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Видео: 504 Boyz - Souljas

"Anyone contesting
Tha Dogg Pound
, guaranteed instant death" -> RBX

[
Snoop Dogg
]
It`s them Dogg House niggas wit` them 504 Boyz
We the real McCoys with the plastic toys
Pop, pop
Grab the glock, cock the motherfucker
No Limit niggas, we can`t be stopped
Did you hear me?
Ya heard me
Record breakin`
Hit makin`
Can`t bake `em
Real estatin`
Never hatin`
Shakin` up the game, bringin` the major pain
Yea nigga, we all in the same game
We enlighten, ignitin, never fightin`
And we got them motherfuckers bitin`
You fuck wit` P, you fuckin` wit` me
You fuck wit Silkk, you fuckin` wit` me
You fuck wit` D, you fuckin` wit` me
Nigga what, that`s my whole family

chorus 2x [Krazy]
What, you bitches goin` to war now (war now)
No Limit got this rap shit on lockdown (lockdown)
Wild out, bitch niggas when we come through (come through)
I hope you wear a vest, souljas touchin` you (touchin` you)
I`m bustin` you

[Master P]
I`m on the run, I head west wit` the dogs
504, that means ball til` u fall
I ain`t bout` no playin` nigga, it`s on and poppin`
You either workin` wit` those boys, or you out ther shortstoppin`
Now keep you eyes on the prize nigga, don`t fuck wit` the hos
Cuz you see at night in the bricks nigga, anything goes
Now you can bulletproof you chest, and they`ll bust your head
NIgga you scared to pop, then you could get an early grave
Cuz, one time don`t worry me
I`m a third ward nigga til` they bury me (hahaa)
Two times nigga, shut it down
It`s No Limit, we it on lock wit` the pound

chorus 2X

[Krazy]
Fresh out the courthouse, fuck the world, I`m finally free
Ask them bitch niggas who snitch, is they ready for me
My proverbs to the tank, believe I love it
Since that "Bout` It Bout` It" album, I was dreamin` of it
Ride wit` me, through the south, as I cruise through
Texas

A young soldier, wit` about a hundred grand in my Lexus
On my way from
Houston
, after I scored the coke
I rather, step to jail than my family be broke
But I owe five hours, I can barely breathe
Please lord forgive me for my sins, I got kids to feed
Ain`t no nigga in the Iberville givin` me shit
They went from trick to a bitch and buy that ho a fit
But my souljas, before it`s over off top
Before I`m sayin` to my dogs everytime the dope is chopped
Feel that, my niggas will ride wit` me
Snoop and Master P said that they`ll die for me

Chorus til` song ends

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