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Shabba doo
Bad Azz, is another Dogghouse experience
Feels good in here,

If a ran up on you
Bad Azz, me what would you do
We get 2 bang
That Gangsta Gang

like no Dogghouse niggaz
So fire up the
We get 2 bang
That Dogghouse Gang, Westcoast

at a playa when you see me in the streets
I'm often traffic tryin' to get it 'cuz a gotta eat
We can holla if it's 'bout my plate
I like killin' somebody when a nigga ain't late

It's about weight when you smart shit it don't flip right
Put the ties and dees, it won't slip right
Get the wrong blunt for the weed it won't hit
And money don't on trees so what I look like

Make moves, lose if I do it that way
Fuck a fight, nobody fin' to put they gat away
That's fast lane, lil' kids here to your head away
Holla at a playa you see me in the streets

Who got the cell for sale?
Who got it crackin' the heat?
Who got the club the top shop and parks for cars?

The Ese do the paint and body shop in the yard
Who got the hook-up the burned out 2 way pagers?
Can you give me a vest or a infrared
See me, I'm just a brother everything made for

If a ran up on you
Bad Azz, tell me what you do
We get ready 2
Dogghouse Gangsta Gang

Psycho like no Dogghouse
So fire up the
We get ready 2
That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang,

Holla at a playa when you see me on the
I'm often traffic to get it 'cuz a nigga gotta eat
We can holla if 'bout fillin' my plate
I feel like killin' somebody when a nigga late

It's weight, fuck a few ki's move freight
And you your money if you take it upstate
Once you outta town get the prices on the
Shoot the number to your boy him come on down

a few of those who know money like y'all
All Lakers say is, "Damn, y'all is ballin'"
Y'all back callin' all shots round
to have to bring two Glocks 'round here
It's about five different gangs and the cops 'round

And today Long Beach's about as as it is
And we'll live, if we ever even see it
Believe it and how they get ain't no secret
But gon' try to keep it from you when they see you

Learn to keep on movin' you gon' see the tables on turnin'
First I was with no paper and no hoes
Now I got in the show biz glow

So holla at a playa you see me in the streets
let the green grab fool you, tryin' to test me with some heat
'Cuz bye-bye you here, gon' see you later
When I'm still a small part of everything major