Yeah, Dogg House

Oh, serious?

Oh, I ain't know about all that

Man, word on the street is a motherfucker

Keep my ear to the street as much as possible

Got to

Found out

Check it, homie

Everywhere I go

I got **** and bitches on my dick tryna take my shit, now

I don't really know

But I try to keep my head to the skitta, slice my piece of pita

What y'all hatin' for?

You better get up, get out, and get your own, ****

Pick up the phone, and holla at your folks

Young locs in the hood, mashin' Dogg House, fuck them other fools

D-O-double-G

Kick back, blaze a sack and catch a muthafuckin' Big Mack attack, we

Blazin' up the dough

It'll hurt you, nothin' but purple in my circle

Till the day we die

We gon' get money, bitches, and high

Dogg House Gangsta Crip

Right back up in your muthafuckin' ass for the R-2-G, bitch

What y'all wanna do?

Seems like, these **** wanna talk all night

What we gonna do?

We ain't gon' say nothin' more, we gon' get with y'all on sight

That's how I suppose to see

So all that straggling in the gate tryna get close to me

Y'all **** need to stop

Tryna flip the hip-hop script, I snap, crackle, and pop

Tell your friends and foes

It's a whole new year, situation, and I'm still hatin' hoes

Will it ever stop?

Look, I really don't know but on the up, I doubt that, loc

Now what about your hood?

Man, I'm doin' mine, they doin' theirs, so I guess it's all good

And what about your crew?

Shit, my crew is Tha Eastsidaz, fool, I thought you knew

Dogg Pound ain't the same

Yeah, them **** split up and did they own thang

And went and made their own gang

Money is thicker than blood

That's fucked up, but on the real, that's how it is, cuz, damn

The world just ain't the same

And come to find out these **** crossing out my mothafuckin' name

So what am I to do?

I pay 'em no mind, continue to shine, everything's fine

In G-O-D we trust

That's why y'all suckers can't touch us, touch us

Meechy made the beat

And you know when we get together, shit, we like bread and meat

We comin' with the heat

Close your mouth 'cause Dogg House definitely turnin' it out

And what about the cops?

I paid them and the ones I didn't, I slayed them, ha-ha

Will it ever stop?

It's like askin' "Who is it?" before a **** even knock

The game is here to stay

And I'm here to change the rules 'cause I'm a player that loves to play

Did you thank the Lord today?

Think I didn't? And on that note, young loc, I'm gettin' ghost

Why you tell the truth?

'Cause I'm hundred twenty proof, from the turf to the roof, Bigg Snoop

Peace, peace, peace