(Chorus) x2
These days, you gotta be strapped
I'm already knowin ain't nobody got my back
these days you gotta be down
who said it was easy claiming Dogg Pound
I believe I got hood skills
we been makin music since we were kids
its all I wanna do, for life
keepin it real until the day I die
I stay funkish in my way
continue to mash and dont forget to pray
I keep my hand on my steel
because I love my life and I always will
whatever people say to me
I take it in stride I'm thinkin negro league
if you really dont know me
then you best back up, I suggest strongly
yes sir this DPG
until the day I D-I-E
for my L-I-F and E
no matter where I look thats all I see
and I know...
(Chorus) x2
Many women cling to me
I think its because they see me on BET
everybody knows my name
all the police think I'm serving game
jealous niggaz call us out
but I dont worry long as I hear their mouths
if ever they decide to kill
you better be prepared cuz i know I will
one thing I can guarantee
you dont wanna be standin next to me
before my final curtain call
my mistakes they really wont be long
if we bump heads in the streets
or even at some party
you niggaz really can't see me
my request is that you stop trying
before I let go...
Chorus x2
Daz-
Everyday, the 45 stays I'm jackin forever
I bustin takin now bowin down never
gotta watch my back for these coppers
as well as the niggaz that I kick it with
they stick you faster than these bitches will
since I'm pimpin everybody wants my riches
and I can't keep my dime for buying weed yackin everytime
I smoke constantly and it comforts me
from committin a murder so I chill and puff the herb
who gots my back nobody
if little john gotti layin niggaz down at the homey's party
always be goin crazy I guess we are bein who we are
really say the nigga gotta be a star
I gots tah get mine and if I'm blastin its my destiny
if I die then it was meant to be intentionally
worry stressin no guessin your profession
when the murder tape plays it was self protection.