| endo weed makes me feel fine
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| rollin through the hood bout quarter to nine
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| all good im staight everything alright
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| magnetic bitches on my dick all night
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| welcome to the dogg pound states
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| whers its all about cheddar and nickle plated barettas
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| where cockin back engines is part of livin
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| bricks outta lick they hit to get chedda
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| and thats the only way to do better
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| where im from its all about banging cuhz
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| and what neigborhood you claim u from
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| what neighborhoddd you claimin cuz
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| im bout to shaddter your windows flaimin scuds
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| its a dogg pound thing my nig
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| its just the way of life
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| its just the way we live
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| it just what it is
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| it just me and my cuz
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| doggpound.
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| this is how we live
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| im a d-o-double g a P-O-U-N-D
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| g-a-n-g-s-t-a the -d-a-z
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| im swingiing my bandana out the left side of my pocket
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| we got it on lock
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| you know the pound will pop it
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| so get loose
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| follow suu we reckin the game
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| so give it up home boy lets go ride wit a bang
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| look at my rearview what the past is the past
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| its k-u-r-u-p-t and that nigga daz
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| fulll throttle non stop
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| to the top of the chart
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| we lengenddary on our own time
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| we do it from the soul of our heart
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| it goes down after dark
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| represent that gang get that blunt spark that flame
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| give yall that cater music for yall to ride to
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| for yall to slide too yall to get high too
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| in the drop top impala
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| wit switches and all that
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| and k-u-r-u-p-t d-a-z and we back |