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Cyco-lic-no (bitch Azz Niggaz) - Tha Dogg Pound



     
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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 meN-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 provoke45'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 assaultWith 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 longNow 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'mCyco-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 clearlyCyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep lowNow 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 collapseThe 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 plotSome 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'mCyco-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 clearlyCyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep lowNow 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 blackSo 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 rapsLike 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 beefAnd 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 reactWith 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 stayCyco-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 clearlyCyco-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 clearlyCyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz
So when you see the D O double G, sleep, creep low
You murderer, you murdererCyco-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 murdererThat'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, haAlright everybody, this is a fuckin' raid
Anybody try to leave I thump one on your ass

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Tha Dogg Pound is a rap duo made up of Kurupt and Daz Dillinger. The group has spawned an extended family, made up of Kurupt, Daz, Warren G, Nate Dogg, RBX, Lady of Rage and Snoop Dogg (and, originally, Soopafly), Tray Deee, and Bad Azz called the Dogg Pound Gangsta Click or simply DPGC. The group made their 1992 rap verse debut on Dr. Dre's The Chronic, on various songs. They also appeared on Snoop's classic Doggystyle, and the Death Row soundtracks Murder Was The Case and Above The Rim. Their solo, Dogg Food, was released in 1995.

Read more about Tha Dogg Pound on Last.fm.


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