Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 1 n 1 Out , by - Tha Dogg Pound. Song from the album Dogg Chit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.03.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: D.P.G
Song language: English
1 n 1 Out |
| DPG… |
| Kidnappings, jackings and robberies, on a mission with it |
| Hot pots, spots and rocks, fresh out the kitchen with it |
| Homicides, shootings, Colombian neckties |
| Face to face dumpin', random drive-bys |
| This is what we made of, life at the bottom |
| To the top of society, selection variety |
| Ability, to re-shape mountains to statues |
| To represent our lives, our pain inflictions |
| Remembered for all times like Greeks, Egyptians |
| Newports, Coronas, Indo, Henn |
| Focus for the future, fuck the gimmicks |
| Dogg Pound is forever like Mt. Olympus |
| Tempest, teflon’ll fly from here to Memphis |
| Chattanooga to Boston to the CSUN campus |
| Camp out in your city in a G’d up camper |
| Nigga, Gotti McGwire, Kurupt esquire |
| DPG empire, pirates and vampires |
| Poetry is a form of positive creation |
| Poetry’s a form of rhythmatic assassination |
| Words can pierce niggas, horrific and fierce, nigga, look |
| 1 in, 1 out |
| Two hammers’ll show niggas what we about |
| I ain’t got time for none of these muthafuckas |
| I got kids, nigga please, muthafucka |
| What you know about this muthafuckin' G shit? |
| If you know about it, then you know about this |
| Fuck with us, you get chipped |
| Dogg Pound Gangstas, we rare indeed |
| We got everything you want and need |
| Fuck with us, bitch |
| I’m from the Imperial family, torturing and collapsing |
| AK shells, trigger pulling and capping |
| Kidnapping, fuck a ransom, it’s war time |
| Perhaps when you know it’s mine, I’m taking no prisoners |
| The art of war, the score is mine |
| My secret’s to strategize |
| I give a fuck who you come, muthafucka, I analyze |
| Don’t explain nothin', nothin' to talk about |
| Buckle up, nigga, that’s when Diggy Daz’ll knock you out |
| Small niggas, big niggas fall when they hit they jaw |
| R-A-W, nigga, Daz is raw |
| Can’t say no, the heat is on when the G is on and poppin' |
| On top of his pedestal, that’s when the G is born |
| With a strap in my lap and a blunt in my mouth |
| Got the G’s in my right hand and boy I got clout |
| I ain’t learned this from the Boy Scouts, I learned it in the street |
| Dope dealer, pimps and gangstas, the DPG |
| 1 in, 1 out |
| Two hammers’ll tell niggas what we about |
| I ain’t got time for none of these muthafuckas |
| I got kids, nigga please, muthafucka |
| What you know about this muthafuckin' G shit? |
| If you know about it, then you know about this |
| Fuck with us, you get chipped |
| Dogg Pound Gangstas, we rare indeed |
| We got everything you want and need |
| Fuck with us, bitch |
| It ain’t hard, come after ya, capture ya |
| Fire shit up like Battlestar Galactica |
| Have problems with everybody, I was a headache |
| Snoop gave me non-playa hatin' Kool-Aid to drink |
| Now I’m cool with everybody, got my shit together |
| I’m out to get it and get it, any way, however |
| I’m shooting torpedoes the size of buildings |
| I’m the juggernaut, muthafucka, nigga, was illin'… |
| We in black leathers, black steel, black niggas that kill for less |
| Than a hundred dollar bill, that’s real |
| Concealed or conceal, see, the police is the crooked one |
| Some the sergeant, the captain, on down to the rookie ones |
| Streets is the same from the drugs and the gangs |
| It’s been here for years, see, the shit won’t change |
| I don’t blame nobody for my problems |
| An AK, TECs and automatic revolvers |
| You know that gat gon' holla holla |
| 1 in, 1 out |
| Two hammers’ll tell niggas what we about |
| I ain’t got time for none of these muthafuckas |
| I got kids, nigga please, muthafucka |
| What you know about this muthafuckin' G shit? |
| If you know about it, then you know about this |
| Fuck with us, you get chipped |
| Dogg Pound Gangstaz, we rare indeed |
| We got everything you want and need |
| Fuck with us, bitch |
| All y’all muthafuckas out there best’a recognize, analyze |
| 'Fore you become memorialized |