Doggy Dogg World
Can we get a motherfuckin' moment of silence For this small chronic break? A-hah, yeah, niggas be brown-nosin' these hoes and shit Takin' bitches out to eat, and spendin' money on these hoes You know what I'm sayin? I treat a bitch like 7-Up, I never have, I never will I tell a bitch like this "Bitch, you without me is like Harold Melvin without the Blue Notes You'll never go platinum" Hey Daz, give me a light, nigga We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is TaaDow Y'all niggas know who I am, y'all niggas tearin' up shit But we got somethin' old and somethin' new for y'all tonight Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics It's like everywhere I look and everywhere I go I'm hearin' motherfuckers tryin' to steal my flow But it ain't no thing 'cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the door Ya know, some of these niggas is so deceptive Usin' my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, seems ya haven't learnt It's the knick knack, paddy whack, I still got the biggest sack So put your gun away, run away, 'cause I'm back (why?) Hit 'em up, get 'em up, split 'em up, now Tell me what's goin' on? It make me wanna holler, 'cause my dollars come in ozones Known for the break-off, so take off your clothes And quit tryin' to spit at my motherfuckin' hoes Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint You's a flea and I'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws Y'alls niggas better recognize (uh-huh) And see where I'm comin' from it's still Eastside 'til I die Why ask why? As the world keeps spinnin' to the D-O-Double-G-Y It's a crazy, mixed-up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World (it's a Doggy Dogg World) Ooh (the Dogg's World, ooh) Well, if you give me ten bitches then I'll f*ck all ten See my homie Snoop Doggy sippin' juice and Gin Don't slip, I'm for the set trip to get papers Styles vary, packin' flavor like Lifesavers Ain't that somethin'? Talk shit and I'm dumpin' I had your whole fuckin' block bumpin' Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China You'll never find a bomber rhymer than this nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm comin' through One, two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that, strapped with hit hard tactics A fuckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and poppin' All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin' I want to see some panties droppin' I'm comin' from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton (All I ever did-did was use that hoe Chill in my Dickies, get quickies, and kick flows) I'm dishin' out blues, I'm upsettin' like bad news Cut-off khakis, French braids and house shoes Kurupt's the name, so all marks are catchin' slugs And I smoke weed for the f*ck of it Rough and rugged shit, it's unexplanatory how I gets wicked But it's mandatory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin' hoes in '94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin' and movin' Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin' Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep the massacre from a verbal assassin Murderin' with rhymes, packin' TEC-9's for some action You really don't know, do you? You fuckin' with a hog You can't do me, I'm goin' out looney like O-Dog (Ooh) My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my (It's a Doggy Dogg's World) It's your world (a Dogg's world) it's your world The Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long) Uh-huh, 'til when? ('Til the early morn') It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit (for, uh) Tha Dogg Pound Clique (to drop the cavi' dope shit) Diggity Daz out of the motherfuckin' cut once mo' So grab a seat and grab your Gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with the fat dick 'Til I die I'm still screamin' that (bitches ain't shit) Now I'm the Mack Daddy, had he, not known about The city where I'm from, dumb diddy dumb As you groove to the gangster shit The D-O-Double-G the P-O-U-N-D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell that's what the f*ck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic 'til the day that I die Ooh, it's a Dogg, it's a Dogg, it's Dogg (it's a Doggy Dogg world) It's a Doggy Dogg world (a Dogg's world) Just cool (ooh, it's a Doggy Dogg's world) What you gonna do? (A Dogg's world) You've got to keep (ooh) Oh, yeah (it's a Doggy Dogg world) It's your world (what you see?) It's a Dogg, it's a Doggy Dogg world (a Dogg's world, what you see?) What you wanna be? Sing (ooh, it's a Doggy Dogg world) (What you see? What you get, now?) Yeah, some of that would be (a Dogg's world) (Ooh) My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my It's a Dogg, it's a Dogg world, uh (it's a Doggy Dogg's world) (It's a Dogg's world) It's a Doggy Dogg world (Ooh, it's a Doggy Dogg world) It's sho 'nuff, sho 'nuff, sho 'nuff, sho, whoa Sho 'nuff, whoa (Just talkin' yeah, just talkin' yeah) Sho 'nuff Don't you know it's a Doggy Dogg world? (Talkin' bout Snoop) Talkin' 'bout Snoop, talkin' yeah Talkin', yeah, Snoop, yeah (oh yeah) Talkin' 'bout Snoop, talkin' 'bout you, Snoop
Written by: Richard Fields, Andre Romell Young, Cordozar Broadus, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown, Delmar Drew Arnaud, Belinda Kaye Wilson
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