Lyrics:

Intro:

G shit, LBC shit, remember how it used to be?

Mmm, you remember so much

No we didn't, see if you can remember this shit



1982 now what was I to do

All I wanna do ic claim RTC

Cuz all of my homies from ICG

So we gon do this thang for tha LBC

Cuz we all one love and yeah this tha dub

On my eleven gettin slicker

Buyin liquor from a non-liquor store

Quick to dick a hoe and get tha big homie for a 64

He ain't gon miss it though

Cuz I'm too slick for him to notice it was gone

But I fucked up and scraped his chrome

Now he's tryin to take my dome

Hangin out all in front of my home

Now I got to getsome of my chrome on my own

Now it's really on

Cuz I'm a dome this nigga and get him for his shit

Put tha switches on his riches

Now his bitch is my bitch

Ain't that a trip how I'm a crip

But I won't hesitate to test another rip

See thats the plan I was brainwashed not to know

But nigga fuck what you goin through this 2-0

And by tha time I'm 17 if I ain't in tha pin

I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin again

Ridin, hoo-bangin like Mack 10

Back on tha streets again and strapped in

I'm lookin for tha niggas wit tha wrong fingas up

Nigga I don't give a fuck, nigga I don't give a fuck em

Straight bang, bang, bang, bangin, bangin



Chorus:

Shoot em up, shoot em up bang bang

It's all fair in tha gang bang

x2



I feel like livin it up

I mean will like livin it up, you know

Bang to tha boogie and boogie to tha bang

Tha sound of mi nina when she feel tha need to sang



I got a gang of bitches who ride for me now

Not to mention tha homeboys locked down in tha p now

See now tha road get shaky but you can't break

Watch out for them hoodrats, snakes

Cus E told me a little story that left me kinda hurt

The lil homie did too much dirt and got worked

Now he's on the run and dyin of thirst

Stayin at his girls spot on 21st

And when he gets snitched on that ain't tha worst

Cuz he might not make it to tha last verse

But meanwhile back in tha p now

Me and my niggas is representin LBC style

Straight hoo-bangin and slangin cigarettes

I shank ya baby brotha just to get a rep

We straight bangin



*Chorus x4



This is Dogg Pound for life

This is Dogg Pound for life, yeah right

What you join tha game for you lil busta

Now you wanna cross us out and disrespect us

Musta thought we was bustas or sumthin

I drop two niggas I don't need you niggas

Thats tha one thang I learned about tha gang bang

If you gon gang bang

Ya gots to be able to bang like yourself man

So whether you bangin for crip or blood

You better bang for sumthin young thug

Cuz you'll get banged on not by bangas

But by Johnny Law cuz they love to hang us I hear ya

I ride wit ya dogg if you can get me to tha border

My baby mama flipped out and dipped out wit my daughter

I oughta trip on that bitch I oughta flip on that bitch

I can't trip cuz she look like my daughter and shit

So I'm a load up my clip and go ridin high

And every police car that I see ridin by

I autograph their car wit my brand new lid

Drinkin to tha set and hope my dogg young have head

Throwin up DPG for L-I-F-E cuz thats all I see

Wit love for the LB



chorus (w/ Snoop)