| Song | Thrown Up Da C |
| Artist | Tha Dogg Pound |
| Album | Cali Iz Active |
| 作词 : Arnaud, Brooks, Brown | |
| 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 | |
| ZSoopa-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 imaginedhow 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 | |
| MakaveliIt's | |
| Kurupt Young | |
| Gotti, Dat | |
| Nigga Daz | |
| DillyThe 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 classicsbumpin' 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] - 2 | |
| X |
| zuò cí : Arnaud, Brooks, Brown | |
| 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, | |
| KURUP | |
| T... DA to the | |
| ZSoopadoopa 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 droptop, platinum 23, sky blue | |
| And got what we got from bein' real and bein' true | |
| And no clue they never imaginedhow 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 | |
| BOOMBOOM 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 | |
| MakaveliIt' s | |
| Kurupt Young | |
| Gotti, Dat | |
| Nigga Daz | |
| DillyThe 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 classicsbumpin' 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 2 | |
| X |