Gimme of that g shit goldie loc Yeah, that's what I'm 'bout Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh huh
Hook 2x: snoop We got snoop dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy 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, need an apparatus 'cause the I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage Down in 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 player's They gon be and wigglin ass Hope you brought playa pass Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the blaze sacks than big everyday in l.a. 4 tay representin for the whole damn yae,
2nd snoop dogg Dogghouse, turnin it out, and if you ain't dope you to get The fuck out, on the o g d p, (say what) And how it is when you fuckin wit me
Don't matter how you come, use all Ties become when the cutthroat strangles My hookup, rangers Better like a nationwide sky pager hoes save us, talk about bein playas On the real we can deal wit you haters We hit the spot, every city got a What you makin when you take it to a different type of that it pops Know the keep the hip rocks, steady bangin steady sangin from the gang that we claimin Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, loc won't you spit that rap
loc] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the spot To see if he floatin me up to the dogghouse Hit the weed he lightin, outside niggas is fightin This bomb, I'm Holla at my folks I up in the complex Nigga ready to ride as as he get dressed Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool again it's on, big chiefin Remind me of the noisiest Ladies all over the place, and niggas laced How we it, saggin in my 5 0 1 Killin my lungs, these homies and bitches on one
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[tray Man I got warrants, bad tax, sayin fuck it Headed up to dogghouse in a bucket on some bomb from my comrade blue And got my little catch a contact too House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my on to some soopafly, gettin my smoke on Nigga loc got the heat on roast it 4 tay on the way plus the twins is Bout to set it off bet it's off the Straight crooks, gettin money off the nothin but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin Thuggin at the party, fuck goin clubbin
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[goldie Let me hear you say pimps, banks, Let's all get the money then murder motherfuckers Cocksuckers, can't stop us Now put up your choppers, just in case rollin wit them coppers I shut em down, doggpound for bitches I be seein you with everytime I'm hittin switches Ice over dicthes I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them 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 to reach my dogg dirty red But this hoe won't let me know, way to go I'm slow My chucks only come wit a hundred of walkin miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin nigga Doggpound gangsta crip for And we gon party in this all damn night
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