Six million ways to die choose one

[Verse One: Kurupt Daz]

Its time to escape but I dont know where the f*ck im headed
Up or down right or left life or death
I see myself in a mist of smoke
Death becomes any nigga that takes me for a joke
We hit a five dollar stick now we puttin in work
Unaccountable amounts of dirt death becomes all niggaz
anybody killa you know what the deal is
Nigga you know what the real is

I see some mark brand niggaz on the corner flaggin me down
Sayin Yo Daz whats up with the Pound?
Is that nigga snoop alright? Aiyyo whats up with the crew?
Is them niggaz in jail or are them niggaz through?
i said if you aint up on thangs
Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pounds the game
Its like this they dont understand
Its an everyday thang to gangbang
Make that twist dont be a bitch let these niggaz know
Whats up with you I represent the Pound and Death Row
And cant no other motherf*cker in L.A. or Long Beach
and Compton and Watts see D-O-Gs
Now you cant come and you cant run and you cant
see long to the G of the gang
One gun is all that we need to put you to rest
Pump pump put 2 slugs dead in your chest
Now you dead then a motherf*cker creepin and sleepin
6 feet deep in f*ckin with the Pound is

[RBX] Suicide its a suicide [4X]

[Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

The cloud becomes black and the sky becomes blue
Now you in the midst of the Dogg Pound crew
Aint no clue on why the f*ck we do what we do
Leave you in a state of paranoia oooh
Dont make a move for your gat so soon cuz
I drops bombs like Platoon (ay nigga)
Walk with me hold my hand and let me lead you
Ill take you on a journey and I promise I wont leave you
(I wont leave you) until you get the full comprehension
And when you do thats when the mission
or survival becomes your every thought
Keep your eyes open cuz you dont wanna be caught
Half steppin with your weapon on safety
Now break yourself motherf*cker fore you make me
take this 211 to another level
I come up with your ends you go down with the devil
Now roam through the depths of hell
Where the rest your buster ass homeboys dwell
Well...

[RBX] Suicide its a suicide [4X]

Now tell me whats my motherf*ckin name
Serial killa serial killa serial killa

(Wake up in the morning to Lucky Charms cereal)

[Verse Three: RBX]

Deep deep like the mind of Minolta now picture this!
Lets picnic inside a morgue
Not pic-a-nic baskets pic-a-nic caskets
And I got the machine that cracks your f*ckin chest plates
open and release them guts
Then I release def cuts
Brutal jagged edged totally ruffneck
Now everybody scream nuff respect to the X
Nuff respect given
Disrespect and you will not be livin
Word to momma Emma drama dilemma

[RBX] Suicide its a suicide [4X]

Now tell me whats my motherf*ckin name
Serial killa serial killa serial killa

(Wake up in the morning to Lucky Charms cereal)