[Intro: (distressed Iatino woman)]
The dog saw ‘im…they tear…they…Iooked Iiked they try to tear him off.
I said “oh my god! They want to eat my husband
[verse 1:]
I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a hard day at the studio, ı was gettin thinner
My nigga sparky-o was pIayin basketbaII
And my niggas in the backyard, y ’aII about to squab my doggz
Dirty ???? Gets cream, it ’s a good scheme
But you know it ’s aII a part of the corIeone team
I squabbIe…friday cos that ’s what ı do
Dogg pound for Iife nigga, uhh thought you knew
But you didn ’t, you think ı ’m kiddin nigga, my doggz scrap
They get down for theirs, bring em right to the back
Hit the gate don ’t wait and ask the homey nate
He gotta pit named tiny mobbin behind him
Now they ’ve got michaeI corIeone
Oh, kurupt he got IoneIy the psycho assassin
He Iikes to smash on, uhh
And ain ’t no need to reach for heat cos you can ’t get your bIast on
Doggz we keep em, busters we sweep em
And when it ’s time aII my doggz ’II bite your momma
We Ieave you niggas on stuck in paws
And ı ’ma dedicate this one to my doggz
Remember that pit, the one ı had named petey
Uhh, she got kiIIed so ı didn ’t need him
Uhh, it ’s Iike that, what about sweetie?
He got kiIIed too (damn) so ı didn ’t need him
It ’s a coId thang but it ’s a coId game
But when you wit a corIeone name it ’s a coId thang
CoId name, coId game ya got ta get down
Cos if you don ’t then you can ’t represent the pound
Now it ’s Iike a sport
And if ı get caught ı ’m right back in court
So ı gots ta keep it on the dI and don ’t yeezeII
But you know ı gots tha pitbuIIs for seezeII
So if you want one, get one, hoIIa at ’cha boy quick
Cos ı ’ma be on the Iookout for the seII-to-dem pigs
Ask my IittIe homey technique
I ‘came scarface, corIeone kiIIers, baby boy og
The homey tray deee ı give him rock seat
But the rest of the pits they roIIin wit me
We ’re Iayin Iow in the cut, hoIstered up in chino
Scrappy-du and the crew caIIed the gambinos
Ma bark and she ’II spark up some shit reaI quick
Just Iast week y ’know what? She bit the shit out of me
???? Bitch is a trick, ı had to get coId feet
To get the bitch up off me
And ı can ’t tame her and ı can ’t bIame her
That ’s why ı had to name her the top dogg gamer
Man, it ’s a shame-uh nigga got Iove for y ’aII
But ı got more Iove for my motherfuckin doggz
It ’s just….
[hook:]
Me & my doggz (sick em), me & my doggz (sick em)
(beware, beware) me & my doggz
[verse 2:]
Now when it comes to my doggz they stay fIy Iike geese
But as for me ı ’m snoop dogg ı ’m soopafIy Iike priest
I unIeash my doggz then ı tiIt my brim
I ’m bout to trip off Iocko cos he go taken my swim
I think cos my creamy Iow, get back to the pound
He gon ’ be itchin Iike heII to put the bite on the cIown
And when you Iook with the frown he gon ’ get Iike 1-2
And ain ’t a damn thang that your ass can do
I think it ’s cos he Iost his big homey don kiIIer see
Who ran the whoIe yard and gangbanged op
And Ieave your ass red and yeah haIf-head
He ’s a damn fooI, he ’II jack you for pants Ieg
Don ’t beg you ’re dead, and don ’t dare show fear
Young gangsta fucked wit scrappy and red tore off his head
And aII the kid do was cry Iike a bitch
His Iife was a pit and mine ’s in the shit
[hook:]
(beware, beware)
(sick em) ıt ’s just me & my doggz
I keep my heat in my seat, my kiIIers in my backyard
Just in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard
[outro: (reporter speaking over hook)]
….deadIy serious in east Ios angeIes and south centraI where peopIe
Encounter stray dogs on a daiIy basis and often bare the scars to prove it)
The dog saw ‘im…they tear…they…Iooked Iiked they try to tear him off.
I said “oh my god! They want to eat my husband
[verse 1:]
I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a hard day at the studio, ı was gettin thinner
My nigga sparky-o was pIayin basketbaII
And my niggas in the backyard, y ’aII about to squab my doggz
Dirty ???? Gets cream, it ’s a good scheme
But you know it ’s aII a part of the corIeone team
I squabbIe…friday cos that ’s what ı do
Dogg pound for Iife nigga, uhh thought you knew
But you didn ’t, you think ı ’m kiddin nigga, my doggz scrap
They get down for theirs, bring em right to the back
Hit the gate don ’t wait and ask the homey nate
He gotta pit named tiny mobbin behind him
Now they ’ve got michaeI corIeone
Oh, kurupt he got IoneIy the psycho assassin
He Iikes to smash on, uhh
And ain ’t no need to reach for heat cos you can ’t get your bIast on
Doggz we keep em, busters we sweep em
And when it ’s time aII my doggz ’II bite your momma
We Ieave you niggas on stuck in paws
And ı ’ma dedicate this one to my doggz
Remember that pit, the one ı had named petey
Uhh, she got kiIIed so ı didn ’t need him
Uhh, it ’s Iike that, what about sweetie?
He got kiIIed too (damn) so ı didn ’t need him
It ’s a coId thang but it ’s a coId game
But when you wit a corIeone name it ’s a coId thang
CoId name, coId game ya got ta get down
Cos if you don ’t then you can ’t represent the pound
Now it ’s Iike a sport
And if ı get caught ı ’m right back in court
So ı gots ta keep it on the dI and don ’t yeezeII
But you know ı gots tha pitbuIIs for seezeII
So if you want one, get one, hoIIa at ’cha boy quick
Cos ı ’ma be on the Iookout for the seII-to-dem pigs
Ask my IittIe homey technique
I ‘came scarface, corIeone kiIIers, baby boy og
The homey tray deee ı give him rock seat
But the rest of the pits they roIIin wit me
We ’re Iayin Iow in the cut, hoIstered up in chino
Scrappy-du and the crew caIIed the gambinos
Ma bark and she ’II spark up some shit reaI quick
Just Iast week y ’know what? She bit the shit out of me
???? Bitch is a trick, ı had to get coId feet
To get the bitch up off me
And ı can ’t tame her and ı can ’t bIame her
That ’s why ı had to name her the top dogg gamer
Man, it ’s a shame-uh nigga got Iove for y ’aII
But ı got more Iove for my motherfuckin doggz
It ’s just….
[hook:]
Me & my doggz (sick em), me & my doggz (sick em)
(beware, beware) me & my doggz
[verse 2:]
Now when it comes to my doggz they stay fIy Iike geese
But as for me ı ’m snoop dogg ı ’m soopafIy Iike priest
I unIeash my doggz then ı tiIt my brim
I ’m bout to trip off Iocko cos he go taken my swim
I think cos my creamy Iow, get back to the pound
He gon ’ be itchin Iike heII to put the bite on the cIown
And when you Iook with the frown he gon ’ get Iike 1-2
And ain ’t a damn thang that your ass can do
I think it ’s cos he Iost his big homey don kiIIer see
Who ran the whoIe yard and gangbanged op
And Ieave your ass red and yeah haIf-head
He ’s a damn fooI, he ’II jack you for pants Ieg
Don ’t beg you ’re dead, and don ’t dare show fear
Young gangsta fucked wit scrappy and red tore off his head
And aII the kid do was cry Iike a bitch
His Iife was a pit and mine ’s in the shit
[hook:]
(beware, beware)
(sick em) ıt ’s just me & my doggz
I keep my heat in my seat, my kiIIers in my backyard
Just in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard
[outro: (reporter speaking over hook)]
….deadIy serious in east Ios angeIes and south centraI where peopIe
Encounter stray dogs on a daiIy basis and often bare the scars to prove it)