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letra de initiated/thug pound - daz dillinger

[intro: 2pac]
live in this m-th-f-cker
thug pound biotch
kurupt, daz, makaveli, e.d.i., kastro, hussein
you know b-tch the whole m-th-f-ckin’ clique
we gon’ hit yo’ -ss up. you know where we comin’ from
death row biotch [echoes] hahaha
ay yo kurupt
you first to blast n-gga and you know how we do it on
the westside n-gga
[ridin ride on what we be?]
we ballers for real

[verse 1: kurupt]
for real i got it bought you the blue steel
cowards hit the panic b-tton
thinkin’ that it was what it wadn’t
sh-t’s hectic the bomb vietnam rhyme don
with the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
the back cracker smack you with
my verbals & graphic grammar
my verbal murder stretch from alaska to alabama
get touched by my arm & hammer
all across the planet n-ggas crumble like granite
from tahiti to the mid-atlantic
probable cause to get hit sh-t
n-ggas best get physically & mentally fit
show ya ho i ignore for real & i can tell
on the dl i got an indecent proposal for her (biotch)
mashin’ in a ford explorer h-ll hound host the horror
escape from the box pandora somethin’ for ya
get rocked by my midnight glock
sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
f-ckin’ b-tch paid the price of a snitch the
nicky scarfo comin’ through the bus death
spreads through camps like parvo
young gotti kurupt & c with the dope & the green weed
indeed i’m out to get high & supply
what you need mr. postman
comin’ through with all the mail what you need?
i got for sale on the stairwell to h-ll
[ay get yo hand out my pocket n-gga!]

[verse 2: hussein fatal]
i wake up sparkin’ to get wild on the streets
barkin’ & playas drinkin’ kegs til y’all n-ggas beg martin
you labelled paw nervous no i do this job dirty
donna karan new york call it fatal dogg new jersey
n-ggas ain’t seen time i travel courts & dream crime
my room like the million dollar bill folded with green blinds
chairs is a hundreds for shams i run that hole in quickies
dollar bills is ‘intendos the windows is folded fifties
y’all old cops lost it drinkin’ the scotch barfless
i don’t like movies so i hit up the box office
you the softest i’m takin’ ya honies they telly pieces
wearin’ my f-ckin’ d-ck around they neck like kelly leashes
my boys & me is poison we don’t get along equal
fight each other like brothers it’s all good we strong people
more strain on the brain & the pain i deal with
ill with nasty n-ggas my whole crew on some real sh-t
for real b-tch the steel clique i bill with menaces
ya number one nemesis paragraphical like genesis

[verse 3: 2pac]
stupid m-th-f-ckas outlaw immortal b-tch
dogg pound thug life you know how we f-ckin’ do this sh-t!
you stupid m-th-f-ckas don’t get me…
[overlaps last line]
now take a look inside my mind
that pen’ time made me rise but still i rise
cause my ambitionz az a ridah like land mines
lyrics turn n-ggas into smithereens
music so lethal turn coliseums to murder scenes
i’m makaveli the don is what they tell me
i’m armed i’m droppin’ n-ggas like bombs
get in that -ss like a thong
picture a felon in ya presence
takin’ bustas back to they essence
tellin’ my people peep my lethal message
visions of me gettin’ money got me in mash mode
murderous motives for n-ggas stoppin’ my cash flow
you can’t fight it n-gga let go
witness the sound made ya b-tch -ss
bow down to death row
mama these n-ggas got me fightin’ these 3 strikes
showin’ up in court f-ck what you thought it’s three nights
i put the game down first put my n-ggas up on it
now we amerikaz most wanted feel that

[verse 4: kastro] [overlaps last line]
since my only fear of death is mama cryin’ for help
& og daddy wanna ride when i know
he ain’t got sh-t else since i’m his only soldier
n0body else gonna roll for me & i know
without the row & immortal outlaw (ay k)
i’ll be forgotten for sho
plus this thug life it got me livin’
initiated playa hated without givin’ a single f-ck
why they danglin’ baby all on my nuts
i be singlin fingerin’ b-tches to f-ck

[2pac]
b-tches is wild, n-ggas is lame
i hung around with real n-ggas got exposed to the game
m-th-f-ckas actin’ crazy bustin’ me in the jaw
initiated as an outlaw hahahaha (yeah m-th-f-cka)

[verse 5: daz]
now a mission ain’t a mission if n0body rides
and a mission ain’t a mission if n0body dies
and a mission ain’t complete if the enemy don’t sleep
enemies rest in peace deceased f-ckin’ with me
i got to ‘complish a goal i’m out seekin’ gold
expose the strap gotta let off the cousin rough & raw
never fell to my knees for sh-t cause i demand sh-t
with this daz dillinger drillin’ ya for ya sh-t
on the streets for the sixth time in & out for the crime
i rates crimes add up in food stamp dollars & dimes
i’m slippin’ slidin’ f-cked up n-gga whuttup
in the cut flossin’ like a m-th-f-cka whuttup
beside all being now tell me where ya comin’ from
that ain’t where i see thangs & n-gga what’s the outcome

[verse 6: e.d.i. mean]
for so many days & so many ways we been duckin’ strays
they delivers but still we some bad boy k!llers
hold the scrillas i dump in you n-ggas’ livers
then watch ya body shiver & ya mama quiver
from the way you just got lit up
hit up the west side on my way out
y’all whole crew should’ve knew it was on
from makaveli’s first day out now y’all gettin’ played out
& laid out for public display on this day
y’all n-ggas is historay cause the whole crew is b-tch to me
listen to me e.d.i., how many of y’all can see me?
cause i’ll attack that -ss like aids attack eazy
believe me cause although now i’m just a young stolder
i’m soon to be a gun holder initiate to the clique
with a left to my lip now the fight’s over
[gunshots ’til end]

- daz dillinger

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