At It Again

I just got paid, it's Friday night

The party's jumping, I feel so high

Dogg Pound Gangstaz, we at it again

Party's popping, from beginning to end

Gimme what cha got, move something for me

Show me what ya got, shoot something for me

Who got the Henn? Who got the bud?

Stash, slash, hazel hash

Hit me with the world dog

Keep them cuffs on your girl dog

I'm a major majority, of this party

Gangsta party, Kurupt Young Gotti

'cause ain't nothing else to do

And when Friday hit, my day hit

See, it's all left up to you

It's your choice when Kurupt step up to you

Ain't nothing else for me to do besides dip

Going through it homie like it just ain't shhh

Now that I'm here, where you, at

Front to up, down, to back to front round the back

Okay let's say, you can do it your way

I'ma do it my way

Project to borough, today to tomorrow

Escapade to parade, expressway to highway

The freeway to tristate, 101045

Turn to 95, this side ride

Saturday's always the best of me

'cause the whole day ain't nothing but rest to me

I got ladies hitting me cause they just want to chill

Perfect requirements in a safe environment

Like what's that popping at the top of the hill

Where it's always popping like hits and villes

Sunday nights and it ain't no fights

The homie just added up at the Dogg House

Where everything was great it was 2008

Like a dream with a bottle and everything's fine

And Nate he started blowing on the mic

And Butch he started blowing on the mic

And G he started blowing on the mic

Dogg Pound Gangsters all day and all night