We Livin Gangsta Like Lyrics - Tha Dogg Pound

[Kurupt] 

Yeah Yeah 

Gangsta like, uh huh 

To all my O.G.'s and all my Y.G.'s 

Daz Dillinger, Daz kurupt (dat nigga daz!) 

[Xzibit] 

I move bricks of yae, I freeze it with ice 

I keep my business separate from my personal life 

Me and my niggas hustle enough, move enough weight 

To buy real estate, vehicles, paper weights, straight 

Little niggas try to calculate the money I make 

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

Grabbing it for any altercation 

catch a permanent vacation fucking with the son of satan 

And I ain't waiting for the one time to catch me 

Arrest me, arraign me, humiliate then stress me 

I'm at the crib trying to chill with my little kid 

Had everything in controlled or at least I thought I did 

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 

Get the pump to pumping, Xzibit took them niggas heads off (BITCH!) 

[Chorus - 2X] 

We living gangsta like (living the gangsta life) 

Living the gangsta's life (living the gangsta life) 

We living gangsta like (living the gangsta liiiiiife) 

Living the gangsta's life 

[Daz] 

I wake up five in the morning, smoke a sac to the head 

Sneak out the back, grab a strap, and dock and dogging the feds 

Slanging hanging on the corner regulating the hood 

Banging and robbing transporting the goods (nigga) 

Popping and bugging up on the cell in my pocket 

Grab my strap and cock it and see my homie hopping the fo's 

Watch the young ho's jocking that gangsta life 

Niggas is heated down to dump on site 

Nah, I just swerve the boulavard and maintain the status of a G 

'cause ain't nothing but the hog in me 

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

Because they jelous that I'm clocking more than thirty G's 

Nigga, cocaine and weed was a main factor in my life, I'm coming up 

I'm running on anybody who post and ran up 

Everybody in my family path was jail 

Heaven and hell, that's where my homies 'ill dwell 

STRAIGHT GANGSTA! 

[Chorus] 

Chorus X2 

[Bridge] 

What would you do if you could 

Get with my crew, baby 

What would you do if you could down with the dog pound 

[Kurupt] 

Gangstas, just let it all go no games 

No snitching allowed, spitting no names 

I'm G...and You ain't... 

I can....and you can't... 

Ever since you dropped names, your out of sight 

Snitching on your homeboys, that ain't right 

I always grew up since eighteen and up 

With something to throw up, what hood we threw up? (Dogg Pound Gangstas) 

Blast backs at times we got bust at 

Turn around, bust back then scat 

Moving on up to the top of the map 

'cause gangstas 'ill be here 'till the curl come back 

This is our world, land of the gangsta macks 

Controlled by the blue and red rags 

Out here we ain't into ice 

Just banging, dice, and the gangsta life 

[Chorus] 

Chorus X2 

[Bridge] 

Bridge X3 

We live the gangsta life, live the gangsta life, we live the gangsta life