Gorilla Pmpin Lyrics - The D.o.c.

[Verse 1: The D.O.C.] 

big baller, of blind diggy 

black foe dipply 

quickly, run into your city like Jeepsy 

I kept a half of ounce 

and I'm rude to get the cash and bounce 

51 mansion, I ain't stopped, see what doin' the asking 

all these player haters doin' this blasting 

so while these fools words be heated like fashion 

I'm gon' cash-in, what, I'm workin' with a full grip 

ain't no featurin' that bullshit, so I'll pull shit 

out like a presidential 

sleek and stay illegal like the governmental 

fake is backache, all the time 

got my shit lookin' bright like a shoes shine 

rub you off like massage when I'm on the grind 

cause in my mind 

you better get yours, cause I'ma get mine, fool... 

[Chorus: Dr. Dre] 

stackin' them bricks got you trippin' 

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin' 

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin' 

or gettin' cheese in pay, all day, Gorilla Pympin' 

stackin' them bricks got you trippin' 

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin' 

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin' 

or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Gorilla Pympin' 

[Verse 2: The D.O.C.] 

now I'ma drop into it right quick, G shit 

you finna get the convict, subliminal bomb shit 

criminal, monoply, philosophy 

mean dollar properties, cheese overseas, status 

peep my macks are my apparatus 

known for my gift the Grammer 

from Atlanta to Atlantis, I handle this, pound for pound 

brought you the scandalous, break it down 

I'm gonna give you what you need 

full balls, big dick and straight weed 

or get wet up fool you better get up 

and get yours from the D.O.P, fuckin' with me 

smooth Jackson, Bro Bax and Kool Max 

on criminal contacts be lovin' my platinum plaques 

but that ain't who I'ma goes at 

on the real, dollar bills mothafucker, can you afford that... 

[Chorus: Dr. Dre] 

stackin' them bricks got you trippin' 

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin' 

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin' 

or gettin' cheese in pay, all day, Gorilla Pympin' 

stackin' them bricks got you trippin' 

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin' 

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin' 

or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Gorilla Pympin' 

[Break: Dr. Dre] 

It's goin' on and on nigga 

It's goin' on and on and on 

It's goin' on and on my nigga 

It's goin' on and on and on 

It's goin' on and on nigga 

It's goin' on and on and on 

It's goin' on and on my nigga 

G's goin' on and on and on 

[Verse 3: Six Two] 

Knick Knack Patty Wack, give the dog a bone 

now give him a chicken till my nigga is on 

it don't stop, until your life get popped 

and you can send them viberatin' when you dropped 

hot jam, better then the rest of them 

I'm, therefore 

I pack a flour when I'm on my tour 

if we can make it though, niggaz actin' hardcore 

it ain't the coast though, nigga it's the cash flow 

order ass-holes, for sheezy best believe me 

ain't no tellin' where my G's be 

nationality, reality niggaz salary or locality 

uh the grand finale, on my way back from Cali' 

fuckin twin bitches, and they grins for they ends 

and it's on nigga, rocks slangin' to you like the dirty cop 

clock till the world stopped, make them all dropped 

my nigga Doc' empty out the whole box 

I set it off, come on, come out get yours 

talkin' about your old black clothes 

Caddillac doors, money from bad hoes 

you know that's how Gorilla Pympin' goes 

realize that you gotta get yours 

all dimes, all the time 

you better get yours, cause I'ma get mine, fool... 

[Chorus: Dr. Dre] 

stackin' them bricks got you trippin' 

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin' 

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin' 

or gettin' cheese in hate, all day, Gorilla Pympin' 

stackin' them bricks got you trippin' 

them bricks and them cakes got you slippin' 

a flock of birds got you on the yard sippin' 

or maybe gettin' paid, all day, Gorilla Pympin' 

[Outro: Six Two talking] 

nigga the world's on your hand 

you got game, nigga learnt know how to gain