Kurupt - Tha Dogg Pound - Now Ya In & Then Ya Gone Lyrics
Now you're here and then you're goneSee, this is that type of bullshit you're onPlaying a game of chess and I am the pawnEvery night put me down, I wake up in the morningRefresh my mind, get back on the lineI gotta get stacks and get back on the grindI walk in the club, they always showing me loveIt's that stupid compartment, we just don't give a *****Hey, yo, I got a G boy stand with a G boy attitudeHey, yo, ***** your gratitudeFor some is different, my nigga, see, I ain't mad at youI'm planning and I'm plotting, I get right back at youWhat up big homie? All respect dueI'm having the same things, I want respect, tooMoney and power and pushing no cowardsJust see I clock it every second, I spin it every hourMy grind is magnificent, crafted by the bestCan't speak for the rest, come give it a testEvery day till 25 life chance see that I'm takingThese *****es that I'm breaking, all the money that I'm makingCheck mate, I leave my life in God's faithYou disrespect this, you got to deal with the mistakesOnce you're in a gang, yeah, you in it for lifeSo you're a Dogg Pound gangster, come and get you some stripesNow you're here and then you're goneSee, this is that type of bullshit you're onPlaying a game of chess and I am the pawnEvery night put me down, I wake up in the morningRefresh my mind, get back on the lineI gotta get stacks and get back on the grindI walk in the club, they always showing me loveIt's that stupid compartment, we just don't give a *****Now a party ain't a party if the homies ain't invitedIf you got the bong won't you come over and light it?I'm on a different plane, I'm flyer than a pilotMidas, I got that touch, there's no denialMoney and the power will get me all that I wantA trip to Brazil, couple [?] bluntsAnd niggas like you get smashed and bundle upMoney, envelope folded, they gunned 'em upI once had a girl that liked to play with my mindShe'd always tell me she love me and then pay me no mindI couldn't help it, but she always stayed on my mindUntil I found another love to say on the grindI had another lady friend that loved to hustleVigorous, innocent, but she was nothing but troubleThe first thing she did to put me up in the bubbleSneaking in my stashNow you're here and then you're goneSee, this is that type of bullshit you're onPlaying a game of chess and I am the pawnEvery night put me down, I wake up in the morningRefresh my mind, get back on the lineI gotta get stacks and get back on the grindI walk in the club, they always showing me loveIt's that stupid compartment, we just don't give a *****
