Best Run Lyrics - Tha Dogg Pound

[Kurupt] 

Gangsta shit, I'ma show you how the gangsters do it 

Word to mother, Kurupt Young Gotti 

Excuse me for a second while I blow, on this bomb 

{*inhaling and coughing*} 

Beans, Beanie Sigel, yeah 

Daz Dillinger, Dat Nigga Daz, bitches 

I gotta little bit of somethin that you'll never understand 

With that double deuce, double up, hammer in hand 

Got so many different advances, different chances 

lead to different circumstances, enhancements 

Calibers, mental mind gallagher, shells 

Hit niggaz like hammers hit nails 

I'm Apocalypse 6000, I remember that hoe 

Bitch don't you owe me 6000? I'm countin(?) to ten 

[Rosco] 

I slide through on some ol' outlandish shit 

And roll up anybody on some skanless shit 

Many try to be I, wanna bang the gang 

Screamin our name, the Dogg Pound Gangsta gang 

They call me Young Rosco, young and ho-stile 

If it ain't on D's, then I can't even ride yo 

I'm so caught up in the streets I need to lie low 

And I'm runnin out of sheets, to weed that I blow 

[Chorus] 

Best run, getcha guns, spittin dum dum 

slugs at the thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none 

Here we come, best run, spittin dum dum 

slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none 

Here we come, best run, spittin dum dum 

slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none 

Here we come, best run, spittin dum dum 

slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none 

[Beanie Sigel] 

The Gooch is back, the hold up man with deuce gat 

(Blow up fam) You fold up fan, you're fruit cat 

Niggaz gettin swoll up, plans for loose tracks 

When I roll up fam (yeah nigga) produce scraps (kick in) 

You know I'm all about the street dollars 

Follow your trail and blaze niggaz with +techs+ like 'Sheed Wallace 

They say the streets talk and I ain't hearin a word 

Feet to the ground got my ear to the curb 

Roll with niggaz disappear in them burbs 

Pop up appear with them birds, in darkness prepare you for worst 

(Listen) - in other words stop talkin 

I slim up your legs, curl up your hands, nigga you stop walkin 

when the fifth stain leave shit stains off in 

your Pampers, get your shit bag changed often 

You niggaz soft and the fifth lift chains off often 

Get your block chalked when the glock start barkin 

[Chorus] 

[Daz] 

Who wanna get 'em up? Nigga let's get 'em up 

Why the fuck they act like you know, and so we did 'em up 

When the uz' bruise I serve crews, act like you know 

Rude bwoy tryin to walk in these shoes 

I ain't impressed off dues with that bullshit, I pull quick 

And y'all dumb hoes suck dick - she just a bitch 

I hit the switch and peel out, and wheel out, throw up a (?) 

I get shit, get get done with it, and so I get out 

The smallest of my hustle so I floss off bones 

Pay the cost of the death, watch you die when you step 

Seven to ten niggaz drop when they step 

Don't sweat the technique or get chin-checked 

[???] 

Pimpin never gave a fuck, Sigel Daz and Kurupt 

Rosco, (??) you can't bite my shit, it causes fiascoes 

My rhymes is designed, drinkin tobasco 

I'm dippin, rollin, that's the way the (?) bowl 

D.P.G.'s bowl, R.O.C. soul 

controllin, foldin, suckers like envelopes 

Rollin on hundred spokes, smokin on a pound of smoke 

[Chorus] 

[Kurupt] 

Dogg Pound Gangstaville, where the gangsters at 

Sigel came to roll through and smoke us out 

So what's wrong with that? Nigga, ha? Yeah 

Daz Dillinger, yo, the one-shotter 

Shootin niggaz down cause it's nuttin 

The first nigga to take off, nigga boulder boy 

Yo, Kurupt Young Gotti, ha? 

You know that nigga, that one nigga, set it off on ya 

Pleezbelieveit ya bitch 

I know bitches when I see a bitch and youse a bitch 

And bitches get treated like bitches.. 

Roc-A-Fella, Dogg Pound nigga!