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Gimme of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, what I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, this out y'all, uh huh, huh

We got Snoop Dogg in the tonight
With the homeboy Tray
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay the bay
What you say, you say, huh?
(We do this everyday)

Did ya get the dank, did ya get the
Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the
V.I.P. status, need an apparatus
'Cause the niggas I with, they all about the cabbage

Down in yellow brick my destination, the dogghouse
Toastin' remys, jimmies, we goin' all out
for the wizard, creepin' through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, to the player's ball

gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass
Hope you your playa pass
Tray Deee, Goldie dead, the twins blaze sacks
Bigger big everyday in L.A.
4 Tay representin' for the damn yae, beeyotch

Dogghouse, turnin' it out and if you dope
You to get, the fuck out, that's on the O G D P
(Say what)
And that's how it is when you with me

Don't how you come, use all angles
Ties tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long
Better float like a nationwide sky

Them hoes save us, talk about playas
On the real, we can deal you playa haters
We hit the spot, city got a block
What you when you take it
To a different type of that it pops

the dog keep the hip rocks, steady bangin'
Hoes steady from the gang that we claimin'
Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, Loc, won't you spit that rap?

my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he floatin' with me up to the
Hit the weed he lightin, little niggas is fightin'
bomb, I'm likin'

Holla at my folks, I up in the complex
Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get
Now we to roll, hit the store then the carpool lane
Once again it's on, big

me of the noisiest place
Ladies all over the place, and niggas super
How we like it, in my 5 0 1
Killin' my lungs, these homies and bitches on one

Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still fuck it
Headed up to dogghouse swervin' in a
on some bomb from my comrade blue
And got my bitch, catch a contact too

House with the blue khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin' to some soopafly, my smoke on
Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on it
4 Tay on the way, plus the twins is

'Bout to set it off bet, off the hook
Straight crooks, money off the books
Makin' nothin' but gangsta shit that niggas lovin'
Thuggin' at the house party, goin' clubbin'

Let me you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then murder these
Cocksuckers, they can't us, now put up your choppers
in case they rollin' with them coppers

I shut 'em down, doggpound for bitches
I be seein' you with every time, I'm hittin' switches
Ice skatin' over
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them

I be mobbin' down the road to bag up my bags
I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearin' up the of my khakis
I'm tryin' to reach my dog red
But this hoe won't let me know, way to go, I'm movin' slow

My only come with a hundred miles of walkin'
Hundred miles of runnin', smellin' funny and I'm gunnin'
Doggpound crip for life
And we gon' in this motherfucker all damn night