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Tha Dogg Pound

Anybodykilla

 

Anybodykilla

(альбом: Dogg Chit - 2007)


[The Game:]
West Coast, it's all about survival nigga
West Coast, California's own
Black Wall Street, D.P.G.C
You niggaz know what it is
Compton and Long Beach back together again...

[Daz Dillinger:]
You know it's, murda-murda, bring the drama for ya mama
Got them .223's in the back of the Impala
Niggaz got a problem, nigga this how we could fix it
Ten or twenty of my homies going all on a mission
Looking for them niggaz to let 'em know that it's on
Send a couple niggaz to the funeral home
Them niggaz that you love is back (Like that?)
(Chrome gat motherfucker, where it's at?)
I'm only fucking with them real niggaz who stay in the street
I'm only fucking with them real niggaz who playing for keep
With a street sweeper sweeping your whole block with a tool
I'm old school with it, I don't play by the rules
Bundles of cash, two thousand grams, turning soft into hard
Don't you know we the shit up on the boulevard?
Don't you know that niggaz died just for playing hard?
0-8' chrome shoes, bulletproof car

[Chorus:]
And we don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And we don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck (Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck (Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)

[The Game:]
It's too much gangsta shit going on in the fucking world
For niggaz to be acting like girls
I'm the Gangbang General, never rhyme a subliminal
12-gauge shotty to your body, a fucking criminal
A animal, West Coast beat cannibal
Who got the antidote? I'm sick on this gangsta shit
Not Blood or a Crip, I'm a Anybody Killa
For reala, half Blood half motherfucking gorilla
Suicidal, my flow is a automatic rifle
My rag is a flag, I should hang it from the fucking Eiffel
Tower, MC's I devour, a lyrical time bomb
I explode to the next episode
Cutlass riding, butler driving
Head low 'cause it's all about motherfucking surviving
In the city I claim, Westside we bang
The Game, and the D.P.G.C. gang

[Chorus:]
And we don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And we don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck (Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck (Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)

[Kurupt:]
Dogg Pound Gangstas, let it rain motherfucker
It ain't really nothing to explain motherfucker
Just the other day I was posted talking some numbers
Trying to get it right, underneath my Chinchilla it was winter
And plus I had to conceal the sinja
Gotta get it right, full scale pushing
Everything I'm living for, I'm more on these bustas
I'm sick of shit, and every nigga pushing with me sick of shit
Where the paper bitch?
Next word I hear from ya I'll I'm doming ya all
Sometimes I feel like hitting hoes and doming ya all
Ride out with me, come out that drought with me
Come scout with me, come find out what it's about with me
Motherfucker, "Ya'll Must Have Forgot" like Roy Jones
All about the home invasion, gangstas on Vogue's
You'll never be able to put the gangstas on hold
Motherfucker, keep it G and get the P to roll
In and out this niggaz shit, fast in a flash
Keep talking shit nigga see how fast on the flash
We'll be in that ass, through the pockets, get the cash, me and Daz

[Chorus:]
And we don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And we don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck (Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck (Anybody Killa)
And don't give a fuck where you from
(Anybody Killa)

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