LYRICS: Daz, Lil 1/2 dead - Eastside, Westside

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Artist: Lil 1/2 Dead f/ Chill
Album: The Dead has arisen
Song: Eastside, Westside
Typed by: lilhd@dpgrecordz.com


[Chill talkin]
what's happenin
let's drop this shit off for the homie from Long Beach
let's say Compton and the L-B-C meet the east and west again
motherfuckin Half Dead in this bitch
my nigga Tray in this bitch
they call me the hurricane Chill, check it out

[Chill verse]
a little sumthin for the clubs, crips, rucks for your ride
G'z and locs from the east and the westside
dedicated to the gang related
fuckin fools down makin the other side runnin high
throw your straps in the sky one time
buck buck, buck, we don't give a fuck
lay yo ass in the gutter or shit
keep the bust to my niggas from the east and the west click

[Lil 1/2 Dead singin and (talkin)]
this is dedicated to the east and the westside
(yeah, this is dedicated to the east and the westside baby)
so put your shit in the deck or just replace and let the take ride
(we gon put it in and let it ride baby)
cuz me and my homie Chill are droppin gangsta shit
(we droppin enough of that gangsta shit)
the type o' shit that none of you bustaz can fuck with
(that's right, where none of you bustaz can fuck with)
so step the fuck back before you smacked all in ya face
(before you get smacked up)
cuz when it comes to puttin it down Half Dead runs the whole place
(yeah)

[Chill chorus]
we chillin on the eastside, smokin weed on the westside
gettin drunk on the eastside, fuckin bitches on the westside
gettin jacked on the eastside, one times on the westside
O.G.'z on the eastside, O.G.'z on the westside
one two, one two

[Chill verse]
now that shit ain't got thick
so I'm throwin up the westside on the one hype click
slumped up in an 8-5 cuthey
indo smoke, bumpin my buddy
on my way to the east, don't need no strap cuz niggas act peace
no nigga set-trippin and thangs
just a couple o' homies throwin up gang, mayne
everybody got dodo, oh no
here comes the homies in the lo-lo
eastside, westside (westside)
niggas stay down for your crown, hoo-ride

[Lil 1/2 Dead verse]
you know I gotsta stay down for my crown
I be's that crazy ass nigga from the (eastsiiiide) eastside part of town
the H-A-L-F D-E-A and to the D
straight born and raised in the L-B-C

[Chill chorus]
smokin weed on the eastside, gettin drunk on the westside
mothafuckas on the eastside, mothafuckas on the westside
gang o' hoes on the eastside, gang o' tricks on the westside
big booty on the eastside, big ass buttery on the westside

[Lil 1/2 Dead verse]
on a mission on my way back to the east
and like my nigga Chill said the east is all about peace
ain't no more gang-bangin, just cavvy slangin
late night niggas on the corner hangin
trynna make a buck, and still don't give a fuck
so run up and your ass will get stuck
so take heas to the words that I kick
cuz I drops nuttin but gangsta shit, beyotch

[Lil 1/2 Dead singin]
this is dedicated to the east and the westside
so put your shit in the deck or just replace and let the take ride
cuz me and my homie Chill are droppin gangsta shit
the type o' shit that none of you bustaz can fuck with
so step the fuck back before you smacked all in ya face
cuz when it comes to puttin it down Half Dead runs the whole place

[Chill chorus]
gettin drunk on the eastside, motherfuckers on the westside
they gettin loaded down the eastside, big bitches on the westside
niggas slangin on the eastside, niggas hangin on the westside
one times on the eastside, big bitches on the westside
one two, one two

[Chill talkin while DJ Baby G scratches "yea"]
this is fo' them punk ass bitches
you thought you knew
westside and eastsida, rida, fo' life
you lil' trick, ol' beyotch
murderin shit
me and my nigga Half Dead and my nigga Tray, yo yo yo yo yo
niggas, makin them motherfuckin tracks for the westcoast
westcoast, gangsta most
containin the truth nigga, like this anybody can do
for my nigga Half Dead
Compton on

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Artist: Daz f/ Bad Azz
Album: DPGC: U Know What I'm Throwin' Up
Song: U Ain't Shit
Typed by: lilhd@dpgrecordz.com, nando415@dpgrecordz.com


[Daz talking]
uh, yea
Dat Nigga Daz
uh, Soopafly on the motherfucking track
yea, we gon DPG it up, ya knaw what i mean
shit don't stop, ya knaw what i mean
yea, check it out

[Daz verse]
guess who's back, Daz
with a little bit more than the last time
bringing your ass some more dope rhymes
as I climb from the bottom of the pile
watch me bubble up, double up, everybody ain't rough enough up
you need some more gangsta in you nigga just toughen up
you see these DPGC's they loving us
I'm Dogg Pound out, and your boy Doggystyled out
Every club I step foot in, nigga I turned out
ever since I was a youngster, nigga I earn cloud
learn route, yea I'm pimp-knocking hoes out
working on a nigga
just let me bust a nut
just let me bust them guts
bitch, that's what's up
for you to keep on tricking it didn't cost much
after she leave you (Ashanti) nigga she call us
we had a ball wit her, she ducked we all hit it, she seesawed wit us

[Bad Azz verse]
hey y'all, all I'm tryna do is stay ballin
thick papers in my pockets, credit cards in my wallet
Ben Franklin on my answer machine
cuz money calling, I'ma call back, I'm aquimilating all that
I stash every single bill here, meetin tall stacks
I'm a mobster, DPG boogie monster
when I die, then my lyrical essence is going haunt ya
'till I die I'm a lyrical legend that's what I brought you
you's a snitch if you tell 'em what happened, when they caught you
you's a liar if you switch what happened (Kurupt) in your talkin
you gon die if I get you bitch, so just watch it
6 banana clips, each with 50 rockets
niggas dont have no hits, niggas got empty pockets
niggas cant handle this, you bitches just need to watch it
its a wrap cause nigga you can't rap, so get a strap and jack, or get a sack and crack

[Daz - Chorus]
Kurupt (You Aint Shit)
Suge Knight you bitch ass nigga (You Aint Shit)
And All your motherfuckas around the world (You Aint Shit)
All the boys and all them lil girls (You Aint shit)
Ja Rule you sucka ass (You Aint Shit)
You little Bitin ass 2Pac (You Aint Shit)
You tryin to tell me somethin this my nigga (You Aint Shit)
You fuckin wit D-A-Z my nigga (You Aint Shit)

[Daz verse]
Its a new time and a new day, a new way and a new era
A new mind a new 9 I had to cock back and spray
lay ya down for that title and crown
and that's why we X'ed your bitch ass from the pound (Kurupt, Kurupt)
switch sides like that, cuz we can't fuck with no niggas like that (sucka)
and that what I call a bitch, I second that emotion he was dropped from the click
better start your own gang, better watch where you hang
real g's do real thangs
hang out of the window blow out your mothafuckin brains
and let you know about this Long beach gang
muthafucka I'm a Death Row Killa, Suge Knight can die too
Kurupt Dumb Gotti, It's on when we find you
transformin niggas don't deserve to breathe, how many niggas down to ride with me (Yay Yay)
Im a West coast ridah, comin up besdie you
bash you nigga to let you know I got the fire
when it comes down to it Diggy Daz is the livest
when it comes down to us gettin bombed I'm the highest
I said it once, no Imma tell your ass, now gimmie the microphone and lemme give you a blast
I'm Snoop lil cousin by the name of Daz, and bitches who fuck us we don't love ya'll ass

[Daz - Chorus]
Kurupt.. you ain't shit!
Suge Knight you bitch ass nigga.. you aint shit!
And All your motherfuckas around the world.. you ain't shit!
All the boys and all them lil girls.. you ain't shit!
Ja Rule you sucka ass.. you ain't shit!
You little Bitin ass 2Pac.. you ain't shit!
You tryin to tell me somethin this my nigga.. you ain't shit!
You fuckin wit D-A-Z my nigga.. you ain't shit!

[Daz talking]
awwww shit
I wanna say what's up to that pussy-eating Marion
you know you done sucked my dick plenty of times, boy, ya knaw what I mean
Suge like eatin' after people ya knaw what I mean
He like leftovers, ya knaw what I mean
You continue to keep payin my bills you bitch ass nigga

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Artist: Daz f/ Soopafly
Album: DPGC: U Know What I'm Throwin' Up
Song: Dogg Catcha
Typed by: lilhd@dpgrecordz.com, doedoe2k@hotmail.com


[Daz intro]
yea
right about now
I'm most definetly in the house
I want the party people to move left to right right to left
yea, y'all know how we do this
yea, c'mon, put yo hands in the air

[Daz verse]
now drop to yo knees
and picture me diggity Daz flowin through the breeze
my style scretches from miles from miles
check my files
10 years in the game I been puttin it down
I loc with the finest
y'all love the way that I'm rhymin and comin with precision
and you know I'll be grindin
cause I'm a dogg house dogg pound chittey chow pow pow
yall know how we do it (you know we put it down)
yea, they loving these hits for years
when the smoke clears diggy daz appears
I'm here for whatever never the less I got the remedy
to get the party pure energy before the next century
swoopin down the block in a drop-top
I kept it coming with hit rocks and I dont stop
movin the traffic in my zone it's havoc
I take caution going for miggy miles and miles
flippin the wheels off the mother
pump it up for the summer
I keeps it comin
I'm in the undercover scraping the back against the craw
and this is for my G's and my locs and doggz

[Soopafly chorus]
dogg catcha, dogg catcha, dogg catcha
dogg catcha, dogg catcha, dogg catcha
dogg, dogg, dogg
why must I be like that, why must I
chase the cat, chase the cat

[Daz verse]
so you betta beware of my crew
raid and blued up get chewed up
still ya are brand crew get bruised up
my duu'z up users who us
you're just a phony ass rapper u cant fool us
my tools to rush ya (i'm the first ta get it off)
my crew'll rush ya (i'm the first ta set it off)
I'll ride this way and that way as you'll ways
bump whut they say I do thangz my way
as now, forever elited please believe it
aint no busta in me homie i keeps it G
and see it like I see it the American dream
ta be a Dogg Pound Gangsta on tha winning team
my scheme my plan and my plot take effect
wit no sweat, lovin this gangsta hits
lock it up hold it up and roll it up  
big faces homie everywhere that we showin up
you know us, soon as we step in tha house we gon'turn this mutha out
live it up to tha fullest homeboy you know I luv 'em all
and this is for my G's and my locs and doggz

[Soopafly verse]

[Daz verse]
now just wave your hands up in the air
wave em all around like you just don't care
hold up, wait a minute
all my thugs getting gangsta with it
who cares what they say
imma do things my way, anyway anyhow
imma keep putting it down
let my feet in this industry
remember me the D-A to the Z
going down the history
you mention me
homie, I'm gangstafied
and the haters hate the vibe and the gangsters decide
it's time to get out to expand to spread out
get your gun homie D-A-Z put some head out (you laid out!)
that's what I'm all about
burn the rubber homeboy givin it up no doubt
fo sho, the bass-bumper, straight party jumper
aint no busters allowed
this parties ain't for suckers
yall want this party started live (party started)
yall want this party started quickly
yall want this party started live (party started)
yall want this party started quickly

[Soopafly chorus]

[Daz outro]
all my homies go, woof woof
ladies, meow meow
all my homies go, woof woof
ladies, meow meow
all my homies go, woof woof
ladies, meow meow
all my homies go, woof woof
ladies

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