Gimme some of that g goldie loc Yeah, what I'm talkin 'bout Yeah, check out y'all, uh huh huh
Hook 2x: dogg We got snoop in the house tonight, with the homeboy tray-deee Waniac, trip loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, you say What you say, huh? (we do like everyday)
4-tay] 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 need an 'cause the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the in yellobrick road my destination, the dogghouse Toastin remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out Lookin for the wizard, creepin 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 for the whole damn yae, beeyotch
2nd hook: dogg Dogghouse, it out, and if you ain't dope you gots to get The fuck out, on the o g d p, (say what) And how it is when you fuckin wit me
Don't how you come, use all angles Ties become tangled when the cutthroat My hookup, long float like a nationwide 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 you makin when you take it to a different type of level that it pops Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady Hoes steady sangin from the gang that we Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, trip loc won't you spit rap
loc] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies To see if he floatin me up to the dogghouse Hit the he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin This bomb, I'm Holla at my folks I up in the complex Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the lane Once again on, big chiefin Remind me of the place Ladies all over the place, and niggas super How we it, saggin in my 5 0 1 my lungs, keepin these homies and bitches on one
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[tray Man I got warrants, bad tax, still fuck it up to dogghouse swervin in a bucket Puffin on some bomb my comrade blue And got my little bitch a contact too House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my on Swoopin to soopafly, gettin my smoke on Nigga goldie loc got the heat on it 4 tay on the way plus the twins is Bout to set it off bet off the hook Straight crooks, gettin off the books Makin nothin but gangsta shit that niggas lovin Thuggin at the house party, fuck goin
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[goldie Let me hear you say pimps, banks, Let's all get the money murder these motherfuckers Cocksuckers, can't stop us Now put up your choppers, just in case they wit them coppers I shut em down, doggpound for bitches I be you with snitches everytime I'm hittin switches Ice skatin over I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get riches I be mobbin down the road tryin to bag up my I'm saggin so hard I'm up the back of my khakis I'm tryin to reach my dogg red But this hoe let me know, which way to go I'm movin My chucks only come wit a hundred of walkin Hundred of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin nigga Doggpound gangsta for life And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn
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