Letras:Paris. It's Real.

I'm sick of all the shit in '94 so now I'm capping
Fucking with them devils every time I starts to rapping
Listen to the man 'cause the man is coming right
P Dog is in the house until them brothers see the light

But now understand I ain't concern with the bullshit
'Cause I know the truth I see their motherfucking hootprint
Got niggaz tripping off the violence and the 40 ounce
So I call my homies get my strap and go take forty out

That's the way I'm coming so you better tell a friend
Bitch, I ain't your boy, so respect me as a man
And niggaz understand that I'm down for whatever
We gotta make it better brothers gotta stick together
Pay attention to the

P-Dog
One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew

Pay attention to the P-Dog

Death with the record, death with the record
Death with the record, death with the record

Now house niggaz on the left wanna talk shit
Motherfucking devils on the right wanna dump a clip
Ever since I broke the grip of shame back in '89
I see tricks tripping all the time like I did a crime

Got me on the news 'cause they wanna hide the truth
But notice that I'm a soldier and I'm coming at the youth
Black guerrilla standing for my folks and I'm proud
This one's going out to the brothers locked down

Now as long as we keep playing by your rules
I'm leaving shit stains on your flag till I'm through time
After time I bring them motherfucking facts
I'm coming pro-black, understand where I'm at
Take a listen to the

P-Dog
One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew

Pay attention to the P-Dog

Death with the record, death with the record
Death with the record, death with the record

Never fucking with no dank, cut no drink
You can keep that shit for the next niggaz
Slanging with a weak rap, busta-ass bandwagon niggaz

Wanna be the new gangsta of the week on the street
But ain't got a clue, damn, it's a trip
How them devil-ass labels put everything they got in that shit

But they never push anything real for the good of the community
It should be plain to see, fucking over you and me
So I stay true to the game 'cause it's on, praise to Allah
Running real for the cause, never underestimate my enemies

But trip on how they operate 'cause they wanna see me slip
As long as I'm living, I keep giving you the facts
Bumping when I'm smuggling in the message in the rap

So pay attention now 'cause I'm about to catch a case
Them motherfucking snakes wanna nigga in his place
But I keep on saying P-Dog

One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew

Take a listen to the P-Dog

Death with the record, death with the record
Death with the record, death with the record
Death with the record, death with the record
Death with the record, death with the record