Yeah, another one of those Snoop D O G, L.T. Hutton thangs Yeah, we all off up in the hills right now about two in the morning I got big on the grill it way real Dogg Dogg, have you seen my
If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G
If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G
Any problems, any you can holla at my Dogg Holla at my Dogg, you can at my Dogg, ohh Any problems, any you could holla at my Dogg (If you got beef, D P G) (Holla at me, the D O G) at my Dogg, holla at my Dogg (If you got beef, D P G) (Holla at me, the D O G)
If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G
The life I lead, the average nigga would have down a long time ago Try to bang in a show and get like The Crow Any day now, we run at my nigga them killas is Natal We see it all like night owls and we on the prowl
They wanna see me shine again, they fuckin' with my mind again But as as I finish this Heineken, I gotta go get my nine again It got a body on it from a don't it? Yeah, I tryin' to slang it, but don't nobody want it
They help you with band-aids, we comin' with grenades You ain't seen this many niggas in life with diamonds and braids I'm from the home where they get and gang related raids Fuck y'all, that start after colors was made Let's C-walk to that, and never me no hassle 'Cause I come from one of the worst in Paso
If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G
If you got beef, L O C holla at me, the D O G If you got beef, D P G holla at me, the D O G
It ain't no mystery you me you dissin' my clique And ain't no question we come steppin' to get in your shit So why you actin' a bitch? Puttin' your business on wax When we could scrap or slap a clip, if you to crack
See in the pen we got a name for runnin' they yap Sale soldiers, roll 'em up with somethin' up in they Handles ours, scars, Shackles, guards and all And we the last niggas standin' once they to fall
Make the call, or fuck it, kick off the brawl 'Cuz I'm ridin' with my Doggs, win, lose, or Dogg pound insane, neighborhood twenty it And every gangsta that I hang with to bang
Full time pull mines and I to bust Fuck a pass, I mash, anybody get touched So make my taste just like a dick in your mouth And watch the way you on my nuts when you it out, Dogg house
Any problems, any problems you can at my Dogg Holla at my Dogg, you can at my Dogg, ohh Any problems, any you could holla at my Dogg (If you got beef, D P G) (Holla at me, the D O G) at my Dogg, holla at my Dogg (If you got beef, D P G) (Holla at me, the D O G)
You got a muthafuckin' problem with my then you got one with me the S to the Y, the L, just drop three keys As I flee, to the L.T.'s, to make the magic It's those that talk, and those that shit happen
So what'cha say? You wanna You got beef? D.P the heat, straight to the street Honey west, I the mission complete them bitches who talk that shit Be them bitches that's gettin' ass beat
Now come round here fuckin' with us on the real homeboy, we'll be fuckin' you up And to you who be thinking y'all could slide by With punk shit, bitch, biddity bye bye
I fuck a bitch up faster than I do a See to me, most bitches is women but bitch you'z a We got and codes, G's and hoes Friends and foes, ride or get on
If you got beef, D P G at me, the D O G Nigga, nigga,