Youz a fool fo dis, yeah
My dogg Hi-Tek, representin Cincinnati, Ohio!
Eastside shit, yall know how we get down
7 dizzles a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggles, up in the hizzle
Fo shizzle bizzle, here we go again
Freshly dressed, I jump up in the monin tryna find some Zest
Psyche, we like the Bom, somebody betta ring the alarm
And hit the folks at the forum
Let my homies off the yard
I shall see the head nigga in charge
Push... Bush outta office, dump til they get off us
Make them offers, that leave niggas in coffins
Can you feel it my nigga, Im bout to kill it my niggas
Sound like guerillas, fo reala off gangsta government millas
Coke killas, when it comes to off micn wit me
I was branded in a gang, fuck havin techniques
Just ride, not a damn lettin these fools breathe
Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo yo cheese
Is it possible that laws might get jealous
Hell yeah they be hatin on the 3 Good Fellas
Over-dosage of ferocious, WestCoast in effect
Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know its on deck
Hold and respect, cold as it get, dont wanna test
Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the message
Insanity, commanded me to savagely spit
Suffer casualties, challenge me, I handle it quick
No talkin, C-Walkin, we chokin the block off
Lettin the glock off
And throwin up DoggHouse
WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house
Gang bang niggas we gon turn this bitch out
Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth
Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin doggs out
Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me
Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat
Still the same let the mothafuckin doggs out
Yeah! its about to get Cripd out crazy
Blast on all you suckas with the throw away to daily
Dont you shoot that little mothafucka no mo
That aint what he said when he hit the chest went through his heart, came out his elbow
You shouldnt have been talkin that shit bitch boy
Sayin the wrong thing against the real McCoy
Didnt know I was a cold-blooded gangsta
If you aint ridin wit us fool, well catch ya lata
We exploded, reloaded and sewed it up
Sprayed shots to the crowed, like a loaded pump
Keep this mothafucka jumpin til they close it up
Then we dippin wit a sip and some hoes to fuck
Pour late, the hard way, aint no bustas here
So explict you can only get it once a year
Eastsidaz, the ridaz, they change the game
And let you know from here go, we straight came to bang
Put me on a leash if you dare and I doubt you
Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you?
Niggas on the streets gon keep talkin shit about you
As long as you clap fool, its bigger than bout too
Fuck wit fools, that aint never paid us
And try to turn the homies into traitaz
Blue rags with blue balls, fo all you hataz
I shoot a shout out to the killas
Yeah them stealas and Raiders
Its them D-O double Gz
Aint nobody really fuckin wit deez
Who let the mothafuckin doggs out?
DoggHouse in ya mouth
We them niggas people talkin about
Who let the mothafuckin doggs out?
Niggas betta run and hide, we about to ride
Who let the mothafuckin doggs out?
Who let the mothafuckin doggs out? (Woof, woof)
Who let them Eastside ridaz out?
Now all the locs and doggs, who roll in big balls, say chips! (Chips!)
And all the women wit extensions in well fed conditions, you bitch! (You Bitch!)
Hey! who let the mothafuckin gate open?
Police comin and we still smokin
What you drinkin on Locy, Locy?
Doggy wogy, got his fogy while we tokin on the wogy, doggy
Say woof mothafucka!, woof mothafucka!
Mighty mowed his ass, take his block fo the hustlas
Post up, make about a million a month
Hittin Bloods!, switchin guns!
WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house
Gang bang niggas we gon turn this bitch out
Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth
Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin doggs out
Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me
Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat
Still the same let the mothafuckin doggs out
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