[Verse One: Kurupt]

[Verse One: Kurupt]

Well it's that slow flow, D-O-double-G, [bad word] See these other fools but you can't see me, [bad word] Who am I? (It's Kurupt [bad word] 
Do or die (We gives a [bad word] [bad word] 
So slow your roll, I'm In Control like Janet
The loc-est twenty-one year old [bad word] that's on this planet
Take it for granted, if ya wanna, cuz I'm gonna
grab my strap then clear the corner, beeotch!!

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

So all my [bad word] and my niggaz and my niggaz and my [bad word] Wave your [bad word] hands in the air
And if you don't give a [bad word] Like we don't give a [bad word] Wave your [bad word] fingers in the air

[Verse Two: Daz, Kurupt]

Now on a one, two, three who could it be
Comin with a group of gangsta [bad word] for ninety-three
So ninety-four's arrived [bad word]  back on up
And let me and my Dogg Kurupt [bad word] [bad word] up
Now can't nobody see me here or there
wherever I bails, I put it down on the ground
Cuz ain't [bad word] for sale in the Coupe
with the beat flossin off gold D's
And my cousin Snoop packs well, you know what I mean
And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to bust a cap
in your [bad word]  for gettin us all [bad word] up
Now check it, it's a callin for niggaz like Doggs
who supposed to be the [bad word]  but steadily [bad word] like hogs
(Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all
Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball

I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like this
Now how many [bad word] must get [bad word] 
Before they say, that Daz is that [bad word] from back in the day
Ya never ever thought I'd see him bustin with Dr. Dre
Cuz I grips mics, I rips mics in half
Hoes be comin to my flat so I can tap that [bad word] 
[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Kurupt]

You're headed my way, [bad word] you best to hit a U-turn quick
So what's happenin? I'm cappin [bad word] up like a Western flick
The kinpin of the clique, top notch
17 shot Glock [bad word]  so all [bad word] drop
The run of the mill fool get broke off for tryin to serve
the best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, cuz it's a murder fest
I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we
Another [bad word]  gettin served like some cavy
Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac
(plus I'm) rollin with two Glocks
Fly [bad word] can't see Kurupt
Hellraisin like Pinhead, beware I'm tearin [bad word] the [bad word] up
Slow your roll, like your legs was broken
Who's jokin? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc?
Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme flow doe
Runnin em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death Row
Mediocre [bad word] die cuz I'm servin it
They can't [bad word] with or see me I'm mass murderin
[Smokin indo, look out my window I suppose] Yeah
[Niggaz don't understand how we kicks diffrent flows]
(I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF Goodrich
(Bring your whole set and get your hood lynched)
[Drop to your knees like a dog in heat]
Peep the murderous styles and the poetical techiques

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: Rage]

Check it out, it's Rage, ready for the breakdown
Take down, when it comes to the mic I'm puttin my weight down
And that's 175 pounds of beed
beatin yo' [bad word] down to the concrete
Fool, act like ya know
I'm stranded on Death Row with no where to go, so
What's a girl to do
Take out a crew, or two, a few, what you wanna do?

[Snoop]
Throw your guns in the [bad word] air, we don't care
[Dogg Pound]
Niggaz don't give a [bad word] [bad word] [Snoop]
About nuthin at all, just my Doggs and clockin the grip [bad word] [Dogg Pound]
Niggaz don't give a [bad word] [bad word] [Snoop]
That's why I can kick it so tuff, cuz when times get ruff, my
[Dogg Pound]
Niggaz don't give a [bad word] [bad word] [Snoop]
The clique i'm with, don't give a sheeit, ya know why?
[Dogg Pound