[00:00.000] 作曲 : Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.
[00:00.997]Six million ways to die, choose one
[00:11.471]It's time to escape, but I don't know where the f*ck I'm headed
[00:14.025]Up or down, right or left, life or death
[00:16.970]I see myself in a mist of smoke
[00:19.115]Death becomes any ni**a that takes me for a joke
[00:21.216]We hit a five dollar stick, now we putting in work
[00:23.625]Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes all ni**as
[00:27.069]Anybody killer, you know what the deal is
[00:29.548]Ni**a, you know what the real is
[00:31.748]I see some mark brand ni**as on the corner flagging me down
[00:33.865]Saying,"Yo Daz, what's up with the Pound?
[00:35.634]Is that ni**a Snoop alright?
[00:37.011]Ayo what's up with the crew?
[00:38.184]Is them ni**as in jail, or are them ni**as through?"
[00:40.399]I said, if you ain't up on thangs
[00:42.648]Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the game
[00:45.567]It's like this they don't understand
[00:47.866]It's an everyday thang, to gang-bang
[00:50.148]Make that twist, don't be a b*tch, let these ni**as know
[00:52.576]What's up with you? I represent the Pound and Death Row
[00:55.084]And can't no other motherf**ker in L.A. Or Long Beach
[00:57.535]And Compton, and Watts, see D-O-G's
[00:59.833]Now, you can't come and you can't run
[01:01.947]And you can't see law to the G's of the game
[01:04.113]One gun is all that we need, to put you to rest (pump, pump)
[01:07.949]Put two slugs dead in your chest
[01:09.669]Now you dead than a motherf**ker, creepin' and sleepin'
[01:12.215]Six feet deep in, f**kin' with the Pound is
[01:15.164]Suicide it's a suicide *4
[01:24.199]The cloud becomes black and the sky becomes blue Now you in the midst of the Dogg Pound crew
[01:29.147]Ain't no clue on why the f*ck we do what we do Leave you in a state of paranoia ooh
[01:33.898]Don't make a move for your gat so soon
[01:36.213]Cause I drops bombs like Platoon (hey ni**a)
[01:38.798]Walk with me hold my hand and let me lead you
[01:41.364]I'll take you on a journey and I promise I won't leave you
[01:43.781](I won't leave you) until you get the full comprehension
[01:45.943]And when you do, that's when the mission
[01:48.646]Or survival, becomes your every thought
[01:50.946]Keep your eyes open,'cause you don't wanna be caught
[01:53.432]Half steppin' with your weapon on safety
[01:55.847]Now break yourself motherf**ker 'fore you make me
[01:58.197]Take this 211 to another level
[02:00.196]I come up with your ends, you go down with the devil
[02:03.014]Now roam through the depths of hell
[02:04.761]Where the rest your buster-ass homeboys dwell, well
[02:07.679]Suicide, it's a suicide *3
[02:14.911]Now tell me, what's my motherf**kin' name
[02:18.362]Serial killa *3
[02:24.862](Wake up in the morning, eat your Lucky Charms cereal)
[02:27.294]Deep, deep like the mines of Minolta, now picture this
[02:31.759]Let's picnic inside a morgue
[02:34.076]Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets
[02:36.644]And I got the machine to cracks your f*cking chest plates
[02:39.994]Open and release them guts
[02:41.843]Then I release def cuts
[02:43.340]Brutal, jagged edged, totally ruff-neck
[02:46.328]Now everybody scream 'nough respect to the X
[02:49.677]'Nough respect given
[02:51.539]Disrespect and you will not be living
[02:53.722]Word to momma, Emma, drama, dilemma
[02:56.278]Suicide, it's a suicide *3
[03:03.973]Now tell me, what's my motherf**king name
[03:06.623]Serial killa *3
[03:13.159](Wake up in the morning, eat your Lucky Charms cereal)

作曲 : Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.
Six million ways to die, choose one
It's time to escape, but I don't know where the f*ck I'm headed
Up or down, right or left, life or death
I see myself in a mist of smoke
Death becomes any ni**a that takes me for a joke
We hit a five dollar stick, now we putting in work
Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes all ni**as
Anybody killer, you know what the deal is
Ni**a, you know what the real is
I see some mark brand ni**as on the corner flagging me down
Saying,"Yo Daz, what's up with the Pound?
Is that ni**a Snoop alright?
Ayo what's up with the crew?
Is them ni**as in jail, or are them ni**as through?"
I said, if you ain't up on thangs
Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the game
It's like this they don't understand
It's an everyday thang, to gang-bang
Make that twist, don't be a b*tch, let these ni**as know
What's up with you? I represent the Pound and Death Row
And can't no other motherf**ker in L.A. Or Long Beach
And Compton, and Watts, see D-O-G's
Now, you can't come and you can't run
And you can't see law to the G's of the game
One gun is all that we need, to put you to rest (pump, pump)
Put two slugs dead in your chest
Now you dead than a motherf**ker, creepin' and sleepin'
Six feet deep in, f**kin' with the Pound is
Suicide it's a suicide *4
The cloud becomes black and the sky becomes blue Now you in the midst of the Dogg Pound crew
Ain't no clue on why the f*ck we do what we do Leave you in a state of paranoia ooh
Don't make a move for your gat so soon
Cause I drops bombs like Platoon (hey ni**a)
Walk with me hold my hand and let me lead you
I'll take you on a journey and I promise I won't leave you
(I won't leave you) until you get the full comprehension
And when you do, that's when the mission
Or survival, becomes your every thought
Keep your eyes open,'cause you don't wanna be caught
Half steppin' with your weapon on safety
Now break yourself motherf**ker 'fore you make me
Take this 211 to another level
I come up with your ends, you go down with the devil
Now roam through the depths of hell
Where the rest your buster-ass homeboys dwell, well
Suicide, it's a suicide *3
Now tell me, what's my motherf**kin' name
Serial killa *3
(Wake up in the morning, eat your Lucky Charms cereal)
Deep, deep like the mines of Minolta, now picture this
Let's picnic inside a morgue
Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets
And I got the machine to cracks your f*cking chest plates
Open and release them guts
Then I release def cuts
Brutal, jagged edged, totally ruff-neck
Now everybody scream 'nough respect to the X
'Nough respect given
Disrespect and you will not be living
Word to momma, Emma, drama, dilemma
Suicide, it's a suicide *3
Now tell me, what's my motherf**king name
Serial killa *3
(Wake up in the morning, eat your Lucky Charms cereal)