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Dogghouse Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh, huh We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight With the homeboy Tray Deee Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay What you say, what you say, huh? (We do this like everyday) Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank? Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank? V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage Down in yellow brick road my destination, the dogghouse Toastin' remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass Hope you brought your playa pass Tray Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks Bigger than big everyday in L.A. 4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yae, beeyotch Dogghouse, turnin' it out and if you ain't dope You gots to get, the fuck out, that's on the O G D P (Say what) And that's how it is when you fuckin' with me Don't matter how you come, use all angles Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles My hookup, long rangers Better float like a nationwide sky pager Them hoes save us, talk about bein' playas On the real, we can deal with you playa haters We hit the spot, every city got a block What you makin' when you take it To a different type of level that it pops Know the dog keep the hip rocks, steady bangin' Hoes steady sangin' from the gang that we claimin' Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap? Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot To see if he floatin' with me up to the dogghouse Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin' This bomb, I'm likin' Holla at my folks, I know up in the complex Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed Now we ready to roll, hit the store then the carpool lane Once again it's on, big chiefin' Remind me of the noisiest place Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1 Killin' my lungs, keepin' these homies and bitches on one Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin' fuck it Headed up to dogghouse swervin' in a bucket Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade blue And got my little bitch, catch a contact too House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on Swoopin' to some soopafly, gettin' my smoke on Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it 4 Tay on the way, plus the twins is posted 'Bout to set it off bet, it's off the hook Straight crooks, gettin' money off the books Makin' nothin' but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin' Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin' Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers Cocksuckers, they can't stop us, now put up your choppers Just in case they rollin' with them coppers I shut 'em down, doggpound for them bitches I be seein' you with snitches every time, I'm hittin' switches Ice skatin' over ditches I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches I be mobbin' down the road tryin' to bag up my bags I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearin' up the back of my khakis I'm tryin' to reach my dog dirty red But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go, I'm movin' slow My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walkin' Hundred miles of runnin', smellin' funny and I'm gunnin' nigga Doggpound gangsta crip for life And we gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night