[Intro: Tha Dogg Pound]
What up?
Like that, muthafucka, ay, blaze it up!
Like that, muthafucka
(Don't shoot!)

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Now, my rhymes are as potent as pipe bombs
It takes time to concoct rhymes like mines
Like land mines — all set to explode
Microphones — all set to unload
Zone watch, that means watch the zone
I'm in a temple with a million dead MC microphones
And they all wanted back by they peeps
Sleep if you dare, 'cause death catch n***as when they sleep
Beware of the consequences
It's senseless to face a prosecuted life-or-death MC sentence
Travel through your inner thoughts
Just to vision how far I can get, explore to the inner core
And ain't stopped yet, continue the journey
'Cause all that shit you kick just don't concern me
You can't U-turn me, back to reality where n***as pack straps
And they mentality reacts so violently
That leave MC's breathin' silently
With hollow point talons for the violence
Ain't no harmin' me, ain't got no love for no hoes in Harmony
It's easy to find MC's to execute
Chances of survival too small to compute
Recognize, like this was Samuel Sneed
I grip the microphone, continue with my devilish deeds
'Cause all I see in my M-I-N-D is D-P-G for L-I-F-E
And all I see, on the M-I-C is another mangled MC opposin' me
Supposed to be regulatin' in this rap era
Made one error up against the microphone terror
It takes two to tangle
I told Daz, don't worry, like Keith Murray, I'mma strangle
MC's with the microphone cord
You don't faze me, your thoughts been invaded and explored
I know the ins and the outs to ya, buddy
I know where you live, and how you make your money
I came to violate you, desecrate you
I create two murderous scenes, can you relate, too?
[Chorus: (*gun fight in background)]
A Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
Straight Dogg Pound Gangsta

[Verse 2: Dat N***a Daz & (Kurupt)]
I got the right to serve your ass when you headin' to school
'Cause I'm Dat N***a Daz, bitch, and I'm a fuckin' fool
Don't play with my head, n***a, killers don't speak
Come out the woodworks on your ass (Blah!)
Then n***as start to streak (Blah!)
Unmatched in my inner circle
Where only G's roam, hell hounds in the war zone
Not givin' a mad fuck (About what?)
About yo' clique, or what you representin' ain't meanin' shit
Bustas jump and get they fuckin' wig split
Caught up in the twist while I'm stickin' dick to your bitch
You don't know me 'cause I'm down to do low
Your bitch is jockin' Daz, I'm diggin' deep as Cousteau
Check it out
(I'm massive, you get your ass kicked
Tangle with assassins down for mad shit)
N***a, the strap's in your hand, now what you gon' do?
Is you gon' blast me, and blast Kurupt, too?
Are you just gonna hold it and act like a bitch?
Where's he at? 'Cause I got me a gat
And I'mma show him how a true G's sposed to act with a strap
(There's somethin' 'bout bein' a Dogg Pound Gangsta, n***a)
'Til I die, Dogg Pound for life
Show me a ho and I'll be fuckin' that bitch by midnight (but see)
It ain't nuthin' nice, shakin' these n***as like dice
I told you once, so I ain't sayin' it twice
Dogg Pound Gangsta!!
[Chorus]
A Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
Straight Dogg Pound Gangsta
'Til I die, I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
Whut!? Straight Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
'Til I die, I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
Give it up! Dogg Pound Gangsta
When I blast, I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta (DPG)
Haha, bitch!

[Snoop]
It's all I know, it's all I live fo', is D-P-G
When I wake up in the mornin', all I see is D-P-G, that's all I know

[W-BALLS radio skit]
Its slippery out there in wicked nights, so yall drivers
Yall slow down, be carful that you dont run into nobody
Put all them Yak down and them Chronic joints and bangin, go on and make it home, ‘cause you know people in California can’t drive
This is the late night conversation hour, baby, coming at you live
Its the 2:35 AM from the Zone with the Balls
The Megatraon Max DJ, giving you the beats back that made us all
Call in if you got something good to say, or even bad, I don't give a damn
Thats 3-1-0-D-A-P-O-U-N-D W Balls, one-eight-seven point 4, FM, on your dial, motherfucker, call in
Caller-Caller, yes, your on the line. now whatchu gotta say about that respect?
Now, are you dying over there?
-Excuse me, I’m taking a shit
-Oh, thats what it is
-This is John from “John’s Adult Toys & Dildos”, out here in Lakewood
You know, umm, I like what you'r… I like what you guys are doing
And I think its pretty cool
-You sure you ain't dying, man?
-But, uhh, anyhow, you know, were giving a 5 precent discounts on each other that you buy
-5 precent huh? You should be giving 50 precent, man. How much time you taking up
Next caller, please, let me hear somebody on the line with something new. I hope you wipe yo’ ass, man
-Heyyy!
This is Monster-Pohh from Gayside Gangstats, we in the house!
All I like to know is when you gonna be giving away some of them tickets?
Ya know what am saying? and also when can I speak to EZ-Dick?
EZ-Dick is not in right now
You need to drink some muthafukkin' Lysol or something
The next caller, caller number 10, you win the tickets, so just call in
But right we wanna play the number one song of the day “Respect”