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    Tha Dogg Pound / Lyrics

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    "Change the Game [Remix]" Lyrics

    Tha Dogg Pound feat. Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek and Jay-Z

    Album:
    track 9
    2002 [2007]
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    Duration:00:06:17
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    [Kurupt] Daz Dillinger
    [Jay-Z] Talk to 'em
    [Kurupt] Kurupt young Gotti
    [Jay-Z] Talk to 'em
    [Kurupt] Big Jigga nigga, what?

    [Kurupt *sung*]
    Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga so
    When you see the D-O double G sneak creep low

    [Jay-Z]
    In the memory of the Notoroious B.I.G., Tupac Shakur

    [Kurupt *sung*]
    Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga so
    When you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low

    [Jay-Z]
    Young Hova in the house, world wide hustler
    R-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..

    .. hold up love
    You know Jigga Man resumé, blow up drugs
    Blast round, full pound, no mask or gloves
    Face down on the gravel, have gun will travel
    Out the blue steel barrel get ya crew killed
    Perro ass niggaz can't touch I, muh'fucker what's my -
    - name, Young Hov', gun blow like AC
    R-O-C (With the D-P-G nigga!!)

    [Daz]
    Hold up (hah) wait a minute and
    All my thugs get (get what?) gangsta with it

    Gotti Jigga and Daz Dillinger, killin ya with the pound
    with Roc La Familia {*y'all niggaz ain't feelin us*}

    [Kurupt]
    Deep in and out, out gold Daytonas
    D cut through with 2-way Motorolas
    Nigga the Dynasty and the Pentagon MOTHERFUCKER
    Hollow tip, stainless teflon MOTHERFUCKER
    Jigga trigger, cock-a-poppa, nigga chest rocka
    with the chrome chopper, glock'll pop a nigga so quick
    Saddam Niastra, y'all done stepped in the mud
    and about to feel ery'thing from the flat foot
    Calicos collective, have you ever seen a
    four so clean like a brand new nina
    My nigga Daz (Sigel Sigel)
    Jigga, Memph, in bad-ass Impalas
    Butt naked bitches and pop collars
    The popular scholar, this is the beginnin
    with the hollow tips soarin, chrome wheels spinnin
    Never have you ever seen a G like me
    Rollin with the Roc, straight D-P-G

    [Chorus]
    Don't change the game for these hoes
    who plays the game like we supposed

    [Jay] That nigga Daz in the house
    [Daz] D-P-G-C fo' L-I-F-E, Roc D-O-double-G

    Don't change the game for these hoes
    who plays the game like we supposed

    [Jay] Young Gotti in the house

    [Kurupt]
    Two-shotty, quick to catch a body
    So put a dick in ya mouth, ya bitch

    Don't change the game for these hoes
    who plays the game like we supposed

    [Jay-Z]
    Young Hova in the house, world wide hustler
    R-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers..

    B-I-G still talkin through the voice of I
    For Tupac they yellin ra-da-da-da-da-da
    Not a Blood or a Crip but I put drugs on the strip
    Put dubs on the whip, got bigger guns
    than the fuzz on my hip, cock back let it rip
    Won't stop that 'til the whole clip's gone
    (click..) CLICK! Okay, let's not forget
    cause you got a vest on all I'm aimin is teflon

    [Jay-Z and Kurupt]
    I'm psycho, like no, other motherfucker
    And this rifle, right for your head motherfucker

    [Jay] Young Hova in da house
    [Daz] Everybody get down
    Roc-A-Fella, Dogg Pound, nigga tell me how that sound

    [Daz Dillinger]
    Cha-pow, layin all you wack niggaz down
    Blowed out chromed out, swervin through ya town
    What up? Jigga Man, my nigga Kurupt
    Laid back actin a nut, waitin to 'rupt
    No remorse as we bust, let you feel the dust
    Dogg Pound, Roc-A-Fella straight fuckin it up
    Let it be known; Daz Dillinger, rough to the bone
    All alone, roam ya neighborhood high exhaust
    High stylin, profilin, y'all comin after me
    In actuality they fake the technicality
    Dogg Pound Roc-A-Fella that's my family
    On site niggaz died for they salary
    We the gang and we walk like we talk
    And we stalk and we do what we do after dark
    Get one shot Dillinger Roc La Familia
    {*Now y'all feelin us! Now y'all feelin us!*}

    [Chorus]
    Don't change the game for these hoes
    who plays the game like we supposed

    [Jay] Sigel Sigel in the house

    [Beanie Sigel]
    Uh-huh, sick bastard
    Even mo' sicker ya brain get mo' twisted

    Sigel, two Desert Eagle hit you niggaz up quick
    Got 'em diggin ditches up quick
    Got you niggaz spittin up cause I'm sick
    Gettin up slow from hits from the fifth
    Let a row go quick from the clip
    Shit, sit a nigga down quick when I'm pitchin a bitch
    You see light then you takin a trip
    Five hours, spill a clip and make the hammer dance
    I'll holla, while you holla in the ambulance
    STOP ... it's the Roc nigga R-O-C
    With the D-O-G on ya block
    Fuck the C-O-P's, let me see those trees
    No stems, no sticks, no seeds, just breathe

    [Memphis Bleek]
    Relax bitch, don't act bitch, we don't stop
    It's the R-O-C, geah who forgot
    You never thought Bleek walk on a track before
    Hit a switch in a black 6-4 before
    Down on Sunset I run sets, I does that
    Niggaz look at me and be like damn I was that
    I'm "The Understanding" with my peeps, fuck foes
    Got a house in the back with a Benz and dough
    Get cha mind right nigga 'fore you mention me
    Your click ain't too thorough to mention we
    Don't matter who we collab' with, nigga it's a classic
    Dogg Pound linked with the Roc could cause traffic
    Who want rump, get it crunk with me
    I'm Bleek, you a got a gun wanna dump with me?
    You catch Bleek in B.K. (or) down in L.A.
    With my W and E up nigga, who want play?

    [Kurupt *sung*]
    Psycho, like no, bitch-ass nigga so
    When you see the R-O-to-the-C sneak creep low

    [Jay-Z]
    I will not, lose
    This song was submitted on December 16th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Delmar Drew Arnaud, Ricardo Brown, Shawn Carter, George S Clinton, William Bootsy Collins, Dwight Grant, Ricardo Thomas, Bernard Worrell.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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