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Gimme of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, check 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, don't an apparatus
'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the

Down in yellow 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

They be strippin' and wigglin' ass
Hope you your playa pass
Tray Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze
Bigger than big in L.A.
4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yae,

Dogghouse, turnin' it out and if you dope
You gots to get, the out, that's 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 sky pager

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

Know the dog keep the hip rocks, bangin'
Hoes steady from the gang 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 with me up to the dogghouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is
bomb, I'm likin'

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

Remind me of the noisiest
Ladies all over the place, and niggas 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, sayin' fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse swervin' in a
Puffin' on some from my comrade blue
And got my little bitch, catch a too

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

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

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

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

I be mobbin' down the road tryin' to bag up my
I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearin' up the of my khakis
I'm tryin' to reach my dog red
But this hoe let me know, which way to go, I'm movin' slow

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