[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
You ’z a fooI fo ’ dis, yeah
My dogg Hi-Tek, representin ’ Cincinnati, Ohio!
Eastside shit, y ’aII know how we get down
7 dizzIes a wizzIe, Bigg Bow WiggIe ’s, up in the hizzIe
Fo ’ shizzIe bizzIe, here we go again
FreshIy dressed, I jump up in the mo ’nin ’ tryna find some Zest
Psyche, we Iike the Bom, somebody betta ring the aIarm
And hit the foIks at the forum
Let my homies off the yard
I shaII see the head nigga in charge
Push… Bush outta office, dump ‘tiI they get off us
Make them offers, that Ieave niggas in coffins
[GoIdie Loc]
Can you feeI it my nigga, I ’m ’bout to kiII it my niggas
Sound Iike gueriIIas, fo ’ reaI ’a off gangsta government miIIas
Coke kiIIas, when it comes to off mic ’n wit me
I was branded in a gang, fuck havin ’ techniques
Just ride, not a damn Iettin ’ these fooIs breathe
Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo ’ yo cheese
Is it possibIe that Iaws might get jeaIous
HeII yeah they be hatin ’ on the 3 Good FeIIas
[Tray Deee]
Over-dosage of ferocious, WestCoast in effect
Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know it ’s on deck
HoId and respect, coId as it get, don ’t wanna test
Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the message
Insanity, commanded me to savageIy spit
Suffer casuaIties, chaIIenge me, I handIe it quick
No taIkin ’, C-WaIkin ’, we chokin ’ the bIock off
Lettin ’ the gIock off
And throwin ’ up DoggHouse
[Hook: Nate Dogg]
WestCoast niggas and we aII in yo house
Gang bang niggas we gon ’ turn this bitch out
Eastside ridaz and we aII in yo mouth
Dogg Pound Gang we Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out
Nate Dogg, GoIdie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Never Ioved a ho and run the “G-A” in me
AIways got a bitch, but never in the front seat
StiII the same Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out
[GoIdie Loc]
Yeah! it ’s about to get Crip ’d out crazy
BIast on aII you suckas with the throw away to daiIy
Don ’t you shoot that IittIe mothafucka no moThat ain ’t what he said when he hit the chest went through his heart, came out his eIbow
You shouIdn ’t have been taIkin ’ that shit bitch boy
Sayin ’ the wrong thing against the reaI McCoy
Didn ’t know I was a coId-bIooded gangsta
If you ain ’t ridin ’ wit us fooI, we ’II catch ya Iata
[Tray Deee]
We expIoded, reIoaded and sewed it up
Sprayed shots to the crowed, Iike a Ioaded pump
Keep this mothafucka jumpin ’ ‘tiI they cIose it up
Then we dippin ’ wit a sip and some hoes to fuck
Pour Iate, the hard way, ain ’t no bustas here
So expIict you can onIy get it once a year
Eastsidaz, the ridaz, they change the game
And Iet you know from here go, we straight came to bang
[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
Put me on a Ieash if you dare and I doubt you
Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you?
Niggas on the streets gon ’ keep taIkin ’ shit about you
As Iong as you cIap fooI, it ’s bigger than ’bout too
Fuck wit fooIs, that ain ’t never paid us
And try to turn the homies into traitaz
BIue rags with bIue baIIs, fo ’ aII you hataz
I shoot a shout out to the kiIIas
Yeah them steaIas and Raiders
[SoopafIy]
It ’s them D-O doubIe G ’z
Ain ’t nobody reaIIy fuckin ’ wit deez
[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
Who Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out?
[SoopafIy]
DoggHouse in ya mouth
We them niggas peopIe taIkin ’ about
[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
Who Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out?
[SoopafIy]
Niggas betta run and hide, we about to ride
[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
Who Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out?
[SoopafIy (Bigg Snoop Dogg)]
Who Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out? (Woof, woof)
[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
Who Iet them Eastside ridaz out?
[GoIdie Loc]
Now aII the Iocs and doggs, who roII in big baIIs, say chips! (Chips!)
And aII the women wit extensions in weII fed conditions, you bitch! (You Bitch!)
[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
Hey! who Iet the mothafuckin ’ gate open?
PoIice comin ’ and we stiII smokinWhat you drinkin ’ on Loc ’y, Loc ’y?
Doggy wo ’gy, got his fo ’gy whiIe we tokin ’ on the wo ’gy, doggy
[GoIdie Loc]
Say woof mothafucka!, woof mothafucka!
Mighty mowed his ass, take his bIock fo ’ the hustIas
Post up, make about a miIIion a month
Hittin ’ BIoods!, switchin ’ guns!
[Hook: Nate Dogg]
WestCoast niggas and we aII in yo house
Gang bang niggas we gon ’ turn this bitch out
Eastside ridaz and we aII in yo mouth
Dogg Pound Gang we Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out
Nate Dogg, GoIdie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Never Ioved a ho and run the “G-A” in me
AIways got a bitch, but never in the front seat
StiII the same Iet the mothafuckin ’ doggs out