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(tear 'em Off) Me & My Doggz

The dog saw me and, they tear

They looked liked they try to tear him off

I said, "Oh my God! They want to eat my husband"

I was sittin' at the pound about to eat dinner

Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin' thinner

My nigga Sparky-O was playin' basketball

And my niggas in the backyard about to squab my Doggz

Dirty [Incomprehensible] gets cream, it's a good scheme

But you know it's all a part of the Corleone team

I squabble Friday 'cos that's what I do

Dogg Pound for life nigga, thought you knew but you didn't

You think I'm kiddin' nigga, my Doggz scrap

They get down for theirs, bring 'em right to the back

Hit the gate, don't wait and ask the homey Nate

He gotta pit named Tiny, mobbin' behind him

Now they've got Michael Corleone

Oh kurupt, he got Lonely the psycho assassin'

He likes to smash on and ain't no need

To reach for heat 'cos you can't get your blast on

Doggz, we keep 'em, busters, we sweep 'em

And when it's time all my Doggz'll bite your momma

We leave you niggas on stuck in paws

And I'ma dedicate this one to my Doggz

Remember that pit, the one I had named Petey

She got killed, so I didn't need him

It's like that, what about Sweetie?

He got killed too, so I didn't need him

It's a cold thang but it's a cold game

But when you with a Corleone name, it's a cold thang

Cold name, cold game ya got to get down

'Cos if you don't, then you can't represent the Pound

Now it's like a sport and if I get caught, I'm right back in court

So I got to keep it on the DL and don't yeezell

But you know, I got tha pit bulls for seezell

So if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick

'Cos I'ma be on the lookout for the sell to them pigs

Ask my little homey, Technique

I 'came Scarface, Corleone killers, baby boy OG

The homey Tray Deee, I give him rock seat

But the rest of the pits, they rollin' with me

We're layin' low in the cut, holstered up in Chino

Scrappy-Du and the crew called the Gambinos

Ma bark and she'll spark up some shit real quick

Just last week, you know what? She bit the shit out of me

[Incomprehensible] bitch is a trick, I had to get cold feet

To get the bitch up off me

And I can't tame her and I can't blame her

That's why I had to name her the top Dogg gamer

Man, it's a shame, nigga got love for y'all

But I got more love for my motherfuckin' Doggz

It's just

Me and my Doggz

Me and my Doggz

Me and my Doggz

Now when it comes to my Doggz, they stay fly like geese

But as for me, I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm soopafly like priest

I unleash my Doggz, then I tilt my brim

I'm 'bout to trip off Locko 'cos he go taken my swim

I think 'cos my creamy low get back to the pound

He gon' be itchin' like hell to put the bite on the clown

And when you look with the frown, he gon' get like 12

And ain't a damn thang that your ass can do

I think it's 'cos he lost his big homey, Don Killer see

Who ran the whole yard and gang banged OP

And leave your ass red and yeah, half-head

He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for your pants leg

Don't beg, you're dead and don't dare show fear

Young gangsta fucked with Scrappy and Red tore off his head

And all the kid do was cry like a bitch

His life was a pit and mine's in the shit

Beware, beware

Sick 'em

It's just me and my Doggz

I keep my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard

Just in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard

[Incomprehensible] deadly serious

In East Los Angeles and South Central

Where people encounter stray dogs on a daily basis

And often bare the scars to prove them

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