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

We got Snoop Dogg in the tonight
With the homeboy Deee
Waniac, Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay
What you say, 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, don't need an
'Cause the niggas I fuck with, all about the cabbage

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

gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass
Hope you brought your playa
Tray Deee, Goldie dead, the twins blaze sacks
Bigger big everyday in L.A.
4 Tay representin' for the whole yae, beeyotch

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' with me

Don't matter how you come, use all
become tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, rangers
Better float a nationwide sky pager

Them hoes save us, talk about playas
On the real, we can with you playa haters
We hit the spot, city got a block
you makin' when you take it
To a type of level that it pops

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

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

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

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

Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin' it
Headed up to dogghouse swervin' in a
Puffin' on some bomb from my blue
And got my little bitch, catch a too

House shoes with the khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin' to soopafly, gettin' my smoke on
Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it
4 Tay on the way, plus the twins is

'Bout to set it off bet, off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin' money off the
Makin' nothin' but that gangsta shit that niggas
at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'

Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then murder these
Cocksuckers, they can't stop us, now put up choppers
in case they rollin' with them coppers

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

I be mobbin' 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 hoe won't let me know, which way to go, I'm movin' slow

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