Intro:
Wed like to welcome yall to the fabulous carolina west
I own this m*********** and my name is taa-dow
Yall n***** know who I am yall n***** tearin up s***
But we got somethin old, and somethin new for yall tongiht
Put your hands together for snoop doggy dogg
The dogg pound, and the fabulous dramatics
Verse one: snoop doggy dogg
Its like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
Im hearin m************ tryin to steal my flow
But it aint no thang cause see my n**** coolio
Put me up on the game when I step through the do
Ya know, some of these n***** is so deceptive
Usin my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havnt learnt
Its the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put your gun away, run away, cuz Im back (why? )
Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now
Tell me whats goin on
It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit tryin to spit at my m*********** hoes
Seakin of hoes, Ill get to the point
You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint
Youse a flea and Im the big dogg
Ill scratch you off my b**** with my m*********** paws
Yalls, n*****, better recognize
And see where Im comin from its still east side till I die
Why ask why? as the world keeps spinning to the d-o-double-g-y
Chorus:
Its a crazy mixed up world, its a doggy dogg world
Its a doggy dogg world, its a doggy dogg world
The doggs world
Verse two: kurupt
Well if you give me ten b****** then Ill f*** all ten
See my homey snoop doggy sippin juice and gin
Dont slip, Im fo to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packin flavor like life savors
Aint that somethin, talk s*** and Im dumpin
I had your whole f***** block b**pin
Dont sweat, but check the tecnique, Im unique like china
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this n**** behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, Im coming through
One-two, three, you cant see me
Im a g like that strapped with hit hard tactics
A f***** menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets
Its on again, its on and poppin
All I see is green, so there aint no stoppin
I wanna see some panties droppin
Im 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 d***ies, get with these, and kick flows)
Im dishin out blues, Im upsetting like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the names often marked for catchin slugs
And I smoke weed for the f*** of it
Ruff and rugged s***, its unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But its manditory that I kick it
Check it, Im runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me sugar ray for the way I be stickin and movin
Prepare for a war, its on, Im head huntin
Hit the b***on, and light s*** up like red dawn
Peep, the massicre from a verbal a**assin
Murderin with rhymes packin tec-9s for some action
You really dont know, do you, you f***** wit a hog
You cant do me, Im goin out looney like o-dog
Chorus
Verse three: daz
Tha dogg pound rocks the party (all night long)
Tell when (till the early morn)
It dont stop (and uh) it dont quit (for the)
The dogg pound clique (to drop the cavvy dogg s***)
Diggity daz out of the m*********** 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 d***
Till I die Im still screamin that (b****** aint s***)
Now Im the mack daddy, had he, not known about
The city where Im from, dum diddy dum
As you groove to the gangster s***
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 and I can tell thats what the f*** you want
So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high
I promise Ill smoke chronic till the day that I die
Chorus
Wed like to welcome yall to the fabulous carolina west
I own this m*********** and my name is taa-dow
Yall n***** know who I am yall n***** tearin up s***
But we got somethin old, and somethin new for yall tongiht
Put your hands together for snoop doggy dogg
The dogg pound, and the fabulous dramatics
Verse one: snoop doggy dogg
Its like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
Im hearin m************ tryin to steal my flow
But it aint no thang cause see my n**** coolio
Put me up on the game when I step through the do
Ya know, some of these n***** is so deceptive
Usin my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havnt learnt
Its the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put your gun away, run away, cuz Im back (why? )
Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now
Tell me whats goin on
It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit tryin to spit at my m*********** hoes
Seakin of hoes, Ill get to the point
You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint
Youse a flea and Im the big dogg
Ill scratch you off my b**** with my m*********** paws
Yalls, n*****, better recognize
And see where Im comin from its still east side till I die
Why ask why? as the world keeps spinning to the d-o-double-g-y
Chorus:
Its a crazy mixed up world, its a doggy dogg world
Its a doggy dogg world, its a doggy dogg world
The doggs world
Verse two: kurupt
Well if you give me ten b****** then Ill f*** all ten
See my homey snoop doggy sippin juice and gin
Dont slip, Im fo to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packin flavor like life savors
Aint that somethin, talk s*** and Im dumpin
I had your whole f***** block b**pin
Dont sweat, but check the tecnique, Im unique like china
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this n**** behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, Im coming through
One-two, three, you cant see me
Im a g like that strapped with hit hard tactics
A f***** menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets
Its on again, its on and poppin
All I see is green, so there aint no stoppin
I wanna see some panties droppin
Im 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 d***ies, get with these, and kick flows)
Im dishin out blues, Im upsetting like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the names often marked for catchin slugs
And I smoke weed for the f*** of it
Ruff and rugged s***, its unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But its manditory that I kick it
Check it, Im runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me sugar ray for the way I be stickin and movin
Prepare for a war, its on, Im head huntin
Hit the b***on, and light s*** up like red dawn
Peep, the massicre from a verbal a**assin
Murderin with rhymes packin tec-9s for some action
You really dont know, do you, you f***** wit a hog
You cant do me, Im goin out looney like o-dog
Chorus
Verse three: daz
Tha dogg pound rocks the party (all night long)
Tell when (till the early morn)
It dont stop (and uh) it dont quit (for the)
The dogg pound clique (to drop the cavvy dogg s***)
Diggity daz out of the m*********** 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 d***
Till I die Im still screamin that (b****** aint s***)
Now Im the mack daddy, had he, not known about
The city where Im from, dum diddy dum
As you groove to the gangster s***
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 and I can tell thats what the f*** you want
So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high
I promise Ill smoke chronic till the day that I die
Chorus