Come and go me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! (Here ye, Here ye, one come all) To a place that be, it LBC (I'm ridin' baby) and go with me to Doggylaaaaaaaaaaaaand!! To a that be, call it LBC
1st Now if you of the hard work tears and and you breakin' neck and you up in debt. round town all strapped in, niggas be havin' more bad than Captain Rat did. Two none left, out of breath Livin' in the city a jungle yo. All deception on top of stress, you havin' more problems a algebra test. You can't seem to up, wit yo' money for rent, and now yo' baby momma she want fifty percent. It's a thin line, yours and mine the difference is you scratch to a get nickel and dime. Now I a place where Ya' wanna be and I can take you there Pop the nine, We'll go right behind You can slide off your sit back and recline.
2nd Oh your homies think you're Doin' stick ups for Just to the honeys (This is for the honeys) Got yo' rocks, so you in the sack, you got two strikes, but you back up to bat. You all about yo' money and got something to but if you for a robber you'll be back in the jail cell. You chillin' wit yo' up Someone but baby without the homies and that's when you got up. Because you can't be out doin' low and then gather up yo' crew and roll. Ain't no rules when you out doin' dirt, somebody's always in the cut to get ya' hurt. But see, I know a where you might be and I can take you Pop the nine, We'll go right behind You can slide off your sit back and recline.
Bridge Here ye, ye, come one, come all. To a place be, call it LBC. (I'm wit' ya' baby) Lemme holla to a home boy real quick, know what I'm he travelin' in the fast lane.
Stop the life it seem we are on, to slow your roll, Let Doggyland be new home, Stop the it seem that we are on, to slow your roll, Let be your new home.
Verse Doggyland is the town where goin' diz-owne (It's down) is free, and no HIV. (What?) And niggas don't one another (Oh why is that?) a brother is a brother. (And about the mothers?) queens, righteous, man, heaven be like this, green like the grass in the summertime. Ain't no peneteneries and ain't doin' time. And oh yeah, I'm the big O-K'er, I'm than the senator, than the mayor. Heaven on it's a prayer. And you get in without yo' gold card you got to be a player. Now you a place where You gots to be and I you there, Pop goes the nine, we'll go behind You can slide off shoes sit back and recline.