Gimme some of that G Goldie Loc Yeah, that's what I'm talkin Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh huh
2X: Snoop Dogg We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, the homeboy Tray-Deee Waniac, Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say What you say, (we do this like everyday)
[Rappin' Did ya get the dank, did ya get the Yeah I got the dank, you got the gas in the V.I.P. status, don't an apparatus 'cause the I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse Toastin Remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out for the wizard, creepin through the fog Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the ball gon be strippin and wigglin ass Hope you brought your pass Tray-Deee, Goldie half dead, the blaze sacks Bigger than big in L.A. 4 Tay representin for the damn yae, Beeyotch
2ND HOOK: Dogg DoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you aint dope you to get The out, that's on the O G D P, (say what) And that's how it is you fuckin wit me
Don't matter how you come, use all Ties become tangled the cutthroat strangles My hookup, long Better like a nationwide sky pager Them hoes save us, about bein playas On the we can deal wit you playa haters We hit the spot, every city got a What you makin when you it to a different type of level that it pops Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady Hoes sangin from the gang that we claimin Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc won't you that rap
[Trip my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot To see if he with me up to the DoggHouse Hit the weed he lightin, outside little is fightin bomb, I'm likin Holla at my folks I know up in the Nigga ready to ride as as he get dressed Now we ready to roll, hit the store, the carpool lane Once again on, big chiefin Remind me of the noisiest Ladies all over the place, and super laced How we it, saggin in my 5 0 1 Killin my lungs, keepin these and bitches on one
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[Tray Man I got warrants, bad tax, sayin fuck it Headed up to swervin in a bucket Puffin on some bomb from my comrade And got my bitch catch a contact too House shoes with the blue suit and my locs on Swoopin to some Soopafly, my smoke on Nigga Loc got the heat on roast it 4 Tay on the way plus the is posted Bout to set it off bet it's off the Straight crooks, gettin money off the Makin nothin but that shit that niggas lovin Thuggin at the house party, fuck goin
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[Goldie Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers Let's all get the money then these motherfuckers Cocksuckers, they can't us Now put up your choppers, just in they rollin wit them coppers I shut em down, DoggPound for bitches I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm hittin Ice skatin dicthes I'm to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches I be mobbin down the road to bag up my bags I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the back of my I'm tryin to reach my dogg Red But this hoe won't let me know, way to go I'm slow My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm nigga DoggPound crip for life And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn
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