The Hardest Mutha Fukas

Xzibit burn a couple ounces of that broccoli

Step into the function make the crowd bounce properly

Yeah I know about your little shit talkin mockery

Tryin to see and pour 6 feet of gravel on top of me

And all my playaz go to wakes so the next nigga can take my place

And try to invade my space

Make enemies search for God like Ma$e (Yeah)

You should avoid catchin 2 to the face, so I can avoid catchin a case

You'se just another mutha fuckin rat in a race

I explode and expose to this multi-platinum fan base

Never seen before I kick in your door

Ain't no time to run for them guns, just get on the floor

If you feel me say Nate (Nate!)

He be, the tightest mutha fucka in here

Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang

We be, the hardest mutha fuckaz in here

Some things never change

We be, the hardest mutha fuckaz in here

Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang

We be, the hardest mutha fuckaz in here

Yeah, a penny for your thoughts in a hour glass of time

Surround sound beats for the Dogg Pound jeeps

Jump the volts up in each single switch

Stick somethin fat up in each single bitch

Bombshell, and for every dick apiece

That ain't from the hood driftin get 5 shells each

Split bustaz, no bustaz allowed

No punk motha fuckaz allowed, loosen the crowd

Dogg Pound say it loud (Dogg Pound!)

Scream it at the top of your lungs

Tell these niggaz where we from

Say Kurupt...Kurupt (Kurupt!)

Yeah nigga the hardest mutha fucka in here

I like Hennessy and beer...

Remy, gin and juice, the killa, and grapefruit...

Chocolate thai, indigo sticks, and a thick bitch

Down and out, nah I'm up and in

Down at the Dogg House with Dre, Cube, & Ren

If you feel me say Nate (Nate!)

He be, the tightest mutha fucka in here

Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang

We be, the hardest mutha fuckaz in here

Some things never change

We be, the hardest mutha fuckaz in here

Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang

We be, the hardest mutha fuckaz in here