we'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous carolina west
i own this motherfucker and my name is taa-dow
y'all niggaz know who i am y'all niggaz tearin up shit
but we got somethin old
and somethin new for y'all tongiht
put your hands together for snoop doggy dogg
the dogg pound
and the fabulous dramatics
it's like everywhere i look
and everywhere i go
i'm hearin motherfuckers tryin to steal my flow
but it ain't 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's the nick nack patty wack
i still got the bigger sack
so put your gun away
run away
cuz i'm back
hit em up
get em up
spit em up
now
tell me what's 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 motherfuckin hoes
seakin of hoes
i'll get to the point
you think you got the bomb cuz i rolled you a joint
you'se a flea and i'm the big dogg
i'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin paws
y'alls
niggaz
better recognize
and see where i'm comin from it's still east side till i die
why ask why? as the world keeps spinning 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
the dogg's world
well if you give me ten bitches then i'll fuck all ten
see my homey snoop doggy sippin juice and gin
don't slip
i'm fo' to set trip
to get papers
styles vary
packin flavor like life savors
ain't that somethin
talk shit and i'm dumpin
i had your whole fuckin block bumpin
don't sweat
but check the tecnique
i'm unique like china
ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this nigga behind ya
so peek-a-boo
clear the way
i'm coming 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
show her my dickies
get with these
and kick flows)
i'm dishin out blues
i'm upsetting like bad news
cut off khakis
french braids
and house shoes
kurupt
the name's often marked for catchin slugs
and i smoke weed for the fuck of it
ruff and rugged shit
it's unexplanitory how i gets wicked
but it's manditory 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 massicre from a verbal assassin
murderin with rhymes packin tec-9's for some action
you really don't know
do you
you fuckin wit a hog
you can't do me
i'm goin out looney like o-dog
tha dogg pound rocks the party
tell when
it don't stop it don't quit
the dogg pound clique
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 a fat dick
till i die i'm still screamin that
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 gangsta clique
now as the pound break it down with the gangsta 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 till the day that i die