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 huh      HOOK 2X: Snoop Dogg   We 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)      [Rappin' 4-Tay]   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   Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage   Down in yellobrick 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 ball   They 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, Beeyotch      2ND HOOK: Snoop Dogg   DoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you aint 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 wit me      [Waniac]   Don'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 pager   Them hoes save us, talk about bein playas   On the real we can deal wit 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 pops   Know the dogg 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      [Trip Loc]   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 one      HOOK 2X      [Tray Deee]   Man 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 too   House 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      2ND HOOK      [Goldie Loc]   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 wit them coppers   I shut em down, DoggPound for them bitches   I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm hittin switches   Ice skatin over dicthes   I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches   I 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 dogg Dirty Red   But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go   I'm movin slow   My chucks only come wit 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      HOOK 2X