Living Tha Gangsta Life Lyrics - Tha Dogg Pound

[Man talking] 

He repeats an alleged conversation 

Between Snoop and an unnamed L.A. sheriff's lieutenant 

Officer: I think I know who killed Tupac 

Snoop: I do too, the guy who was seated next to him 

Officer: You mean, Suge Knight? 

Snoop: Yes 

[Daz Dillinger] 

Awww shit! 

How the fuck can you niggas be on TV live 

On channel 13 but call yourself a gangster? 

Nigga, ya better stop doin all that dry snitchin 

When you know it ain't real, 'fore somebody come getchu 

This Big C style, Dogg Pound gangster for life 

[Xzibit] 

I move bricks and llel, I freeze 'em with ice 

I keep my business seperate from my personal life 

My and me niggas hustle enough, move enough weight 

To buy real estate, vehicles, paperwork straight 

Little niggas try to calculate the money I make 

I ain't havin it, I keep the gauge cocked in kitchen cabinet 

Grabbin it, for any altercation 

Catch a permanent vacation, fuckin with the Son of Satan 

And I ain't waitin for the one time they catch me 

Arrest me, and rape me, humiliate, distress me 

Telephone rang, when I answered then they hung up 

Three niggas kicked the front door with they guns up 

Cover my son up, and let the lead off 

Pumped the pump, Xzibit took them niggas heads off 

Be-atch 

Chorus: Kurupt (Daz) 

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life) 

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life) 

We live the gangsta life (Live the gangsta life) 

Livin the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah) 

Live the gangsta life (We live the gangsta life) 

Livin the gangsta life (Live the gangsta life) 

We live the gangsta life (We live the gangsta life) 

[Daz] 

I wake up five in the mornin, smoke a sack in the head 

Sneak out the back, ground was trackin, thuggin, dodgin the feds 

Slangin, hangin on the corner, regulatin the hood 

Bangin and robbin, transportin the goods 

Hop in the Buggy and throw my cell in my pocket 

Grab my strap, cockin to see my homie, hop in the fo' (Sup cous') 

Watch the young hoes jockin that gangsta life 

Niggas is heated, down to jump on site, nah 

I just swerve the boulevard and maintain the status of a G 

'cause ain't nothin but the hog in me 

Niggas around my way don't get along with me (Why?) 

'cause they jealous that I packin more than thirty G's, nigga 

Cocaine and weed was the only factor in my life, I'm comin up 

I'm runnin on anybody who postin rent up 

Everbody in my family path was dead 

Heaven to Hell, that's where my homies'll dwell 

Straight gangstas 

Chorus: Kurupt (Daz) 

Live the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life) 

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life) 

We live the gangtsa life (Livin the gangsta life) 

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life) 

Live the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life) 

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta's life) 

We live the gangsta life (And live the gangsta's life) 

Livin the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah) 

[Kurupt] 

Yea, and if ya bang say, what, gangsta life 

Give it up to all the homies say, gangsta life 

Check it out 

Gangstas let it all go, no games 

No snitchin allowed, spittin no names 

I'm G (I'm G) and you ain't (you ain't) 

I can (I can) and you can't (you can't) 

Ever since you dropped names, you outta sight 

Snitchin on ya homeboys - that ain't right 

I always grew up since eighteen and up 

With somethin to throw up, the hood we threw up 

(Look at this Dogg Pound Gangsta) 

Flashbacks, of times we got bust at 

Turn around bust back then scat 

Movin on up to the top of the map 

'cause gangstas'll be here 'til the Curl come back 

This is our world - land of the gangsta macks 

Patrolled by the blue and red rags 

Out here we ain't into ice 

Just bangin, dicin, the gangsta life (homie) 

[Chorus - Kurupt] 2x 

Livin gangsta life 

Livin the gangsta life 

We live the gangsta life 

Livin the gangsta life