Lyrics

[Intro: Kurupt] Yeah, nigga, it's time to take 'em back, '86 Gangsta shit runnin' the world All across the motherfuckin' U.S.A, punk Yeah, please believe that, nigga Dogg Pound gangstas Big Nate Dogg, Nate D-Double-O.G., punk Yeah, I'm Kurupt, you 'ont got it Yeah, now we gotta show you smoke [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Can't nobody Do you like we do (Yeah, nigga, gangstas make the world go 'round, punk) Can't nobody, ho Can't nobody, ooh Do you like we do (Nigga) (Ohh) (Yeah, nigga, we're gangstas) [Verse 1: Kurupt] Pistols and penitentiaries Gangstas on a worldwide hunt for head-huntin' Spread-dumping, lead-busting Tell me you wanna be done It's so many thangs on these streets Gangbang on these streets Heat holders That hug wit' slugs And it's the thang to be either Crips or Bloods Nate, show these niggas how it was And how nobody do it like we does, cuz [Pre-Chorus: Nate Dogg] Something about the west coast Makes me bang the beats Something about the west coast Makes me run them streets Something about the music Makes me wanna sing Something about this chronic Knocks me off my feet That's real chronic, baby [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Can't nobody Do you like we do (Now, we gotta show you how the West Coast rock) Can't nobody, ho Can't nobody, ooh Do you like we do, ohh, ooh [Verse 2: Nate Dogg & Kurupt] I know you never thought these niggas could be this good We'd be bumping in your system from hood to hood I know you never even though we would last this long You were dead wrong Homie, this is Nate, he's a double O.G All up in the place, K-U-R-U-P-T You better ask your girl why she staring at me Leave me alone Leave a gangsta alone, bitch [Verse 3: Kurupt] Calicos We ready for the get down You ready to have a sit-down Bitch nigga, sit-down Running in and out ya house Running in and out ya spouse Don't say shit or I'll be running in and out your mouth Gangstas get the party cracking Hit a land and get it crunk Nate Dogg and Kurupt Yeah, nigga, that's what's up Now, I gotta show y'all how the West Coast rock shit Concoct and plot shit Dogg Pound oxes [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Can't nobody Do you like we do Can't nobody, ho Can't nobody, ooh Do you like we do, ohh, ooh [Verse 4: Kurupt] DPGC The greatest on this earth Gangsta that was taught shoot before you converse Go against the grain and we convert to the worst Take flight like eagles Puncture like needles Touch him without even bein' present (Yeah) The greatest on this Earth, West Coast presents The Dogg Pound motherfucking gangsta, nigga On all gold feet Yeah, them all gold D's We double O.G.'s [Pre-Chorus: Nate Dogg] Something about the west coast Make me bang the beats Something about the west coast Makes me run them streets Something about the music Makes me wanna sing Something about the chronic Knocks me off my feet That's real chronic, baby [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Can't nobody Do you like we do Can't nobody, ho Can't nobody, ooh Do you like we do, ohh, ooh Can't nobody Do you like we do Can't nobody, ho Can't nobody, ooh Do you like we do, ohh, ooh