Doggy Dogg World

Album: Doggystyle (1993)

Doggy Dogg World

Intro:

We would like to welcome y´all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherf*cker & my name is Taa-Dow Y´all niggaz know who I´m y´all niggaz tearin up shit But we got somethin old, & somethin new for y´all tongiht Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, & the fabulous Dramatics

Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg

It is like everywhere I look, & everywhere I go I am hearin motherf*ckers tryin to steal my flow But it aint no thang cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do´ Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havn´t learnt It is the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, cuz i am back (why?) Hit ´em up, get ´em up, spit ´em up, now Tell me what´s goin on It make me want to holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes and quit tryin to spit at my motherf*ckin hoes Seakin of hoes, I will get to the point You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint You´se a flea & i am the big Dogg I will scratch you off my balls with my motherf*ckin paws Y´alls, niggaz, better recognize And see where I am comin from it is still East Side until I die Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D-O-Double-G-Y

Chorus:

It is a crazy mixed up world, it is a Doggy Dogg World It is a Doggy Dogg World, it is a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg´s World

Verse Two: Kurupt

Well if you give me ten bitches then I will f*ck all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sippin juice & gin Don´t slip, I am fo´ to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin flavor like Life Savors Aint that somethin, talk shit & I am dumpin I had your whole f*ckin block bumpin Don´t sweat, but check the tecnique, I am unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I am coming through One-two, three, you can not see me I am a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A f*ckin menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets It is on again, it is on & poppin All I see is green, so there aint no stoppin I want to see some panties droppin I am comin 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, & kick flows) I am dishin out blues, I am upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, french braids, & house shoes Kurupt, the name´s often marked for catchin slugs and I smoke weed for the f*ck of it Ruff & rugged shit, it is unexplanitory how I gets wicked but it is manditory that I kick it Check it, I am runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin & movin Prepare for a war, it is on, I am head huntin Hit the button, & light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massicre from a verbal assassin Murderin with rhymes packin Tec-9´s for some action You really don´t know, do you, you f*ckin wit a hog You can not do me, I am goin out looney like O-Dog

Chorus

Verse Three: Daz

Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long) Tell when (until 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 motherf*ckin cut once mo´ So grab a seat & grab your gin & juice & check out the flow I flip flop & serve hoes with a fat dick Until I die I am still screamin that (bitches aint shit) Now i am the mack daddy, had he, not known about the city where I am from, dum diddy dum 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 & I can tell that is what the f*ck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I will smoke chronic until the day that I die

Chorus