Snoop Dogg feat. D.O.C., RBX, Tha Dogg Pound Serial Killa Lyrics

Six million ways to die, choose one

[verse one:
kurupt, daz]

It's time to escape, but i don't know
where the f___ i'm headed
Up or down, right or left, life
or death
I see myself in a mist of smoke
Death becomes
any n____ that takes me for a joke
We hit a five dollar
stick, now we puttin in work
Unaccountable amounts of dirt,
death becomes all n____z
Anybody killa, you know what the
deal is
n____, you know what the real is

I see
some mark brand n____z on the corner flaggin me down
Sayin,
"yo daz, what's up with the pound?
Is that n____ snoop
alright? aiyyo what's up with the crew?
Is them n____z in
jail, or are them n____z through?"
I said, if you ain't up
on thangs
Snoop dogg is the name, dogg pound's the game
It's like this they don't understand
It's an everyday
thang, to g_______
Make that twist, don't be a b____, let
these n____z know
What's up with you i represent the pound
and death row
And can't no other m_________er in l.a. or
long beach
And compton, and watts, see d-o-g's
Now,
you can't come and you can't run, and you can't
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 m_________er, creepin and sleepin
6 feet
deep in, f___in with the pound is

[rbx] suicide, it's
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
Ain't no clue, on why
the f___ we do what we do
Leave you in a state of paranoia,
oooh
Don't make a move for your gat so soon cuz
I
drops bombs like platoon (ay n____)
Walk with me, hold my
hand and let me lead you
I'll take you on a journey, and i
promise i won't leave you
(i won't leave you) until you get
the full comprehension
And when you do, that's when the
mission
Or survival, becomes your every thought
Keep
your eyes open, cuz you don't wanna be caught
Half steppin
with your weapon on safety
Now break yourself m_________er
'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 a__
homeboys dwell
Well...

[rbx] suicide, it's a
suicide [4x]

Now tell me, what's my m_________in
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!
Let's picnic inside a morgue
Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets
And i got the
machine, that cracks your f___in 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, it's a suicide [4x]

Now tell
me, what's my m_________in name
Serial killa, serial killa,
serial killa

(wake up in the morning, to lucky charms
cereal)