Initiated/Thug Pound lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac]
Live in this motherf*cker
Thug Pound, b*tch
Kurupt
Daz
Makaveli
E.D.I.
Kastro
Hussein
You know, b*tch, the whole motherf*ckin' clique
We gon' hit your ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row, b*tch, hahaha
Ayo, Kurupt, you first to blast, n*gga
And you know how we do it on the Westside, n*gga
Ridin', ride on
What, b*tch?
We ballin', huh
For real
For real

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
For real, I got a cartridge of blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button, thinkin' that it was what it wasn't (Uh-huh)
sh*t's hectic, the bomb Vietnam rhyme don
With the semi-auto, fracture your torso to your spine
The back cracker, smack you with my verbals and graphic grammar
My verbal murder stretch from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer all across the planet
n*ggas crumble like granite from Tahiti to the Mid-Atlantic (Uh-huh)
Probable cause to get hit (Hit), sh*t (sh*t)
n*ggas best get physically and mentally fit (Fit)
Show your ho, I ignore her
For real, and I can tell, on the DL, I got an indecent proposal for her (b*tch)
Mashin' in the Ford Explorer, hellhound holds the horror
Escape from the Box of Pandora with somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound, vocal viper to invade the block
f*ckin' b*tch paid the price of a snitch, the Nicky Scarfo
Comin' through to bust death spreads through camps like Parvo
Young Gotti, Kurupt SC with the dope and the green weed
Indeed, I'm out to get high and supply what you need
Mr. Postman, comin' through with all the mail
What you need? I got for sale on the stairwell to hell
[Interlude]
Ayy
Get your hand out my pocket, n*gga

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
I wake up sparkin' and get wild when the streets darken
And plague drinkin' kegs 'til y'all n*ggas beg pardon
You labeled Pah nerdy, just know I do this job dirty
Like Donna Karan New York, call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
n*ggas ain't seen time, I travel courts and dream crime
My room like the million-dollar bill folded with green blinds
Pages of hundreds for shams I run that hole in quickies
Dollar bills is Nintendos, the windows is folded fifties
Y'all old cops lost it, drinkin' the scotch coughless
I don't like movies, so I hit up the Box Office
You the softest, I'm takin' your honeys, they Telly pieces
Wearin' my f*ckin' di*k around they neck like Kelly leashes
My boys and me is poison, we don't get along equal
Fight each other like brothers, it's all good, we strong people
More strain on the brain and the pain I deal with
Ill with nasty n*ggas, my whole crew on some real sh*t
For real, b*tch, the steel clique, I bill with menaces
Your number-one nemesis, pal graphical like Genesis

[Interlude: 2Pac]
Stupid motherf*ckers
Outlaw Immortals, b*tch
Dogg Pound, Thug Life, you know how we f*ckin' do this sh*t
You stupid motherf*ckers, don't get chills, man
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Now, take a look inside my mind
That pen' time made me wise and still I rise
'Cause my ambitions as a rider like landmines
Lyrics turn n*ggas into smithereens
Music so lethal, turn coliseums to murder scenes
I'm Makaveli the Don, that's what they tell me
I'm armed, I'm droppin' n*ggas like bombs, get in that ass like a thong
Picture a felon in your presence
Takin' busters back to the essence
Tellin' my people peep my lethal message
Visions of me gettin' money got me in mash mode
Murderous motives for n*ggas stoppin' my cash flow
You can't fight it, n*gga, let go
Witness the sound, made your b*tch ass bow down to Death Row
Mama, these n*ggas got me fightin' these three strikes
Showin' up in court, f*ck what you thought, it's street Nikes
I put the game down first, put my n*ggas up on it
Now we Amerikaz Most Wanted, feel me?

[Verse 4: Kastro]
Since my only fear of death is mama cryin' for help
And OG daddy wanna ride when I know he ain't got sh*t else
Since I'm his only soldier
Nobody else gonna roll for me and I know
Without the Row and Immortal Outlaw (Yo, K), I'll be forgotten for sure
Plus this Thug Life, it got me livin'
Initiated player-hated without givin'
A single f*ck
Why they jinglin', baby, all on my nuts?
I be singlin', fingerin' b*tches to f*ck
[Chorus: 2Pac]
b*tches is wild, n*ggas is lame
I hung around with real n*ggas, got exposed to the game
Motherf*ckers actin' crazy, busted me in the jaw
Initiated as an Outlaw, hahahaha

[Interlude]
Yeah, motherf*cker

[Verse 5: Daz Dillinger]
Now, a mission ain't a mission if nobody rides
And a mission ain't a mission if nobody dies
And a mission ain't complete if the enemy don't sleep
Enemies rest in peace, deceased f*ckin' with me (n*ggas is wild)
I gotta accomplish the goal, I'm out seekin' gold
Dispose the strap, gotta let off because I'm rough and raw
Never fell to my knees for sh*t, 'cause I demand sh*t
With Diz-Daz Dillinger drillin' you for your sh*t
On the streets for the sixth time, in and out for the crime
My ranked crimes add up in food stamp, dollars, and dimes
I'm slippin', slidin', f*cked up, n*gga, what up?
In the cut, flossin' like a motherf*cker, what up?
Beside LB, now tell me where you comin' from?
That ain't where I see thangs, and n*gga, what's the outcome?

[Verse 6: E.D.I. Mean]
For so many days, and so many ways
We've been duckin' strays they delivers
But still, we some Bad Boy killers for the scrillas
I dump in you n*ggas' livers, then watch your body shiver
And your mama quiver from the way you just got lit up
Hit up the West Side on my way out (West Side)
Y'all whole crew should've knew it was on from Makaveli's first day out
Now y'all gettin' played out
And laid out for public display
On this day, y'all n*ggas is history
'Cause the whole crew is b*tches to me, listen to me
E.D.I., not many of y'all can see me
'Cause I attack that ass like AIDS attacked Eazy, believe me
'Cause although now, I'm just a young stolder
I'm soon to be a gun holder
Initiated to the clique with a left to my lip, now the fuss over