- Votes:
- Composers:
- Delmar Arnaud
- Ricardo Brown
- Mark Jordan
- Joseph Paquette
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- g funk
- g funk classics
- rap
- west coast rap
 
- See also:
Tha Dogg Pound - Respect lyrics
I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see huh, yeah
 I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see huh, yeah
 I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see huh, yeah
 I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see huh, yeah
 You can't see me, hah
 Back up in that ass once again
 With some of Dat Nigga Daz shit
 Beatin' up on your ear drums with some of that G Funk
 Some of that gangsta funk
 Some of that ghetto funk
 Call it what you want, just don't forget the G
 Got the motherfuckin' Dogg Pound in the house
 Now tell me what's poppin' in your head my brother?
 What, you wanna do end up dead, motherfucker?
 I don't know why we got to kill each other
 'Cause on the streets it's do or die, motherfucker
 Now as a child I was raised in the church
 Now what ever possessed me to do the shit
 That I do to put you in the dirt
 I gives a fuck about a nigga on the street
 I'm runnin' ninety four and I done ran ninety three
 Don't like no hurdle for the murders
 I committed in my Omni Ford convertible
 And not a soul saw who did it
 As I lean to the side in my Omni G-Ride
 On a mission, fo' deep, Dogg Pound, do or die
 Now if you see me mobbin' down the street what would you think
 (Not)
 Realizing that I'm surviving off instinct
 What makes my mind click to perfect timing
 For me to twist shit switchin' bullshit
 The fuck up like The Shining
 'Cause I'm in my own zone, alone I'm found
 You think you saw but death is all round like a ghost town
 Perhaps you know I acts a fool if I have to
 Can you comprehend or adapt to
 Respect to the death row inmates
 Death row Inmates lawd dem never hesitate
 To bust a gun shot, in a idiot face
 Dis is Dogg Pound and your life goes to waste
 Fraid, Dogg Pound carry no grace
 Lifetime in static, put you inna your place
 Dogg Pound be killin' a bitch mentality
 Mess with Dogg Pound and you be dead each way, lawd
 Now wit Dat Nigga Daz, everywhere I roll I'm set to blast
 The rate of success is elevating too fast
 Every corner that I turn, there's money to burn
 With no concern count the amount, there's more to be earned
 Set-trip, the word I hear every nigga spit
 Sixty percent's trippin' forty percent's bullshit
 Industy's shady, my safety's in jeopardy
 Control the mind with mental telepathy, nigga
 Shady as fuck, Kurupt can see it in your eyes
 Anticipatin' for the real to come from the disguise
 The Pound, we roll thick like one time
 And I could fuck your bitch after I bust just one rhymeTha Dogg Pound - Respect - http://motolyrics.com/tha-dogg-pound/respect-lyrics.html
 All we do is smoke weed and get blitzed
 And kick that motherfuckin' gangsta shit
 (Say what, say what, say what, say what, say what?)
 Kick that motherfuckin' gangsta shit
 Well, I see myself on top, by the age of twenty two
 Or will I drop a fallen star that has been forgotten not in the past
 I only hustled for the cash
 Suprised to see that nigga rise up on that ass
 Anybody killa, do or die if I have to
 On deck, twenty four seven and blastin' if I have to
 I live my life, I done swore to courtin' trigger long
 Who would stop the movement why I journied so far
 From the danger that lurks, from the one that's out doin' dirt
 Step to modify this and vanish away from this earth
 Beyond the heartbreaks and heartaches, rest in peace
 Riders died, death is unexplainable when you die
 We don't got to stoop low
 We don't got to stoop low
 We don't got to stoop to your level
 But when they see, we coming lawd
 Now when they see, we coming lawd
 Now when they see, we coming lawd they tremble
 'Cause we a rebel, terror from a well fractured gun
 And you know we keep it real to make your life invisible
 So don't fuck, you betta be respectable
 The nine millimeter is really dreadable
 Wicked an wild, yes, you're wicked an wild
 Prince Ital Joe, yes, you're well versatile
 Is it Dogg Pound, yes, you're well versatile
 Dey form de picture of the gangsta styler
 An wild, yes, you're wicked an wild, Dogg Pound
 An wild, yes, you're wicked an wild
 Is it Death Row, yes, you're well versatile
 Yes gangsta, drop make the gangsta smile
 De sexy girls, dey love de doggystyle
 An wild, yes, you're wicked an wild
 An wild, hahaha, eazy
 Dogg Pound, run tings, y'know, yeah
 'Cause we no respect no guys
 'Cause guys dick harder than shit
 We no take orders, we give orders
 Respect to the crew
 Nigga Daz, [unverified] Kurupt, eh, Yeah
 West coast, everytime, everytime, big-up
 To the Death Row posse, lawd
 Nuff respect
 Just quote, de faggot come here wit de violence
 Death Row are gon make you dead and silence
 Well, dem afraid to try, when afraid of no person an
 No faggot come here actin like dis
 Oh lawd, oh lawd, hahaha
 Yes Kurupt, huge, you're large
 Nigga Daz an de crew
 Snoop Dogg, big up, everytime, eazy
 Dr. Dre an de massives, yeah











