| Hello, hello, hello
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| Daz and Kurupt, Tha Dogg Pound, trick…
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| We open, nigga, trip and we smokin' niggas
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| Slappin' and soakin' niggas, Lee Iacoca, nigga
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| All for the coca, nigga, servin' and swervin'
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| Purgin', and Daz start choking niggas all outside of Kroger, nigga
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| Cock it and roast a nigga
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| I’m outside of the club waiting 'til it’s all over
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| Figures
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| Is flying all over the water, all over the water
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| And both the triggers is ready for squeezin'
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| Nigga, kick that cheese in, bodies all spread out
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| Laid down all over the ground, nobody’s leaving
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| Breathing, showin' niggas what I believe in
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| Get the fuck out my face unless you talking 'bout bread, nigga
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| Get what I said, yeah, move or get beat the fuck up
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do?
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| I’ma bomb on your homie, I’ma bomb on you
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| Get out my way, what the fuck you gon' do?
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| I’ma smash on this undercover busta nigga too
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do?
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| I got five in the chamber, nigga, ready to shoot through
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do? |
| (What?)
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| What you gon' do? |
| (What?)
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| What you gon' do?
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| It’s getting crowded in this bitch, I need some elbow room
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| Elbow 'em, make 'em land on their tailbone
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| Use my muscle, tune haters out, use my hustle
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| Instructed to listen, watch y’all, do my puzzle
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| Piece it to the stool, bomb leaves, got a couple
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| Heaters, and I use my tool not tuck 'em
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| Reach 'em only when it’s necessary
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| Cherry poppin' your woman in the Chevy, aw fuck it
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| Forget y’all bustas like to cuff 'em, keep 'em, I’m a pimp
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| I don’t love 'em, I teach 'em to make room (haters what you gon' do?)
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| Can’t move, duct taped, strapped down
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| Screaming my people coming with them gats out, screaming out…
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do?
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| I’ma bomb on your homie, I’ma bomb on you
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| Get out my way, what the fuck you gon' do?
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| I’ma smash on this undercover busta nigga too
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do?
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| I got five in the chamber, nigga, ready to shoot through
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do? |
| (What?)
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| What you gon' do? |
| (What?)
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| What you gon' do?
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Move muh’fucka, give me some space
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| Before I punch ya ass in the muthafuckin' face
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| Bitch ass nigga, mark ass nigga
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| I got these hollow tips in your hood, names all on it
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| Rollin' on chrome, follow niggas home
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| Hennessy, Patron, dookie brown Brougham
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| Body to body chippin', Dogg Pound Crippin'
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| Roll, ride and tippin', side to side and clippin'
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| Yes, you run, nigga, better vacate
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| Space right here, hater-free, hate me
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| From a far distance, y’all niggas are ridiculous
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| Thinking y’all can stick with the same thing, yeah, we taking, yeah
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| Plus I keep the ganja leaf up in the air, player
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| I ain’t playin', wit’cha, I don’t care, nigga, anywhere
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| Plus, inconsistent, bust up at a distance
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| Nigga, this is for my thug niggas…
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| Come on…
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do?
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| I’ma bomb on your homie, I’ma bomb on you
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| Get out my way, what the fuck you gon' do?
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| I’ma smash on this undercover busta nigga too
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do?
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| I got five in the chamber, nigga, ready to shoot through
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| Get out my way, what you gon' do? |
| (What?)
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| What you gon' do? |
| (What?)
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| What you gon' do?
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get out of My Way , by - Tha Dogg Pound. Song from the album Dogg Chit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп