Dpg Killa Lyrics - Singles - Bg Knocc Out & Dresta

[dresta] 

Easily I approach 

The microphone because I ain't no joke 

Nigga tell kurupt, nate and daz i'mma buck 'em 

Matter of fact tell that whole pound I say fuck 'em 

It's a new year so put the bustas in their plizace 

Bg knocc and gangsta dresta bring it to your fizace 

Riders on a mission 

I catch you slippin, you getting struck clown 

So fuck any busta thats down with the mutt pound 

[bg knocc out] 

It's the compton city g nigga 

Bow to your knees nigga 

Run up in your hood 

Cock back my strap and pull the treez nigga 

And if you slippin, you know I'm gonna wet cha 

I'm the baby boss hogg, better known as the dogg catcher 

Bow wow yipee yay, didn't you hear me say 

I'm a dogg killa, cos all doggs have they day 

Now who wanna fool me, if your not prepared to fight 

Little knocc out can't be phased, baby gangsta for life 

Chorus x2 

Dat nigga daz (killa) 

Kurupt (killa) 

Dr dre (killa) 

Mark ass niggas 

Snoop dogg (killa) 

Nate dogg (killa) 

Tha dogg pound (killa) 

Fuck, fuck all y'all, niggas 

[dresta] 

I bring the noise everytime a nigga wind me up 

I pull my nine and blow a mind, everytime I bust 

I trust no man and thats from now until infinity 

Nigga you either my homie or just consider yourself my enemy 

Niggas out here fake dog, like nate dogg 

I swear you made it, but talkin that shit to dre 

Will get you and your dj regulated 

Bitches come a diamond sack, so lets get it straight 

A fake is what I hate, so fuck kurupt, daz and nate 

[bg knocc out] 

Motherfucking fake 

Niggas be thinking that they can get with the real deal 

What I would do, if I was you is take a chill pill 

Yet and still tricks, I gave your click a bust 

But when I see that busta daz 

I gotta fade his ass 

Smash, down another puppy pound clown 

With the round from my smith 

And watch his body shift 

Drift his soul in the wind as they carry you 

And big k-o can dig your hole before they bury you 

Bridge x2 

Pranksters, studio gangstas, bustas 

Softer than a bitch but betrayed the role of gangsta 

Pranksters, studio gangstas, bustas 

Stupid motherfucker, yeah thats what I'm saying 

[bg knocc out] 

So now you niggas know, who in the fuck you fucking with 

B-g and d-r-e nigga, the baby gangsta click 

As we drop some gangsta shit 

From a real g's perspective 

Niggas get all like pumped 

While I stay calm and collective 

I check those suckas 

They callin self and causing ruckus 

94 set claimin, snoop, d-o bangin bustas 

[dresta] 

Much love, to the bg, cpt 

Much love, to the dre, obg 

Much love, to the eazy-e, cpt 

And dpg don't wanna see us, see see 

You fools ain't nothing but marks, so fuck your set 

Now what's next 

I doubt if you wanna flex, no respect 

Run up and get wrecked 

You tried to diss the bg, although we let that shit pass 

Daz you fuck around and find your ugly ass 

Smashed in a trash bag, fool 

You wanna be caught up be laying down 

If you keep fuckin around with the comp-town 

Chorus x2