What Cha About Lyrics
| Song | What Cha About |
| Artist | Tha Dogg Pound |
| Album | 2002 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Big Simon, Brown | |
| Yeah, you know, | |
| I'm slidin y'knahmsayin? | |
| Rollin down the streets doin my thang y'knahmsayin? | |
| That's the flow, whattup? | |
| Smokin my weed, y'knahmsayin? | |
| Drinkin my joint | |
| This bitch man, this bitch roll up to me man | |
| This bitch pull up inside and shit | |
| Roll down the window and shit, | |
| I'm like - "Fuck you want bitch?" | |
| Bitch, tell me, y'knahmsayin? | |
| She tell me "Turn that shit down, Tha Dogg Pound broke up" | |
| Heh, hehehe, haha, | |
| I had to laugh at the hoe, y'knahmsayin? | |
| That's some funny shit | |
| For real though man, tell these motherfuckers what's happenin {*music starts*} [Chorus: repeat 2X] [Daz] | |
| What you about nigga? [Sung] | |
| Dogg Pound for life [Daz] | |
| Do ya some nigga? [Sung] | |
| Smoke a pound tonight [Daz] | |
| How ya feel nigga? [Sung] | |
| I feel larger than life | |
| Dogg Pound for life [Kurupt] | |
| Dogg Pound shit.. | |
| Life without money (money) that's like breathin wit no air | |
| Prepared, there's no love in warfare, engage | |
| I make the front page, like | |
| Nicholas Cage and get served, front and center stage (get served) | |
| I'll break you through 'til you throw up your teflon barriers and get penetrated, tell the connectects superior | |
| Hostile, verbal apposal in 3 | |
| D hittin every galaxy throwin up | |
| D.P. Now I could be quick as a cheetah and rip through ya shit like a motherfuckin wild heina | |
| From the city where light shine bright at night (at night) | |
| MC's, Shaniqua's, speakin upon the mic | |
| From L.A. to the city of | |
| Phil' (Phil') | |
| When you approach | |
| Kurupt, approach wit skill (f'real) | |
| Cause if you don't you'll get shook (shook) and broken, nigga | |
| I rock it and break it open [Chorus] [Daz] | |
| What you about? [Kurupt] | |
| You servin me motherfucker? (hell no) | |
| I think not | |
| That's facin a blizzard in a fuckin tank top (back it up) | |
| I took trips from | |
| New Jerz' to | |
| Cape Cot (Cot) | |
| You could be adventurous up againt tremendous odds | |
| And face a poltergeist, | |
| I'll bring it to ya nice | |
| I had the whole scenery surrounded like the wise {*cat meow*} | |
| Who could it be comin through in all blue (fool) | |
| Dogg Pound | |
| Gangstas number one, number two | |
| Never evade the principle, the top principle | |
| Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin | |
| I lay the cards on the table, take a pick | |
| The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavitys picked (ahh!) | |
| That's were all the bullshit ceases | |
| This whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces (fuck that!) | |
| Fake ass assassin wit no heart, no mind | |
| No money, no hoes, no flows and no rhyme (no rhyme!) | |
| Waitin for the poetical | |
| Satan Creatin slaughters, runnin through stores like | |
| Water Patan (oh, oh) | |
| I'm all about money makin and | |
| I'm makin mistakes, you're only worth what your creatin and a garden of snakes | |
| Now all I could do is survive, is stay alive | |
| Money 'til | |
| I motherfuckin die, stranded on | |
| Tha Row I'm in this motherfucker to grow and make fetti like | |
| I'm on a mountain of snow [Chorus] [Chorus] - 0.5 | |
| X {*music plays to fade*} |
| zuo ci : Big Simon, Brown | |
| Yeah, you know, | |
| I' m slidin y' knahmsayin? | |
| Rollin down the streets doin my thang y' knahmsayin? | |
| That' s the flow, whattup? | |
| Smokin my weed, y' knahmsayin? | |
| Drinkin my joint | |
| This bitch man, this bitch roll up to me man | |
| This bitch pull up inside and shit | |
| Roll down the window and shit, | |
| I' m like " Fuck you want bitch?" | |
| Bitch, tell me, y' knahmsayin? | |
| She tell me " Turn that shit down, Tha Dogg Pound broke up" | |
| Heh, hehehe, haha, | |
| I had to laugh at the hoe, y' knahmsayin? | |
| That' s some funny shit | |
| For real though man, tell these motherfuckers what' s happenin music starts Chorus: repeat 2X Daz | |
| What you about nigga? Sung | |
| Dogg Pound for life Daz | |
| Do ya some nigga? Sung | |
| Smoke a pound tonight Daz | |
| How ya feel nigga? Sung | |
| I feel larger than life | |
| Dogg Pound for life Kurupt | |
| Dogg Pound shit.. | |
| Life without money money that' s like breathin wit no air | |
| Prepared, there' s no love in warfare, engage | |
| I make the front page, like | |
| Nicholas Cage and get served, front and center stage get served | |
| I' ll break you through ' til you throw up your teflon barriers and get penetrated, tell the connectects superior | |
| Hostile, verbal apposal in 3 | |
| D hittin every galaxy throwin up | |
| D. P. Now I could be quick as a cheetah and rip through ya shit like a motherfuckin wild heina | |
| From the city where light shine bright at night at night | |
| MC' s, Shaniqua' s, speakin upon the mic | |
| From L. A. to the city of | |
| Phil' Phil' | |
| When you approach | |
| Kurupt, approach wit skill f' real | |
| Cause if you don' t you' ll get shook shook and broken, nigga | |
| I rock it and break it open Chorus Daz | |
| What you about? Kurupt | |
| You servin me motherfucker? hell no | |
| I think not | |
| That' s facin a blizzard in a fuckin tank top back it up | |
| I took trips from | |
| New Jerz' to | |
| Cape Cot Cot | |
| You could be adventurous up againt tremendous odds | |
| And face a poltergeist, | |
| I' ll bring it to ya nice | |
| I had the whole scenery surrounded like the wise cat meow | |
| Who could it be comin through in all blue fool | |
| Dogg Pound | |
| Gangstas number one, number two | |
| Never evade the principle, the top principle | |
| Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin | |
| I lay the cards on the table, take a pick | |
| The wrong choice' ll get your whole chest cavitys picked ahh! | |
| That' s were all the bullshit ceases | |
| This whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces fuck that! | |
| Fake ass assassin wit no heart, no mind | |
| No money, no hoes, no flows and no rhyme no rhyme! | |
| Waitin for the poetical | |
| Satan Creatin slaughters, runnin through stores like | |
| Water Patan oh, oh | |
| I' m all about money makin and | |
| I' m makin mistakes, you' re only worth what your creatin and a garden of snakes | |
| Now all I could do is survive, is stay alive | |
| Money ' til | |
| I motherfuckin die, stranded on | |
| Tha Row I' m in this motherfucker to grow and make fetti like | |
| I' m on a mountain of snow Chorus Chorus 0. 5 | |
| X music plays to fade |
| zuò cí : Big Simon, Brown | |
| Yeah, you know, | |
| I' m slidin y' knahmsayin? | |
| Rollin down the streets doin my thang y' knahmsayin? | |
| That' s the flow, whattup? | |
| Smokin my weed, y' knahmsayin? | |
| Drinkin my joint | |
| This bitch man, this bitch roll up to me man | |
| This bitch pull up inside and shit | |
| Roll down the window and shit, | |
| I' m like " Fuck you want bitch?" | |
| Bitch, tell me, y' knahmsayin? | |
| She tell me " Turn that shit down, Tha Dogg Pound broke up" | |
| Heh, hehehe, haha, | |
| I had to laugh at the hoe, y' knahmsayin? | |
| That' s some funny shit | |
| For real though man, tell these motherfuckers what' s happenin music starts Chorus: repeat 2X Daz | |
| What you about nigga? Sung | |
| Dogg Pound for life Daz | |
| Do ya some nigga? Sung | |
| Smoke a pound tonight Daz | |
| How ya feel nigga? Sung | |
| I feel larger than life | |
| Dogg Pound for life Kurupt | |
| Dogg Pound shit.. | |
| Life without money money that' s like breathin wit no air | |
| Prepared, there' s no love in warfare, engage | |
| I make the front page, like | |
| Nicholas Cage and get served, front and center stage get served | |
| I' ll break you through ' til you throw up your teflon barriers and get penetrated, tell the connectects superior | |
| Hostile, verbal apposal in 3 | |
| D hittin every galaxy throwin up | |
| D. P. Now I could be quick as a cheetah and rip through ya shit like a motherfuckin wild heina | |
| From the city where light shine bright at night at night | |
| MC' s, Shaniqua' s, speakin upon the mic | |
| From L. A. to the city of | |
| Phil' Phil' | |
| When you approach | |
| Kurupt, approach wit skill f' real | |
| Cause if you don' t you' ll get shook shook and broken, nigga | |
| I rock it and break it open Chorus Daz | |
| What you about? Kurupt | |
| You servin me motherfucker? hell no | |
| I think not | |
| That' s facin a blizzard in a fuckin tank top back it up | |
| I took trips from | |
| New Jerz' to | |
| Cape Cot Cot | |
| You could be adventurous up againt tremendous odds | |
| And face a poltergeist, | |
| I' ll bring it to ya nice | |
| I had the whole scenery surrounded like the wise cat meow | |
| Who could it be comin through in all blue fool | |
| Dogg Pound | |
| Gangstas number one, number two | |
| Never evade the principle, the top principle | |
| Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin | |
| I lay the cards on the table, take a pick | |
| The wrong choice' ll get your whole chest cavitys picked ahh! | |
| That' s were all the bullshit ceases | |
| This whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces fuck that! | |
| Fake ass assassin wit no heart, no mind | |
| No money, no hoes, no flows and no rhyme no rhyme! | |
| Waitin for the poetical | |
| Satan Creatin slaughters, runnin through stores like | |
| Water Patan oh, oh | |
| I' m all about money makin and | |
| I' m makin mistakes, you' re only worth what your creatin and a garden of snakes | |
| Now all I could do is survive, is stay alive | |
| Money ' til | |
| I motherfuckin die, stranded on | |
| Tha Row I' m in this motherfucker to grow and make fetti like | |
| I' m on a mountain of snow Chorus Chorus 0. 5 | |
| X music plays to fade |
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