| Song | Way Too Often |
| Artist | Tha Dogg Pound |
| Album | 2002 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brooks, Brown | |
| Yeah we kind of like that shit, yeah | |
| That's all we do, huh check it [Kurupt] | |
| Now what I'm not gettin' exactly (Why you) | |
| Can't understand you can't rock a mic like (I do) | |
| I fuck around with niggas but then they (Try to) | |
| Take advantage and take for granted so | |
| I (Slide through) | |
| With the automatic to stay on deck (Dust some niggas) | |
| Always look em' in the eyes can't (Trust a nigga) | |
| I be in penned, we'll be seein' (Soopafly) | |
| Don't be goin' for no shit (Or die) | |
| I be hangin' with niggas that love to do the (Gangsta walk) | |
| When we bust hush, that's (Gangsta talk) | |
| I freak a ho every now and then but (Don't pay) | |
| I'm actin' funny with my money, uh-uh (No way) | |
| If you think you ran into some riches (Wrong way) | |
| Turn around but you can still hit this (Bombay) | |
| I roll around, flip a hood with the (Top down) | |
| Hit the switches for the bitches make it (Drop down) | |
| Jealous niggas playa hatin' can't (Stop the sound) | |
| Askin' where | |
| I'm from, hit em' up (Dogg Pound) | |
| And the game that we blast just to (Make tame) | |
| And the weed, alcohol got us (Insane) | |
| You can run but sometime ya gotta (Feel the pain) | |
| We drop the kick bumpin' in yo (System man) [Hook] | |
| Kurupt - It's like way too often, | |
| I keep rockin' | |
| All my niggas and can hear my beat knockin' | |
| Pimp struttin' as | |
| I walk in | |
| Say what, all my bitches talkin' | |
| Daz - It's like way too often, | |
| I keep rockin' | |
| All my niggas that can hear my beat knockin' | |
| Pimp struttin' out here all my homies hawkin' | |
| At the party all the homies | |
| C-walkin' [Soopafly] | |
| I make a left on | |
| Atlantic then | |
| I (Ride by) | |
| Seen my niggas from the | |
| Pound so I (Slide by) | |
| Say what's happenin' to them niggas that don't (Know my) | |
| Name and my game, give a fuck | |
| I'm (So high) | |
| Ran out to get the plan out the (Swoopty-blue) | |
| What's happenin' crack a nigga with that (Woopty-woo) | |
| Hit the back, shack stepped to this (Rack that crack) | |
| Laid down the game, gangs can't stop (The mack) | |
| I say I'm a pimp and (I am) | |
| Hard on a ho, make her say (Got damn) | |
| They say what chu' want, | |
| I say girl (Why tell) | |
| They say give up cash, | |
| I say (Eat my gel) | |
| Backed up into my | |
| Lincoln that (Be knockin') | |
| I need somebody, rolled up my weed bust a (G-ride) | |
| Roll two joints, a blunt leave the stash (Up front) | |
| While I turn up the beat and give em' (What they want) [Hook] [Daz] | |
| Gangstas do all the doin' (Make ends) | |
| And everything that ain't ours (Take in) | |
| I saw you bitches, she wanna eat a (Fat dick) | |
| Make a nigga grip the heat and (Blast shit) | |
| All the homies | |
| C-walkin' in the (Parking lot) | |
| We in khakis blast niggas in (Karl Kani) | |
| Nigga this a gangsta party and you ain't supposed to be here | |
| Nigga best to beware, prepared (Look a here) | |
| I'ma tell ya how (G's do) | |
| With the chrome, with the | |
| R go (These too) [Kurupt] | |
| Soopafly and | |
| Kurupt and we're (Back again) | |
| If ya trip then crip, gang bang blood (Drip) | |
| Come equipped or don't come at all to the strip | |
| Or ya might get hit with shit to make ya flip | |
| If that ain't the case, | |
| I'ma tell ya to ya face | |
| Let the sun shine on my car, fuck all y'all [Hook] [Kurupt ad-libs] |
| zuo ci : Brooks, Brown | |
| Yeah we kind of like that shit, yeah | |
| That' s all we do, huh check it Kurupt | |
| Now what I' m not gettin' exactly Why you | |
| Can' t understand you can' t rock a mic like I do | |
| I fuck around with niggas but then they Try to | |
| Take advantage and take for granted so | |
| I Slide through | |
| With the automatic to stay on deck Dust some niggas | |
| Always look em' in the eyes can' t Trust a nigga | |
| I be in penned, we' ll be seein' Soopafly | |
| Don' t be goin' for no shit Or die | |
| I be hangin' with niggas that love to do the Gangsta walk | |
| When we bust hush, that' s Gangsta talk | |
| I freak a ho every now and then but Don' t pay | |
| I' m actin' funny with my money, uhuh No way | |
| If you think you ran into some riches Wrong way | |
| Turn around but you can still hit this Bombay | |
| I roll around, flip a hood with the Top down | |
| Hit the switches for the bitches make it Drop down | |
| Jealous niggas playa hatin' can' t Stop the sound | |
| Askin' where | |
| I' m from, hit em' up Dogg Pound | |
| And the game that we blast just to Make tame | |
| And the weed, alcohol got us Insane | |
| You can run but sometime ya gotta Feel the pain | |
| We drop the kick bumpin' in yo System man Hook | |
| Kurupt It' s like way too often, | |
| I keep rockin' | |
| All my niggas and can hear my beat knockin' | |
| Pimp struttin' as | |
| I walk in | |
| Say what, all my bitches talkin' | |
| Daz It' s like way too often, | |
| I keep rockin' | |
| All my niggas that can hear my beat knockin' | |
| Pimp struttin' out here all my homies hawkin' | |
| At the party all the homies | |
| Cwalkin' Soopafly | |
| I make a left on | |
| Atlantic then | |
| I Ride by | |
| Seen my niggas from the | |
| Pound so I Slide by | |
| Say what' s happenin' to them niggas that don' t Know my | |
| Name and my game, give a fuck | |
| I' m So high | |
| Ran out to get the plan out the Swooptyblue | |
| What' s happenin' crack a nigga with that Wooptywoo | |
| Hit the back, shack stepped to this Rack that crack | |
| Laid down the game, gangs can' t stop The mack | |
| I say I' m a pimp and I am | |
| Hard on a ho, make her say Got damn | |
| They say what chu' want, | |
| I say girl Why tell | |
| They say give up cash, | |
| I say Eat my gel | |
| Backed up into my | |
| Lincoln that Be knockin' | |
| I need somebody, rolled up my weed bust a Gride | |
| Roll two joints, a blunt leave the stash Up front | |
| While I turn up the beat and give em' What they want Hook Daz | |
| Gangstas do all the doin' Make ends | |
| And everything that ain' t ours Take in | |
| I saw you bitches, she wanna eat a Fat dick | |
| Make a nigga grip the heat and Blast shit | |
| All the homies | |
| Cwalkin' in the Parking lot | |
| We in khakis blast niggas in Karl Kani | |
| Nigga this a gangsta party and you ain' t supposed to be here | |
| Nigga best to beware, prepared Look a here | |
| I' ma tell ya how G' s do | |
| With the chrome, with the | |
| R go These too Kurupt | |
| Soopafly and | |
| Kurupt and we' re Back again | |
| If ya trip then crip, gang bang blood Drip | |
| Come equipped or don' t come at all to the strip | |
| Or ya might get hit with shit to make ya flip | |
| If that ain' t the case, | |
| I' ma tell ya to ya face | |
| Let the sun shine on my car, fuck all y' all Hook Kurupt adlibs |
| zuò cí : Brooks, Brown | |
| Yeah we kind of like that shit, yeah | |
| That' s all we do, huh check it Kurupt | |
| Now what I' m not gettin' exactly Why you | |
| Can' t understand you can' t rock a mic like I do | |
| I fuck around with niggas but then they Try to | |
| Take advantage and take for granted so | |
| I Slide through | |
| With the automatic to stay on deck Dust some niggas | |
| Always look em' in the eyes can' t Trust a nigga | |
| I be in penned, we' ll be seein' Soopafly | |
| Don' t be goin' for no shit Or die | |
| I be hangin' with niggas that love to do the Gangsta walk | |
| When we bust hush, that' s Gangsta talk | |
| I freak a ho every now and then but Don' t pay | |
| I' m actin' funny with my money, uhuh No way | |
| If you think you ran into some riches Wrong way | |
| Turn around but you can still hit this Bombay | |
| I roll around, flip a hood with the Top down | |
| Hit the switches for the bitches make it Drop down | |
| Jealous niggas playa hatin' can' t Stop the sound | |
| Askin' where | |
| I' m from, hit em' up Dogg Pound | |
| And the game that we blast just to Make tame | |
| And the weed, alcohol got us Insane | |
| You can run but sometime ya gotta Feel the pain | |
| We drop the kick bumpin' in yo System man Hook | |
| Kurupt It' s like way too often, | |
| I keep rockin' | |
| All my niggas and can hear my beat knockin' | |
| Pimp struttin' as | |
| I walk in | |
| Say what, all my bitches talkin' | |
| Daz It' s like way too often, | |
| I keep rockin' | |
| All my niggas that can hear my beat knockin' | |
| Pimp struttin' out here all my homies hawkin' | |
| At the party all the homies | |
| Cwalkin' Soopafly | |
| I make a left on | |
| Atlantic then | |
| I Ride by | |
| Seen my niggas from the | |
| Pound so I Slide by | |
| Say what' s happenin' to them niggas that don' t Know my | |
| Name and my game, give a fuck | |
| I' m So high | |
| Ran out to get the plan out the Swooptyblue | |
| What' s happenin' crack a nigga with that Wooptywoo | |
| Hit the back, shack stepped to this Rack that crack | |
| Laid down the game, gangs can' t stop The mack | |
| I say I' m a pimp and I am | |
| Hard on a ho, make her say Got damn | |
| They say what chu' want, | |
| I say girl Why tell | |
| They say give up cash, | |
| I say Eat my gel | |
| Backed up into my | |
| Lincoln that Be knockin' | |
| I need somebody, rolled up my weed bust a Gride | |
| Roll two joints, a blunt leave the stash Up front | |
| While I turn up the beat and give em' What they want Hook Daz | |
| Gangstas do all the doin' Make ends | |
| And everything that ain' t ours Take in | |
| I saw you bitches, she wanna eat a Fat dick | |
| Make a nigga grip the heat and Blast shit | |
| All the homies | |
| Cwalkin' in the Parking lot | |
| We in khakis blast niggas in Karl Kani | |
| Nigga this a gangsta party and you ain' t supposed to be here | |
| Nigga best to beware, prepared Look a here | |
| I' ma tell ya how G' s do | |
| With the chrome, with the | |
| R go These too Kurupt | |
| Soopafly and | |
| Kurupt and we' re Back again | |
| If ya trip then crip, gang bang blood Drip | |
| Come equipped or don' t come at all to the strip | |
| Or ya might get hit with shit to make ya flip | |
| If that ain' t the case, | |
| I' ma tell ya to ya face | |
| Let the sun shine on my car, fuck all y' all Hook Kurupt adlibs |