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(feat. Tanya Herron) |
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[Daz Dillinger] |
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Diggy Daz about to surface like hot air balloons |
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Leaves and platoons, hoes and harlots, hoes and Harley's |
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D-A to the Z, rock with that double-barrel shotty in the gangsta party |
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I'ma do what I'm 'bout to do, hoe what about you? |
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And them other two, and them other two |
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D.P.G.C. vital, liable to smother you (that's right) |
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Undercover in a bucket like fuck it |
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What them real niggaz got to say to them bitch niggaz boy? |
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This gangsta shit |
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And I'ma be the first runnin' up, blastin' with the gun tucked |
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Blastin' the suckas 'til niggaz get chipped |
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I'm a fanatic, somatic, 24-sev fool |
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Dippin' in a Cutlass, two P's in a bucket |
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(Yo Daz, homie won't you tell these niggaz somethin') |
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It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party motherfucker! |
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[Chorus] |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Load Up).. |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Blast, blast, blast, blast, blast) |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Load Up).. |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Blast, blast) |
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[Daz Dillinger] |
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Chevy, with a buck-fifty horses for the forces |
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Breakin' homies and seperatin' like divorces |
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I'ma show you G, to a T |
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D-O double G the P-O-U-N to the D |
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We'll leave you motionless |
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D.P.G. and me, are the only G's these hoes came to see |
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Work that thang girl, pop that azz |
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You are now cultivated by the sounds of Daz |
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And - all my gangsta niggaz keep on smashin' on these bitches |
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And we hittin', hittin' switches on three in a 'Llac |
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If you're lookin' for us gangstas, then we in the back |
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With the all grey and blue on, D.P.G. on the hat |
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They call me Daz Dilly bitch, loco, more she intact |
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And at that get your lungs collapsed, perhaps you prefer that |
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(For my G's gleamin', candy paintin' |
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ridin', rollin', smashin', dashin' |
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indo hashin', any get wit me) |
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I thought I told you that |
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[Chorus] |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Load Up).. |
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Load Up, Load up |
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(Blast, blast, blast, blast, blast) |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Load Up).. |
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Load Up, Load up |
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(Load Up, Load Up, Load Up, Load Up) |
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[Tanya Herron] |
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I was about to hit these switches on low-low's |
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With Dat Nigga Daz, D.P.G. Original |
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Niggaz high as a kite |
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Got the whole world shakin' like a Dogg Pound Gangsta |
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Shit, yeah yeah |
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[Daz Dillinger] |
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Man, sit, let me spit - a little game to you |
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Let me introduce my homie to you |
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You're just a hype, mush me out |
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Unleash on these hoes |
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Turn into a motherfuckin' beast on these hoes |
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Get your head right, game right, aim right |
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Get everything right, with all your might |
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Or you might not see daylight, AK might spray your night |
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The total eclipse at night |
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The force is fly (high), shootin' out shit that scorch the sky |
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Stops at the sparks that fly |
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I'ma forcified, and I'm forced to try |
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With all my might to get the force to fly |
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Bigg Snoop, demands we stay on point like Stacey Adams (Dogghouse!) |
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I'm bumpin' parliament and then Yolanda Adams |
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I'm just dippin' that's all, I'm just dippin' |
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D-A to the Z on point and I ain't trippin', c'mon |
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[Chorus] |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Load Up).. |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Blast, blast, blast, blast, blast) |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Load Up).. |
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Load Up, Load Up |
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(Load Up... c'mon) |
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[Tanya Herron] |
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I was about to hit these switches on low-low's |
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With Dat Nigga Daz, D.P.G. Original |
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Niggaz high as a kite |
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Got the whole world shakin' like a Dogg Pound Gangsta |
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Shit, yeah yeah |
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(Load Up, Load Up) |
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Get your gat and load up {*gun shot*} |
