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

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

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

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

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

Make moves, can't lose if I do it way
Fuck a fight, ain't fin' to put they gat away
That's fast lane, lil' kids here to blow your head
at a playa when you see me in the streets

Who got the phones for sale?
Who got it with the heat?
Who got the club with the top and parks for cars?

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

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

like no Dogghouse niggaz
So up the doo-doo
We get 2 bang
That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang,

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

It's about weight, fuck a few ki's move
And you doublin' your money if you take it
Once you town get the prices on the pound
the number to your boy have him come on down

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

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

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

So holla at a when you see me in the streets
Don't let the green fool you, tryin' to test me with some heat
'Cuz bye-bye you outta here, see you later
When I'm here a small part of everything major