggas down hitting Tha Dogg Pound Get up and clock your dough Round n round n round n round [Verse 2] I hold em down suffocate my opponents Livin life like I wanna there's no escape from the heaters or burners You and your homies are done When we ride up on ya And we ride like a ? Burnin up the corner That's when the party was packed Are you ready to scrap Cause I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back In a Lac' zippin the train tracks front and back Who else give it up like that? Long Beach, Tic Tac, grab your gat, watch your back Watch out nigga cause I'm on the attack Hell yeah and I slap some words back in your mouth just to speak em out You done smoked too much nigga you're tricking out Never shot ? just to ? I gotta bring it to you everyday I wants the paper in a major way On a hunt for the scrilla for this paper chase Haters I pay em no mind Cause Imma get mine every muthafuckin time I got my nigga Soopafly on the muthafuckin track Hoo Oh Shit Dat Nigga Daz is back [Hook] Round n round we go As the times keep ? as the world keeps spinnin Round n round we go When the clock strikes 4 in the morning ? gotta Get up and clock my dough ? on the grind nigga Round n round we go Shuttin niggas down hitting Tha Dogg Pound Get up and clock your dough Round n round n round n round [Verse 3] I been through battle raps Nigga imagine that For every nigga that you brought I got 5 to match Nigga you better give it up nigga I die for what's mine The cash and the jewelry got my peoples kinda blind My vision ain't blurry I told my homies don't worry Now we got the stripes, and the fame, and the glory If I live to tell the story about the gangstas and thugs The homies who cause ruckus, got nothin but love ? the life you made See I'm a Dogg Pound gangsta and I'm out to get paid Brrrowww I spray your block ? Its the D-A-Z so ? [Hook] Round n round we go As the times keep ? as the world keeps spinnin Round n round we go When the clock strikes 4 in the morning ? gotta Get up and clock my dough ? on the grind nigga Round n round we go Shuttin niggas down hitting Tha Dogg Pound Get up and clock your dough