Thrown Up Da C Lyrics - Cali Iz Active - Tha Dogg Pound

[Intro: Daz] 

Yeah, this goes out to all them gangstas out there 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

Keepin' it goin' everyday all day 

And it just don't stop (Once again) 

Dogg Pound, K-U-R-U-P-T... D-A to the Z 

Soopa-doopa on the beat... 

[Kurupt] 

First thing I do is blaze up a sack 

Hit up my nigga Daz like what's todays plans? 

Rollin', ridin', or crackin' a bitch 

Hittin' switches in the toys, on perk with the twist 

[Daz Dillinger] 

We in a drop-top, platinum 23, sky blue 

And got what we got from bein' real and bein' true 

And no clue - they never imagined 

how the two come back, with Kurupt with a mag' 

[Kurupt] 

Daz with the .45 caliber, refuse to lose 

Me and my nigga Daz been over the moon and back down 

Been on opposite sides and still roam 

I missed my nigga, damn it feels good be home 

[Daz Dillinger] 

It's reality check 

Live in your face with a semi artillery tec 

Dumpin' til' the whole clip's empty 

I'm sippin', Daz and Kurupt in a rental 

Life is the key of the situation homie 

'cause it's drastic and mental, cuz 

[Chorus] 

Everybody could (see) 

We throwin' up the (C) 

Can't nobody (see) 

D.P.G. (C) 

Drinkin' Henne(ssy) 

Cause they all wanna (see) 

From here to over the (sea) 

D.P.G. (C) 

[Kurupt] 

We got a D.P. picnic poppin', it ain't stoppin' 

Music knockin', scores of fours hoppin' 

[Daz Dillinger] 

Now everybody wave your hands from side to side 

And everybody get your pistols if you're ready to ride 

D.P.G. (C) 

[Daz Dillinger] 

That's our terminology 

Fuck it 'cause it gotta be, broken off properly 

The new and improved Dogg Pound Gangsta crew 

Lace your Chucks homies 'cause you're catchin' the blues - onsite 

You know my crew love to fight, like a 747 take flight 

See it's a cold night, full moon 

You know we creepin' round your neighborhood, nigga BOOM-BOOM 

[Kurupt] 

We been through ups, downs, rights, wrongs 

Right, left, two step 

Rider music, let's ride 

Push on, hood slide 

I get to thinkin' I guess when I get to drinkin' 

I do too much - but my homies love me anyway 

Back to back, we down to let the semi spray 

Chubby Lil' Daz and Trent growin' up with Corday 

[Chorus] 

[Kurupt] 

Nickels and nines 

Hesitation could make a nigga lose his life 

These women can make a nigga lose his mind 

All we got is each other, health and time 

[Daz Dillinger] 

See "I Ain't Mad At Cha" homie like the homie Makaveli 

It's Kurupt Young Gotti, Dat Nigga Daz Dilly 

The arsonal is active, flip you up backwards 

To killers to gangstas, from criminal jackers 

D.P.G. (C) 

[Kurupt] 

Rider redemption, firin' plastic... nothin' but classics 

bumpin' out my motherfuckin' speaker box 

Me and Daz, an outcast, heaters cocked 

[Daz Dillinger] 

See we some young niggaz growin' in the life of crime 

We crack a nigga from his ankle, chest plate and spine 

Them Dogg Pound Gangstas, we one of a kind 

And yo Gotti, would you kick it for me one more time? 

[Chorus] - 2X