This Is How We Play

[Intro] Unprecedented Dogg Pound Gang Haha (gang) DPG (Take em back to the athems homie) [Verse 1] Aight, Just hit the liquor store on my reap, (on my reap) On my lap there’s a chrome, desert inc (desert inc) Am bout to meet up with the homies at the park To round up the boxes, the marks and shack parts One of the homies try’na throw a quick fade up Like I’m the busta try’na see what I’m made of So I stepped in the circle and I holla’d out What’s up nigga and socked a nigga in tha mouth This is what it’s all about after the rack up Nigga load the mac up This is how the DP act up Banging stay at them riding on all at them A little bit a act right will make them act right Throw up the set up like nigga what the set like You on live once nigga, homie on the set life Too short, a new port and some wet wipes All these nigga down like bogs All these down like frauds Nigga what you wanna do Bang do the damn thing Or do you wanna get banged on let’s ride nigga Where I’m from you gotta to pick a side nigga Or get domed make and ya mama cry nigga When you talk to me look me in ma eye nigga Kurupt, jazz, nate, snoop, supa fly nigga Just an ounce away from a new 6 duce Do anything I want nigga a hundred proof I got birds on the top of ma mama’s roof Take off one a ya homies sock, when they lookin it’s poof I’m a rebel, one times I’da shoot Before the ask me anything like about they do They got questions they wanna know why I’m with Snoop A nigga Dogg pound a pack it ain't grant blue Now what the fuck am I to do They hit ma mommy talkin bout is it true Ya little boy runing with gang We know it’s hood name in tha game that he playin (that he playin) Now my mama all worried yelling at me on the phone Talkin bout I need to get there in a hurry (in a hurry) Another day in LA, to the beats... [Chorus] This is how we play, (x5 ) [Verse 2] It’s just anotha day on the streets fool It ain't that much for a jeep dude Grab me a quarter and some drank Me and all the homies just living like you ain't (and you can’t) Back up fuckas ain't allowed here Nigga we ain't try’na attract a crowd here The ones all hot by the spot They ain't reinstated crack try’na find a fly stash (fly stash) Nigga rocks ain't poppin luke We got that meth makin money of them white folks We in it to win it and get paid The little homies 14 rollin in escalades We gotta keep the hood in order Some of the homies got rich off water On the soil, on the turf what it is all it’s worth Today’s our hood day, the greatest hood’s birth These are the days of the YGs Ain't no more punk’n niggas in they 13 You in 4s we on that Sammy Davis shit OGs now we on them Harley Davidsons Another day in LA, to the beats.. [Chorus]