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Gimme some of that G Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh, huh

We got Dogg in the house tonight
With the homeboy Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay the bay
you say, what you say, huh?
(We do like everyday)

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 with, they all about the cabbage

Down in brick road my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin' remys, jimmies, we goin' all out
for the wizard, creepin' through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the ball

They be strippin' and wigglin' ass
you brought your playa pass
Tray Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins sacks
than big everyday in L.A.
4 Tay for the whole damn yae, beeyotch

Dogghouse, turnin' it out and if you ain't
You gots to get, the fuck out, on the O G D P
(Say what)
And that's how it is when you fuckin' me

Don't how you come, use all angles
Ties become when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long
Better float like a nationwide sky

Them hoes save us, talk bein' playas
On the real, we can deal you playa haters
We hit the spot, city got a block
What you when you take it
To a different of level that it pops

Know the dog keep the hip rocks, bangin'
Hoes steady sangin' the gang that we claimin'
Yo, waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?

my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he with me up to the dogghouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is
This bomb, I'm

Holla at my folks, I up in the complex
Nigga to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the then the carpool lane
Once again on, big chiefin'

Remind me of the noisiest
all over the place, and niggas super laced
How we it, saggin' in my 5 0 1
Killin' my lungs, these homies and bitches on one

Man, I got warrants, bad tax, sayin' fuck it
Headed up to swervin' in a bucket
Puffin' on some bomb from my 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 on roast it
4 Tay on the way, plus the twins is

'Bout to set it off bet, it's off the
crooks, gettin' money off the books
Makin' nothin' but that gangsta shit niggas lovin'
Thuggin' at the house party, goin' clubbin'

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 rollin' them coppers

I 'em down, doggpound for them bitches
I be seein' you with snitches every time, I'm switches
Ice skatin' ditches
I'm true to the game, I'm out to get them riches

I be down the road tryin' to bag up my bags
I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearin' up the back of my
I'm tryin' to reach my dog red
But this hoe won't let me know, way to go, I'm movin' slow

My chucks only come with a hundred of walkin'
Hundred miles of runnin', smellin' funny and I'm nigga
Doggpound crip for life
And we gon' party in this motherfucker all night