Gimme some of that g shit loc Yeah, that's what I'm talkin Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh huh
Hook 2x: snoop We got snoop dogg in the tonight, with the homeboy tray-deee Waniac, trip loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, you say What you say, huh? (we do this everyday)
[rappin' Did ya get the dank, did ya get the I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank? V.i.p. status, don't an apparatus 'cause the I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage Down in road my destination, the dogghouse Toastin remys, jimmies, we goin all out for the wizard, creepin through the fog Got some bad ass bitches, to the player's ball gon be strippin and wigglin ass Hope you brought your playa Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the twins sacks than big everyday in l.a. 4 tay representin for the whole yae, beeyotch
2nd hook: snoop Dogghouse, turnin it out, and if you ain't you gots 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 when the cutthroat My hookup, long Better float like a sky pager Them hoes save us, talk about bein On the real we can deal wit you playa We hit the spot, every city got a What you makin when you take it to a different type of level it pops Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, bangin steady sangin from the gang that we claimin Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, trip loc you spit that rap
loc] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the spot To see if he with me up to the dogghouse Hit the he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin bomb, I'm likin Holla at my folks I know up in the ready to ride as soon as he get dressed Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool Once again it's on, big me of the noisiest place Ladies all over the place, and niggas super How we like it, in my 5 0 1 Killin my lungs, keepin homies and bitches on one
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[tray Man I got warrants, bad tax, sayin fuck it Headed up to dogghouse swervin in a Puffin on some from my comrade blue And got my little catch a contact too House shoes with the khaki suit and my locs on to some soopafly, gettin my smoke on Nigga goldie loc got the heat on it 4 tay on the way plus the is posted to set it off bet it's off the hook Straight crooks, gettin money off the Makin nothin but that gangsta shit niggas lovin Thuggin at the house party, fuck clubbin
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loc] Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers Let's all get the money then these motherfuckers Cocksuckers, they can't us Now put up choppers, just in case they rollin wit them coppers I em down, doggpound for them bitches I be seein you with everytime I'm hittin switches Ice over dicthes I'm to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches I be mobbin down the tryin to bag up my bags I'm saggin so hard I'm up the back of my khakis I'm to reach my dogg dirty red But hoe won't let me know, which way to go I'm movin My chucks only come wit a miles of walkin Hundred miles of runnin funny and I'm gunnin nigga gangsta crip for life And we gon in this motherfucker all damn night
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