Eastside Lyrics - Latoiya Williams

[Bigg Snoop Dogg] 

You'z a fool fo' dis, yeah 

My dogg Hi-Tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio! 

Eastside shit, y'all know how we get down 

7 dizzles a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle 

Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again 

Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some Zest 

Psyche, we like the Bom, somebody betta ring the alarm 

And hit the folks at the forum 

Let my homies off the yard 

I shall see the head nigga in charge 

Push... Bush outta office, dump 'til they get off us 

Make them offers, that leave niggas in coffins 

[Goldie Loc] 

Can you feel it my nigga, I'm 'bout to kill it my niggas 

Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta government millas 

Coke killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me 

I was branded in a gang, fuck havin' techniques 

Just ride, not a damn lettin' these fools breathe 

Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo' yo cheese 

Is it possible that laws might get jealous 

Hell yeah they be hatin' on the 3 Good Fellas 

[Tray Deee] 

Over-dosage of ferocious, WestCoast in effect 

Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck 

Hold and respect, cold as it get, don't wanna test 

Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the message 

Insanity, commanded me to savagely spit 

Suffer casualties, challenge me, I handle it quick 

No talkin', C-Walkin', we chokin' the block off 

Lettin' the glock off 

And throwin' up DoggHouse 

[Hook: Nate Dogg] 

WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house 

Gang bang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out 

Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth 

Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out 

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee 

Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me 

Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat 

Still the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out 

[Goldie Loc] 

Yeah! it's about to get Crip'd out crazy 

Blast on all you suckas with the throw away to daily 

Don't you shoot that little mothafucka no mo' 

That ain't what he said when he hit the chest went through his heart, came out his elbow 

You shouldn't have been talkin' that shit bitch boy 

Sayin' the wrong thing against the real McCoy 

Didn't know I was a cold-blooded gangsta 

If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, we'll catch ya lata 

[Tray Deee] 

We exploded, reloaded and sewed it up 

Sprayed shots to the crowed, like a loaded pump 

Keep this mothafucka jumpin' 'til they close it up 

Then we dippin' wit a sip and some hoes to fuck 

Pour late, the hard way, ain't no bustas here 

So explict you can only get it once a year 

Eastsidaz, the ridaz, they change the game 

And let you know from here go, we straight came to bang 

[Bigg Snoop Dogg] 

Put me on a leash if you dare and I doubt you 

Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you? 

Niggas on the streets gon' keep talkin' shit about you 

As long as you clap fool, it's bigger than 'bout too 

Fuck wit fools, that ain't never paid us 

And try to turn the homies into traitaz 

Blue rags with blue balls, fo' all you hataz 

I shoot a shout out to the killas 

Yeah them stealas and Raiders 

[Soopafly] 

It's them D-O double G'z 

Ain't nobody really fuckin' wit deez 

[Bigg Snoop Dogg] 

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out? 

[Soopafly] 

DoggHouse in ya mouth 

We them niggas people talkin' about 

[Bigg Snoop Dogg] 

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out? 

[Soopafly] 

Niggas betta run and hide, we about to ride 

[Bigg Snoop Dogg] 

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out? 

[Soopafly (Bigg Snoop Dogg)] 

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out? (Woof, woof) 

[Bigg Snoop Dogg] 

Who let them Eastside ridaz out? 

[Goldie Loc] 

Now all the locs and doggs, who roll in big balls, say chips! (Chips!) 

And all the women wit extensions in well fed conditions, you bitch! (You Bitch!) 

[Bigg Snoop Dogg] 

Hey! who let the mothafuckin' gate open? 

Police comin' and we still smokin' 

What you drinkin' on Loc'y, Loc'y? 

Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy while we tokin' on the wo'gy, doggy 

[Goldie Loc] 

Say woof mothafucka!, woof mothafucka! 

Mighty mowed his ass, take his block fo' the hustlas 

Post up, make about a million a month 

Hittin' Bloods!, switchin' guns! 

[Hook: Nate Dogg] 

WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house 

Gang bang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out 

Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth 

Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out 

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee 

Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me 

Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat 

Still the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out