[Bigg Snoop a fool fo' dis, yeah My dogg Hi-Tek, Cincinnati, Ohio! shit, y'all know how we get down 7 dizzles a wizzle, Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go
Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna some Zest Psyche, we like the Bom, somebody ring the alarm And hit the folks at the Let my homies off the I shall see the nigga in charge Push... outta office, dump 'til they get off us Make them offers, that niggas in coffins
[Goldie Can you feel it my nigga, I'm 'bout to it my niggas Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta millas Coke killas, when it to off mic'n wit me I was in a gang, fuck havin' techniques Just ride, not a lettin' these fools breathe Pop peas, push keys, a stash fo' yo cheese Is it possible that laws might get Hell yeah they be hatin' on the 3 Fellas
[Tray Over-dosage of ferocious, WestCoast in Bang gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck Hold and respect, cold as it get, don't test Kidnap ya and ya kids, you get the message Insanity, me to savagely spit Suffer casualties, me, I handle it quick No talkin', C-Walkin', we the block off Lettin' the off And throwin' up
[Hook: Nate niggas and we all in yo house Gang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out Eastside ridaz and we all in yo Dogg Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Deee loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me Always got a bitch, but never in the seat the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out
[Goldie Yeah! it's about to get out crazy Blast on all you with the throw away to daily Don't you shoot that little no mo' That ain't what he when he hit the chest went through his heart, came out his elbow You shouldn't have been talkin' that shit boy Sayin' the wrong against the real McCoy Didn't I was a cold-blooded gangsta If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, we'll catch ya
[Tray We exploded, and sewed it up Sprayed shots to the crowed, a loaded pump Keep this mothafucka 'til they close it up Then we wit a sip and some hoes to fuck Pour late, the hard way, ain't no bustas So explict you can only get it a year Eastsidaz, the ridaz, they the game And let you know from go, we straight came to bang
[Bigg Snoop Put me on a if you dare and I doubt you see someone here, who gave a fuck about you? Niggas on the streets gon' talkin' shit about you As long as you fool, it's bigger than 'bout too Fuck wit fools, that ain't paid us And try to turn the homies traitaz Blue rags with blue balls, fo' all you I a shout out to the killas Yeah them and Raiders
It's D-O double G'z Ain't really fuckin' wit deez
[Bigg Snoop Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
DoggHouse in ya We them niggas talkin' about
Snoop Dogg] Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
Niggas betta run and hide, we to ride
Snoop Dogg] Who let the doggs out?
[Soopafly (Bigg Dogg)] Who let the mothafuckin' doggs (Woof, woof)
Snoop Dogg] Who let them Eastside ridaz
[Goldie Now all the locs and doggs, who in big balls, say chips! (Chips!) And all the women wit in well fed conditions, you bitch! (You Bitch!)
[Bigg Dogg] Hey! who let the gate open? Police and we still smokin' you drinkin' on Loc'y, Loc'y? Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy we tokin' on the wo'gy, doggy
Loc] Say woof mothafucka!, mothafucka! Mighty mowed his ass, take his block fo' the up, make about a million a month Hittin' Bloods!, guns!
[Hook: Nate WestCoast and we all in yo house Gang bang niggas we gon' this bitch out Eastside and we all in yo mouth Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' out Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Deee loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me Always got a bitch, but never in the front Still the same let the mothafuckin' out