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Doggy Dogg World
Snoop Doggy Dogg Feat. The Dramatics & Tha Dogg Pound
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Can we get a motherfuckin' moment of silence
For the small chronic break?
Yeah, niggas be brown-nosin' these hoes and shit
Takin' bitches out to eat, and spendin' money on these hoes
You know what I'm sayin'? I treat a bitch like 7-Up
I never have, I never will
I tell a bitch like this
"Bitch, you without me is like Harold Melvin without the Blue Notes
You'll never go platinum"
Hey Daz, give me a light, nigga
We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West
I own this motherfucker, and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all niggas know who I am, y'all niggas tearin' up shit
But we got somethin' old, and somethin' new for y'all tonight
Put yo' hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
Tha Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearin' motherfuckers tryna steal my flow
But it ain't no thang, 'cause, see, my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game when I stepped through the do'
You know, some of these niggas is so deceptive
Usin' my styles like a contraceptive
I hope you get burnt, seems you haven't learnt
It's the knick-knack, paddywhack, I still got the biggest sack
So put your gun away, run away, 'cause I'm back (why?)
Hit 'em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up
Now, tell me, what's going on?
It make me wanna holler, 'cause my dollars come in O-zones
Known for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit tryna spit at my motherfuckin' hoes
Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point
You think you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint?
You's a flea, and I'm the Big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws
Y'alls niggas better recognize (uh-huh)
And see where I'm comin' from, it's still Eastside 'til I die
Why ask why?
As the world keeps spinnin' to the D-O-double G-Y
It's a crazy, mixed-up world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
It's a Doggy Dogg World
(It's a Doggy Dogg World)
Oh (the Dogg's World, ooh)
Well, if you give me ten bitches, then I'll fuck all ten
See my homie Snoop Dogg sippin' juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm for the set trip to get papers
Styles vary, packin' flavor like Life Savers
Ain't that somethin'? Talk shit and I'm dumpin'
I had your whole fuckin' block bumpin'
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China
You'll never find a bomber rhymer than this nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm comin' through
One, two, three, you can't see me
I'm a G like that, strapped with hit-hard tactics
A fuckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, it's on and poppin'
All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin'
I wanna see some panties droppin'
I'm comin' from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was just use that hoe)
(Chill in my Dickies, get quickies, and kick flows)
I'm dishin' out blues, I'm upsettin' like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes
Kurupt's the name, so all marks are catchin' slugs
And I smoke weed for the fuck of it
Rough and rugged shit, it's unexplanatory how I gets wicked
But it's mandatory that I kick it
Check it, I'm 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, it's on
I'm head huntin', hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn
Peep the massacre from a verbal assassin
Murderin' with rhymes packin' TEC-9's for some action
You really don't know, do you? You fuckin' with a hog
You can't do me, I'm goin' out looney like O-Dog
Ooh (my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my)
It's a Doggy Dogg's World (it's your world)
The Dogg's World (it's your world), so
Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long)
Uh-huh, 'til when? ('Til the early morn')
It don't stop, and uh, it don't quit for the
Tha Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavi' dope shit
Diggity-Daz out of the motherfuckin' 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 the fat dick
'Til I die, I'm still screamin' out ("Bitches ain't shit")
Now, I'm the Mack Daddy, had he
Not known about the city where I'm from, dum-diddy-dum
As you groove to the gangster shit
The D-O-double G, the P-O-U-N-D, the gangster clique
Now as Tha Pound break it down with the gangster funk
I can see, and I can tell that's what the fuck you want
So I blaze up The Chronic, so I can get high
I promise I'll smoke chronic 'til the day that I die
Ooh, it's a Dogg, it's a Dogg, it's a Dogg (it's a Doggy Dogg World)
It's a Doggy Dogg World (a Dogg's World)
Just cool (ooh, it's a Doggy Dogg's World)
What you gonna do? (A Dogg's World)
You've got to keep (ooh), oh, yeah (it's a Doggy Dogg World)
It's your world (what you see?)
It's a Dogg, it's a Doggy Dogg World (a Dogg's world, what you see?)
What you wanna be? Sing (ooh, it's a Doggy Dogg World)
(What you see? What you get, now?)
Yeah, some of that would be (a Dogg's World)
Ooh (my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my)
It's a Dogg, it's a Dogg World, uh (it's a Doggy Dogg's World)
(It's a Dogg's World)
It's a Doggy Dogg World
(Ooh, it's a Doggy Dogg World)
It's sure enough, sure enough, sure enough, sure, whoa
Sure enough, whoa (just talkin' yeah)
Sure enough (just talkin' yeah)
Don't you know it's a Doggy Dogg world? (Talkin' 'bout Snoop)
Talkin' 'bout Snoop, talkin' yeah
Talkin', yeah, Snoop, yeah (oh yeah)
Talkin' 'bout Snoop, talkin' 'bout you, Snoop
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