Artist: Tha Dogg Pound Album: That Was Then This Is Now Song: How Tha West Was Won Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] (Dogg Pound) Dogg Pound Gangstaz, banger (watch out, watch out, pow) Kurupt son (watch out, watch out, pow) Dat Nigga Daz (watch out, watch out, pow) This is, a Dogg Pound banger (watch out, watch out, pow) [Chorus] (How the West was won) Small deuce, small auto (How the West was won) Let me show what it's bout-a (How the West was won) Too much gunpowder outta (How the West was won) Pull it out and just holla [Daz] How the West was won; from G niggaz behind the mask Behind the trigger, layin down ALL of my enemies Pop like them bitches do in Centipede Nissan Sentras, and L Co's, lowriders You know the West ain't the West without the blaze and the gunfire While I spray, the enemies crossed out, high speed chase Pistol nigga tossed out [Kurupt] I'ma I'ma show you what it is bein flossed out What'chu got? Jackings ain't a thing of the past Just bring your ass past and I'll show you the future and past nigga This is what it is... I take from the rich and I don't give a shit, ain't this a bitch? We ride like stagecoaches Got hammers in holsters and all over posters Busta, you better pack your gun Cause I'ma show you motherfuckers actually how the West was... [Chorus] [Daz] Y.G.'s, young gangsters, B.G.'s baby gangsters Original gangsters, gang related With no thrill {?} best takin half your crew Down by law, respect it nigga, when I drew down Don't nobody move, walkbys and drivebys They all die, within the blink of an eye Clouds they light they man through the sky Two holster khaki blue Chucks and a tee, West coast For L-I-F-E cain't nobody do it like CA-LI We blast that ass up so fuckin bad-ly Dayton with some laces a corner fresh Caddy I'm swervin, don't you know, actually, how the West... [Chorus] [Kurupt] All I know is keep it all hood We bang on bustaz and do as I should If I could, nigga I wish I would Young locs let's push nigga 'til we cain't move Smashin is all I know D-O-double-G, nigga P-O U-N-D, the last generation We ride our occupation, this is how the West was kept in operation, don't come out here playin my nigga Actin like you sprayin or K'in my nigga Back in the days I was swervin On swerve, stop then go in reverse On bang, young dope boy, Daz Gotti old dawg, I'm such a old soul I got my nina ross like it's eighty-fo' You might see me bouncin in the fo' [Chorus] [Outro] How the West was won, NIGGA~!