(Tear 'Em Off) Me and My Doggz

(*distressed latino woman*)
 The dog saw 'im... they tear... they... looked liked they try to tear him off.
 I said "oh my god! they want to eat my husband
 1:
 I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner
 Had a hard day at the studio, i was gettin thinner
 My nigga sparky-o was playin basketball
 And my niggas in the backyard, y'all about to squab my doggz
 Dirty???? gets cream, it's a good scheme
 But you know it's all a part of the corleone team
 I squabble... friday cos that's what i do
 Dogg pound for life nigga, uhh thought you knew
 But you didn't, you think i'm kiddin nigga, my doggz scrap
 They get down for theirs, bring em right to the back
 Hit the gate don't wait and ask the homey nate
 He gotta pit named tiny mobbin behind him
 Now they've got michael corleone
 Oh, kurupt he got lonely the psycho assassin
 He likes to smash on, uhh
 And ain't no need to reach for heat cos you can't get your blast on
 Doggz we keep em, busters we sweep em
 And when it's time all my doggz'll bite your momma
 We leave you niggas on stuck in paws
 And i'ma dedicate this one to my doggz
 Remember that pit, the one i had named petey
 Uhh, she got killed so i didn't need him
 Uhh, it's like that, what about sweetie?
 He got killed too (damn) so i didn't need him
 It's a cold thang but it's a cold game
 But when you wit a corleone name it's a cold thang
 Cold name, cold game ya got ta get down
 Cos if you don't then you can't represent the pound
 Now it's like a sport
 And if i get caught i'm right back in court
 So i gots ta keep it on the dl and don't yeezell
 But you know i gots tha pitbulls for seezell
 So if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick
 Cos i'ma be on the lookout for the sell-to-dem pigs
 Ask my little homey technique
 I 'came scarface, corleone killers, baby boy og
 The homey tray deee i give him rock seat
 But the rest of the pits they rollin wit me
 We're layin low in the cut, holstered up in chino
 Scrappy-du and the crew called the gambinos
 Ma bark and she'll spark up some shit real quick
 Just last week y'know what? she bit the shit out of me???? bitch is a trick, i had to get cold feet
 To get the bitch up off me
 And i can't tame her and i can't blame her
 That's why i had to name her the top dogg gamer
 Man, it's a shame-uh nigga got love for y'all
 But i got more love for my motherfuckin doggz
 It's just...
 Me & my doggz (sick em), me & my doggz (sick em)
 (beware, beware) me & my doggz
 2:
 Now when it comes to my doggz they stay fly like geese
 But as for me i'm snoop dogg i'm soopafly like priest
 I unleash my doggz then i tilt my brim
 I'm bout to trip off locko cos he go taken my swim
 I think cos my creamy low, get back to the pound
 He gon' be itchin like hell to put the bite on the clown
 And when you look with the frown he gon' get like 1-2
 And ain't a damn thang that your ass can do
 I think it's cos he lost his big homey don killer see
 Who ran the whole yard and gangbanged op
 And leave your ass red and yeah half-head
 He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for pants leg
 Don't beg you're dead, and don't dare show fear
 Young gangsta fucked wit scrappy and red tore off his head
 And all the kid do was cry like a bitch
 His life was a pit and mine's in the shit
 (beware, beware)
 (sick em) it's just me & my doggz
 I keep my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard
 Just in case you niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard
 (*reporter speaking over hook*)
 ...deadly serious in east los angeles and south central where people
 Encounter stray dogs on a daily basis and often bare the scars to prove