Neva Gonna Give It Up Lyrics by Kurupt

Neva Gonna Give It Up Lyrics

    [intro: snoop dogg]

    Dpg (g), c

    [repeat 4 times]

    [verse one: kurupt]

    Smash, just before you talk spaz out
    Hittin' the switch, then hittin' the stash
    Before the year 2000, all the computers crash
    I'm gone homeboy, this the hood where it's on homeboy
    I'mma live long homeboy
    Too deep, too strong homeboy
    We rollin' too deep with two zones homeboy
    It's on homeboy
    Songs with two candy-painted bronze homeboy
    D-a-z, i can't believe this nigga gon' trip
    He's nothin but a busta, bitch-ass mothafucka
    With snoop in the coop, warren, nate, and big tray dee
    Big c-style and mitch made to be
    Shine dogg gettin' super-high lit
    High-flyin' high super-duper high
    We super-duper fly
    I put ya in the mix
    I ain't with that kibbles-n-bits shit
    Bitch, where's the grip?

    [chorus: nate dogg *singing* , (snoop dogg)]

    I'm still a dogg pound nigga, i'm neva gonna give it up (dpg {g}, c)
    Neva gonna give it up
    C'mon homies give it up
    (dpg {g}, c)
    I'm still a dogg pound nigga, i'm neva gonna give it up (dpg {g}, c)
    Neva gonna give it up
    C'mon homies give it up

    [verse two: warren g, nate dogg *singing*]

    [warren g]

    What i'mma do, i'mma bang on the beat
    What i'mma do, cain't cock and serve heat
    You lookin' at me, i'm scopin' on you
    But you don't know my shit is right nigga, so fuck you
    Everybody talkin' 'bout money ain't a thang
    Everybody talkin' 'bout how they gangbang
    If you was hard as me, i'm as hard as you
    Cutthroats and bud smoke, i'm an eastside loc
    So don't let the crossover fool ya
    I been down since '81, lb top gun biyatch

    [nate dogg]

    Platinum-ass records that be payin' bills
    Dogg pound niggas, they be bangin' still
    Money-makin' niggas, and they bona fide
    Them money-makin' niggas still down ta ride
    All them otha' niggas, they be claimin' thangs
    Scary-ass niggas wasn't born ta bang
    Hang wit' dpg and i can give ya game
    Comin' from the hood, you can't be changin' games

    [snoop]

    Dpg (g), c

    [break: kurupt *talking*]

    Yeah, bitch-ass niggas... dogg pound gangstas...
    Fuck y'all!

    [chorus: nate dogg *singing*]

    I'm still a dogg pound nigga, i'm neva gonna give it up
    Neva gonna give it up
    C'mon homies give it up

    [verse three: tray dee, snoop dogg, soopa fly]

    [tray dee]

    Yeah, i'm from that clique that slap clips with hollow-point tips
    And serve bitch-niggas quick with this gangsta shit
    Tray dee, ya heard of me, murder be my hobby
    Bangin' and slangin' in dangerous robberies
    Fuck a mask, you bustas duck when i blast
    I take the cash, and put a cap up in that ass
    Saggin' with my rag, 'bout to drag the street
    Triple-x sweatshirt with blue chucks on feet
    Killa instincts keep me ahead of my foes
    Neva doze when i rose, let the chrome explode

    [snoop dogg]

    Man i wish a bitch would get me fo' some child support
    I stuck my foot up her ass, like a super sport
    Down shit, pound shit, gangsta
    Fo'eva', wheneva', howeva', down fo' whateva'
    Recognize game when it hits ya
    Nigga, if ya slip up doggy dogg's gonna get-'cha
    Been doin' that thang-thang, long trynna' slang 'caine
    Just before i was taught, how ta gangbang
    All my peers through the years know
    That snoop dogg ain't nothin' but a fool do'
    And if ya run up on that man trynna do-low
    That's when he, pull out his homey, who, you know
    Man i been through so much and i'm still goin' through it
    But fuck all that, i got ta stay into it
    I knew the job was dangerous when i took it
    Shit, a nigga didn't even overlook it
    I was so eager, just trynna get involved
    But now's i gots ta represent for me and my doggs

    [soopa fly]

    Yeah, '94, became a d-o, double-g, p-o, u-n-d, gangsta
    Now you can see me smokin' dank in neighborhood, pranksta'
    Play a trick, quick inimate, then out, no doubt
    Paperboy wit' a new route
    When i'm in front, they watch behind me
    Mission: crush, ready to bust, grab the tom-my
    Gun, keep one, i role with the heat-seeka's
    Stash the gauge, pass the .9 to my nee-ga [nigga]
    Roll, keep slow, peep, po-po
    Creep slow, ready ta smash with the fo'-fo'
    I go for broke wit' loc niggas who toke guns
    Neva understood niggas high-up with low funds
    Smoke one, represent my seaside o-cean
    Eastside motion, we slide coastin' through
    Mothafuckaaz!! haha!!

    [break: snoop dogg *talking* ("dpg {g}, c" said 4 times in background)]

    Dogg pound... mothafuckin' gangstas...
    1999, back up in this bi-yai-itch!
    Eastside up, eastsidaz!
    And niggas thought we fell off...

    [chorus: nate dogg *singing*, (snoop dogg *talking*), ("dpg {g}, c" said 8
    Times in a row, then once again)]

    I'm still a dogg pound nigga, (dogg pound in this mothafucka)
    I'm neva gonna give it up
    (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Neva gonna give it up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    C'mon homies give it up
    (ride on, ride on)
    I'm still a dogg pound nigga, i'm neva gonna give it up
    Neva gonna give it up
    C'mon homies give it up
    I'm still a dogg pound nigga, i'm neva gonna give it up (dpg {g}, c)
    Neva gonna give it up
    C'mon homies give it up
    I'm still... [fades away]

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