Back by demand Dope pound gangsta Want a real DJ, a OGA
A is a bitch, whether she poor or rich She still gettin' a of dicks It don't what you do or say 'Cause bitch you change my feelin's no way
I've been across the U.S.A. Same ol' hoes on different Just ask my big Snoop de Snoop you ain't cute with all that, woop de woop
I might just rock ya, I ain't afraid to I rock a fella like Dame and dash Grip the heater and slap ass Cock it back, clap your ass
Now this is how a mash out The in the Coupe, me and Snoop in the glass house Bouncin', bouncin', bouncin', Blaze up a ounce and get the ramen with the cotton candy
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, can't get up
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on
I'm out to paper the paper bump some bitches and move I take a with my click on a three day cruise the corner in the fo', sittin' low gettin' low Now we headed to the sto' in the fo', hoes
Top dollar with the gold collar dippin' in my blue Impala say Snoop Dogg is a fool 'cause he got the bitches And the little homey sellin' weed up high school
I never ever the law, I just bend it Keep everythin' splendid, that's how I it Class is in session, you get suspended, shh If you don't the fuck up and listen for a minute
I've been in it for life two kids and a wife no tattooes just stress and stripes, so I'ma do what I and do what I like But I won't go to sleep without my heater at night, on
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, get caught up
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, on, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Nigga evrything you got, from your hat To contacts, T-shirt to your socks Dogg Pound affiliate, naw nigga Certified branded Paul nigga
Mashin', and blue all day All night all with heaters, Mac-11's Nine millimeters, whattup Big I got a bitch that gobble up dicks steak
She lives upstate and I don't Near a one of bitches is proper, stash the chopper DPology, D P G but first Snoop Whattup big homey with the swoop
The homey in whips out the four pound we get there, we shakin' all motherfucker down It's what I had in mind, let's get paid hit the Just like a raid one of the homies got a gauge, on
Yeah, and all my say, ride on, ride on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the robbers say, ride on, get caught up
Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, on Yeah, and all the homies say, on Yeah, and all the say, ride on Yeah, and all the say, ride on
Let me at y'all for a minute man I mean this game is gettin' deep We got niggaz be misrepresentin' I mean, motherfuckers you know thinkin' DPG
Is a motherfuckin' football or a football team or somethin' Niggaz walkin' on and shit like they agents And just leavin' when they to nigga this ain't no game is a motherfuckin' way of life
DPGC, Dogg Gangsta, nigga The fuck with these niggaz man? Niggaz be straight tryin' to put they little down, holla at 'em But you we tryin' to stay two steps of the game baby, y'know? Let me holler at for a minute, especially you
You done stepped in some Dogg Shit, your shoes Nigga this Hollywood, the House of Blues It's the Dogg House so regroup troops And 'em it's Kurupt and Snoop
Fuck your crew it's on I take your It's Don Corleone in the Chronic I turn your dubs into nickels while I'm I melt your rhymes icicles while I'm killin'
Sell 'em, I tell 'em, Kurupt, up? I you feel like givin' it up We stop, won't stop, what for 'Cause other day another nigga tryin' to pull a dulo
You know when I was fuckin' the hood It was all bad, thought it was all A nigga had to take a breather now I'm Single Like 'cause they'll squeeze ya
Fuck a feedin' fish, I put my dick in your And a wish, ha hah Nigga that's gangsta shit with the twist Yeah, Dogg gangsta