Doggy Dogg World (feat. The Dramatics & Tha Dogg Pound)

Can we get a motherfuckin moment of silence
 For the small chronic break?
 A-hah, niggas be brown-nosing these hoes and shit
 Taking bitches out to eat, and spending money on these hoes
 Know what I'm saying?
 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 Bluenotes
 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 your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
 The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics
 It's like everywhere I lizzook
 And everywhere I go
 I'm hearing motherfuckers trying to steal my flow
 But it ain't no thang, cause, see, my homie Coolio
 Put me up on the game when I stepped through the door
 Some of these niggas is so deceptive
 Using my styles like a contraceptive
 I hope you get burnt
 Seems you haven't learnt
 It's the knick-knack, patty-whack
 I still got the biggest sack!
 So put your gun away, run away, cause I'm back
 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 break off, shake off, now take off your
 Clothes, and quit trying to spit at my motherfuckin' hoes!
 Speaking of hoes, I'll get to the point
 You think you got the bomb cause 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 niggas better recognize
 And see where I'm coming from: it's still Eastside
 Til 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
 Well if you give me 10 bitches then I'll fuck all 10
 Seen the homie Snoop Doggy sipping juice and gin
 Don't slip, I'm for the set-trip, to get papers
 Styles vary, packing flavor like Lifesavers
 Ain't that something?
 Talk shit and I'm dumping
 I had the fuckin' whole 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 coming through
 1, 2, 3: you can't see me
 I'm a G like that, strapped with hit-hard tactics
 A fuckin' menace, using hoes like tennis rackets
 It's on again, It's on and popping
 All I see is green, so there ain't no stopping
 I wanna see some panties dropping
 I'm coming from L.A
 She used to chill with Dre up in Compton
 (All I ever did was just use that ho
 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 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 wit a hog
 You can't do me, I'm goin out looney like O-Dog
 Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long)
 Til when? (Til the early morn')
 And it don't stop, and it don't quit
 For tha Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavi dough
 Diggity-Daz out of the motherfuckin' cut once more
 So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow
 I flip-flop and serve hows with a fat dick
 Til I die, I'm still screaming 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 the Pound break it down with the gangster funk
 I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want
 Then I blaze up the chronic so I can get high
 I promise I smoke chronic til the day that I die