- Votes:
- Composers:
- Mr Malik
- C Broadus
- Delmar Arnaud
- Ricardo Brown
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- gangsta rap
- kopfnicker
- rap auf club
- the good old nineties rapshit
 
- See also:
Tha Dogg Pound - Cyco-Lic-No (Bitch Azz Niggaz) lyrics
Back in your ass with a twenty sack, straight up
 Dogg Pound gangstas in effect for the 9-5, y' know?
 We been havin' a little confrontation with a lot of motherfuckers out there
 But y' know they just can't do the thangs that we seem to do.
 And the things that we seem to do is make platinum hits
 Straight up, motherfuckers can't even fade me
 N-N-Now who the hell wanna phase me?
 To make me act a complete fool lately
 It's been cruel, my mentality plus don't helps me cope
 With no smoke, I'm depressed and easily to provoke
 45's and Nines, I'm heated, me and Kurupt puffin' on a berry all day
 Repeatedly and immediately in the days we stoned and phased
 In the back of the truck lies a gauge, be any buster
 Acting brave maybe I can see what no other rapper assault
 With my skills to murder 'em all
 It can't be prevented when you know I'm after ya
 Got the heart to blast at cha, matter of fact
 To capture those who don't belong be on the strong
 Gots to pack up and jet, booty rappers don't have long
 Now can I get a witness? My riches attract women wit' class
 That nigga DAZ is about to mash all over da cash
 Blast to dash, me in the getaway car now
 Known rap stars turn to outlaws wanted for the murder
 [Incomprehensible] fuck y'all, Dogg Pound Gangsta click
 To represent Dogg Pound to the fullest cos I'm
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 I see through you but you can't see me
 I see through you oh so clearly
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 Now ya escapade and ya beltin rave, masqueradin'
 Around town like ya paid so where's the stack?
 Attract the wrong eyes to the Buick out back
 Now I'm a dump until I feel I made ya lungs collapse
 The assembly for dismemberin' when I'm strapped
 Off Hennessey I blast that ass to Tennessee and back
 Who's that? I'm hopin' I'm about to bust this fool's back open
 I'm laid back scopin' but don't open
 The three main ingredients to the plot
 Some weed, my nigga D A Z and some heat cocked
 I just concoct the schemes, the perfect team
 We take gettin' paid to the extreme, it seems that I'm a
 Bring a little more than the drama, come dash
 Two litres and DAZ down to mash cos I'm
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 I see through you but you can't see me
 I see through you oh so clearly
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggazTha Dogg Pound - Cyco-Lic-No (Bitch Azz Niggaz) - http://motolyrics.com/tha-dogg-pound/cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz-lyrics.html
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 Now that I open my eyes to no surprise to these imitations
 But I keep my mind disguised when in elevation
 No hesitation,the ground beneath my crack o' sacks
 Rib behind my back and then I bring ya blue
 Bring the blacks straps front to black
 So what you want with that?
 It comes with a ticket for you till they stone flat
 Hos say that "I like your cyco-azz, trigger fast nigga
 So when I see you rub my head to flow that's how the shit go"
 Shit hit the fan goddamn, kill or see killed, it never phase me
 Topics flow on regular 'cos topic happen daily
 Now what amaze me? Was poppin' on down my hat
 And now I come strapped with some of these thunder raps
 Like this, uncut then I get uncocked
 Probably for some reason that keeps gettin' a lot
 Now put this on some of that and put that to a stop
 But you can put that on me because I sold the ki to the beef
 And as you can see never early,ya late, collaborate professional need
 Now peep as I drop bombs on ya moms like songs
 When I'm rainin' no pain, no gain when I'm maintainin'
 This lyrical explosion and my nigga Daz on react
 With this track got'cha open, poetical graffiti
 Hershey gotta pound for ya town and delete to the needy
 Lyrics to test drugs like P C P
 And I ain't lie till I die D P G C and I stay
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 I see through you but you can't see me
 I see through you oh so clearly
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 I see through you but you can't see me
 I see through you oh so clearly
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 You murderer, you murderer
 Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
 So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
 I see through you but you can't see me
 I see through you oh so clearly
 Murderer, murderer, you murderer, you murderer
 That's what I'm sayin y' know?
 Still puttin' it down like we suppose to
 Everyday, all day, it don't stop and it don't quit
 So pack up your shh and bail outta dime, ha, ha
 Alright everybody, this is a fuckin' raid
 Anybody try to leave I thump one on your ass











