Six million ways to die, choose one

It`s time to escape, but I don`t know where the f**k I`m headed
Up or down, right or left, life or death
I see myself in a mist of smoke
Death becomes any ni**a that takes me for a joke

We hit a five dollar stick, now we puttin` in work
Unaccountable amounts of dirt, death becomes all ni**az
Anybody killa, you know what the deal is
Ni**a, you know what the real is

I see some mark brand ni**az on the corner flaggin` me down
Sayin, "Yo Daz, what`s up with the Pound?
Is that ni**a Snoop alright? Aiyyo what`s up with the crew?
Is them ni**az in jail, or are them ni**az 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 gang bang

Make that twist, don`t be a bitch, let these ni**az know
What`s up with you I represent the Pound and Death Row
And can`t no other motherf**ker 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
Put two slugs dead in your chest

Now you dead then a motherf**ker creepin` and sleepin`
6 feet deep in, f**kin` with the Pound is

Suicide, it`s a suicide
Suicide, it`s a suicide
Suicide, it`s a suicide
Suicide, it`s a suicide

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**k we do what we do
Leave you in a state of paranoia, ooh

Don`t make a move for your gat so soon
`Cause I drops bombs like Platoon
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

Until you get the full comprehension
And when you do, that`s when the mission
For survival, becomes your every thought
Keep your eyes open, `cause you don`t wanna be caught

Half steppin` with your weapon on safety
Now break yourself motherf**ker, `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 busta ass homeboys dwell
Well

Suicide, it`s a suicide
Suicide, it`s a suicide
Suicide, it`s a suicide

Now tell me, what`s my motherf**kin` name?
Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa
Wake up in the mornin`, to Lucky Charms cereal

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**kin` chest plates

Open and release them guts then I release def cuts
Brutal, jagged edged, totally ruff neck
Now everybody scream nuff respect to the X
Nuff respect given, disrespect and you will not be livin`
Word to momma, Emma, drama, dilemma

Suicide, it`s a suicide
Suicide, it`s a suicide
Suicide, it`s a suicide

Now tell me, what`s my motherf**kin` name?
Serial killa, serial killa, serial killa
Wake up in the mornin`, to Lucky Charms cereal