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Song title: 504 Boyz - Souljas

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Tha dogg pound
, guaranteed instant death -> rbx

[
Snoop dogg
]
Its them dogg house niggas wit them 504 boyz
We the real mccoys with the plastic toys
Pop, pop
Grab the glock, cock the motherfucker
No limit niggas, we cant be stopped
Did you hear me?
Ya heard me
Record breakin
Hit makin
Cant bake em
Real estatin
Never hatin
Shakin up the game, bringin the major pain
Yea nigga, we all in the same game
We enlighten, ignitin, never fightin
And we got them motherfuckers bitin
You fuck wit p, you fuckin wit me
You fuck wit silkk, you fuckin wit me
You fuck wit d, you fuckin wit me
Nigga what, thats my whole family

Chorus 2x [krazy]
What, you bitches goin to war now (war now)
No limit got this rap shit on lockdown (lockdown)
Wild out, bitch niggas when we come through (come through)
I hope you wear a vest, souljas touchin you (touchin you)
Im bustin you

[master p]
Im on the run, I head west wit the dogs
504, that means ball til u fall
I aint bout no playin nigga, its on and poppin
You either workin wit those boys, or you out ther shortstoppin
Now keep you eyes on the prize nigga, dont fuck wit the hos
Cuz you see at night in the bricks nigga, anything goes
Now you can bulletproof you chest, and theyll bust your head
Nigga you scared to pop, then you could get an early grave
Cuz, one time dont worry me
Im a third ward nigga til they bury me (hahaa)
Two times nigga, shut it down
Its no limit, we it on lock wit the pound

Chorus 2x

[krazy]
Fresh out the courthouse, fuck the world, Im finally free
Ask them bitch niggas who snitch, is they ready for me
My proverbs to the tank, believe I love it
Since that bout it bout it album, I was dreamin of it
Ride wit me, through the south, as I cruise through
Texas

A young soldier, wit about a hundred grand in my lexus
On my way from
Houston
, after I scored the coke
I rather, step to jail than my family be broke
But I owe five hours, I can barely breathe
Please lord forgive me for my sins, I got kids to feed
Aint no nigga in the iberville givin me shit
They went from trick to a bitch and buy that ho a fit
But my souljas, before its over off top
Before Im sayin to my dogs everytime the dope is chopped
Feel that, my niggas will ride wit me
Snoop and master p said that theyll die for me

Chorus til song ends