Doggy Dogg World

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggas know who I am y'all niggas tearing up shit But we got something old, and something new for y'all tonight Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics [Snoop Doggy Dogg] It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearing motherfuckers trying 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 do' Ya know, some of these niggas is so deceptive Using my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, 'cause I'm back (why?) Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now Tell me what's going on It make me want to holler, 'cause my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes And quit trying to spit at my motherfucking hoes Seaking of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and I'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfucking paws Y'alls, niggas, better recognize And see where I'm coming from it's still East Side till I die Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D-O-Double-G-why [Chorus] 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 The Dogg's World [Kurupt] Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sipping juice and gin Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packing flavor like Life Savors Ain't that something, talk shit and I'm dumping I had your whole fucking block bumping Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through One-two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A fucking menace, using hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and popping All I see is green, so there ain't no stopping I want to see some panties dropping I'm coming from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton (All I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows) I'm dishing out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the name's often marked for catching slugs And I smoke weed for the fuck of it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory 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 sticking and moving Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head hunting Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massacre from a verbal assassin Murdering with rhymes packing Tec-9's for some action You really don't know, do you, you fucking with a hog You can't do me, I'm going out looney like O-Dog [Chorus] [Daz] Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long) Tell when (till the early morn) It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit (for the) The Dogg Pound clique (to drop the cavvy Dogg shit) Diggity Daz out of the motherfucking 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 a fat dick Till I die I'm still screaming 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-you-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 fuck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die [Chorus]