Dig that, oh boy That's what I'm talkin' about, JT the Bigga Figga, E -40 Daz Dillinger, San Quinn, what up check it oh boy [Daz Dillinger] Ya see I'm all about lavish shit, plushed out havin' it Fifty g's a twenty gauge on my cabinet Shit, can't be half steppin' Niggas be lookin' around blastin' niggas with any reppin' My profession I selected, directed Shit, I'm a boss nigga and I'm highly respected (No doubt) With the stacks cause I layed to the game no pressin' it Niggas wanna get down but niggas freebasin' **** it up from the Beach down to Filmoe Give it up, niggas duckin' and it's real ghost And a nigga hand in pain cause of the wrist Countin' a million a stack matchin' it Why try to fade me, the invincible Principal comin' out as the invisible I got it locked from every hood to every spot To want a mack Glock, damn it stay hot Every other sucker and buster beware It's a Dogg Pound gangsta on the loose out there And I'm comin' I'm comin' comin' and comin' And I'm runnin' I'm runnin' and I'm gunnin' and I'm gunnin' [San Quinn] They can't stop my paper chasin' Keep it crackin' on the back streets Collectin' them chips and all stacks Who be in tact, nobody really knows the hustle Sportin' one day, bouncin' back with legs buckled, like that Fortified, I know these niggas be hatin' Watch they faces as they can't stand seein' me skatin' (Woo-woo) Politicin' nah playa no polished tickets Debt tapes, cash advances and meal tickets Dogg Pound gangstas and the G-O-P We from the 415 they from the 213 Beneath the layers like the window, ballin' me and my kin folk Squattin' on these twenty inch dubs, tint on window [Hook: San Quinn (E -40) x4 ] We independent in the game that we bubble Cause it's the life, the life, the life, the life (The life) [JT the Bigga Figga] We bring this shit like the Wild West, Filmoe to Foul-Set We slang crack and run around with a tech What did I mean, I'm tryin' to push something clean Like a 500 CL, nigga please believe With the stackin' c, puttin' g's on g's For another hit they beg oh please, oh please Try to freeze our accounts, I put the strap on ya tongue I'm doin' this to eat bitch not rappin' for fun I'm the first to speak and the first to leap With two concrete feet, touchdown hurt the streets Hold court in the streets, judgement to the winner of beef No more clubbin' nigga, no more sleep, uh [E-40] Spend safari, ya better go cop a pack of smokes 40 why orwhere ya been Oh you been givin' out prescriptions and antedotes Takin' notes, shootin' dice, practicin' my literature With my folks, Filmoe niggas, ask JT he the bigger figure Nifty with my spitter, full off that alcohol off The Liks Old school zig-zag nigga smokin' on some of that cat piss Pokin' and strokin' the batches, patchin' up my dips Seven-fifty a pop, nigga that's how I been doin' this Sellin' tapes out the trunk of my car, independent shit ****in' with these distributors, tryin' to get nickel rich Tryin' to get nickel rich, ****in' with these distributors Moms and pops loyal fans, redeems and vans, ooh
[00:00.00] Dig that, oh boy [00:08.13]That's what I'm talkin' about, JT the Bigga Figga, E -40 [00:13.50]Daz Dillinger, San Quinn, what up check it oh boy [00:18.69][Daz Dillinger] [00:19.77]Ya see I'm all about lavish shit, plushed out havin' it [00:22.95]Fifty g's a twenty gauge on my cabinet [00:25.29]Shit, can't be half steppin' [00:27.36]Niggas be lookin' around blastin' niggas with any reppin' [00:29.97]My profession I selected, directed [00:31.89]Shit, I'm a boss nigga and I'm highly respected (No doubt) [00:35.55]With the stacks cause I layed to the game no pressin' it [00:37.83]Niggas wanna get down but niggas freebasin' [00:40.41]**** it up from the Beach down to Filmoe [00:43.02]Give it up, niggas duckin' and it's real ghost [00:45.57]And a nigga hand in pain cause of the wrist [00:47.55]Countin' a million a stack matchin' it [00:49.95]Why try to fade me, the invincible [00:52.65]Principal comin' out as the invisible [00:54.75]I got it locked from every hood to every spot [00:57.57]To want a mack Glock, damn it stay hot [01:00.21]Every other sucker and buster beware [01:02.40]It's a Dogg Pound gangsta on the loose out there [01:05.01]And I'm comin' I'm comin' comin' and comin' [01:06.84]And I'm runnin' I'm runnin' and I'm gunnin' and I'm gunnin' [01:09.39][San Quinn] [01:09.84]They can't stop my paper chasin' [01:11.85]Keep it crackin' on the back streets [01:13.29]Collectin' them chips and all stacks [01:15.36]Who be in tact, nobody really knows the hustle [01:17.70]Sportin' one day, bouncin' back with legs buckled, like that [01:20.58]Fortified, I know these niggas be hatin' [01:22.26]Watch they faces as they can't stand seein' me skatin' (Woo-woo) [01:25.41]Politicin' nah playa no polished tickets [01:27.75]Debt tapes, cash advances and meal tickets [01:30.27]Dogg Pound gangstas and the G-O-P [01:32.31]We from the 415 they from the 213 [01:34.83]Beneath the layers like the window, ballin' me and my kin folk [01:37.77]Squattin' on these twenty inch dubs, tint on window [01:40.92][Hook: San Quinn (E -40) x4 ] [01:45.45]We independent in the game that we bubble [01:47.28]Cause it's the life, the life, the life, the life (The life) [01:54.96][JT the Bigga Figga] [01:59.85]We bring this shit like the Wild West, Filmoe to Foul-Set [02:02.88]We slang crack and run around with a tech [02:04.92]What did I mean, I'm tryin' to push something clean [02:07.47]Like a 500 CL, nigga please believe [02:09.99]With the stackin' c, puttin' g's on g's [02:12.42]For another hit they beg oh please, oh please [02:15.06]Try to freeze our accounts, I put the strap on ya tongue [02:17.70]I'm doin' this to eat bitch not rappin' for fun [02:19.98]I'm the first to speak and the first to leap [02:22.35]With two concrete feet, touchdown hurt the streets [02:25.11]Hold court in the streets, judgement to the winner of beef [02:28.02]No more clubbin' nigga, no more sleep, uh [02:30.33][E-40] [02:30.51]Spend safari, ya better go cop a pack of smokes [02:32.55]40 why orwhere ya been [02:33.48]Oh you been givin' out prescriptions and antedotes [02:35.31]Takin' notes, shootin' dice, practicin' my literature [02:37.74]With my folks, Filmoe niggas, ask JT he the bigger figure [02:40.38]Nifty with my spitter, full off that alcohol off The Liks [02:42.81]Old school zig-zag nigga smokin' on some of that cat piss [02:45.21]Pokin' and strokin' the batches, patchin' up my dips [02:47.67]Seven-fifty a pop, nigga that's how I been doin' this [02:50.25]Sellin' tapes out the trunk of my car, independent shit [02:52.74]****in' with these distributors, tryin' to get nickel rich [02:55.29]Tryin' to get nickel rich, ****in' with these distributors [02:57.69]Moms and pops loyal fans, redeems and vans, ooh
