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House Shoes

Dogghouse

Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc

Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout

Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh, huhWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight

With the homeboy Tray Deee

Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay

What you say, what you say, huh?

(We do this like everyday)Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?

Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?

V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus

'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbageDown in yellow brick road my destination, the dogghouse

Toastin' remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out

Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog

Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ballThey gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass

Hope you brought your playa pass

Tray Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks

Bigger than big everyday in L.A.

4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yae, beeyotchDogghouse, turnin' it out and if you ain't dope

You gots to get, the fuck out, that's on the O G D P

(Say what)

And that's how it is when you fuckin' with meDon't matter how you come, use all angles

Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles

My hookup, long rangers

Better float like a nationwide sky pagerThem hoes save us, talk about bein' playas

On the real, we can deal with you playa haters

We hit the spot, every city got a block

What you makin' when you take it

To a different type of level that it popsKnow the dog keep the hip rocks, steady bangin'

Hoes steady sangin' from the gang that we claimin'

Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot

To see if he floatin' with me up to the dogghouse

Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin'

This bomb, I'm likin'Holla at my folks, I know up in the complex

Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed

Now we ready to roll, hit the store then the carpool lane

Once again it's on, big chiefin'Remind me of the noisiest place

Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced

How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1

Killin' my lungs, keepin' these homies and bitches on oneMan, I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin' fuck it

Headed up to dogghouse swervin' in a bucket

Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade blue

And got my little bitch, catch a contact tooHouse shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on

Swoopin' to some soopafly, gettin' my smoke on

Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it

4 Tay on the way, plus the twins is posted'Bout to set it off bet, it's off the hook

Straight crooks, gettin' money off the books

Makin' nothin' but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin'

Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers

Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers

Cocksuckers, they can't stop us, now put up your choppers

Just in case they rollin' with them coppersI shut 'em down, doggpound for them bitches

I be seein' you with snitches every time, I'm hittin' switches

Ice skatin' over ditches

I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them richesI be mobbin' down the road tryin' to bag up my bags

I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearin' up the back of my khakis

I'm tryin' to reach my dog dirty red

But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go, I'm movin' slowMy chucks only come with a hundred miles of walkin'

Hundred miles of runnin', smellin' funny and I'm gunnin' nigga

Doggpound gangsta crip for life

And we gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night

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