Dogghouse Lyrics - Singles - Tha Eastsidaz

Dogghouse 

Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc 

Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout 

Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh 

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee 

Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say 

What you say, huh? 

(We do this like everyday) 

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee 

Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say 

What you say, huh? 

(We do this like everyday) 

Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank? 

Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank? 

V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus 

'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage 

Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse 

Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out 

Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog 

Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball 

They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass 

Hope you brought your play a pass 

Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks 

Bigger than big everyday in L.A. 

4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch 

DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get 

The fuck out, that's on the O G D P 

(Say what) 

And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me 

Don't matter how you come, use all angles 

Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles 

My hookup, long rangers 

Better float like a nationwide sky pager 

Them hoes save us, talk about being play as 

On the real we can deal wit you play a haters 

We hit the spot, every city got a block 

What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops 

Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging 

Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming 

Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac 

Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap? 

Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot 

To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse 

Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin' 

This bomb, I'm likin' 

Holla at my folks I know up in the complex 

Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed 

Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane 

Once again it's on, big chiefin' 

Remind me of the noisiest place 

Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced 

How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1 

Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one 

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee 

Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say 

What you say, huh? 

(We do this like every day) 

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee 

Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say 

What you say, huh? 

(We do this like every day) 

Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it 

Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket 

Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue 

And got my little bitch catch a contact too 

House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on 

Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on 

Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it 

4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted 

Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook 

Straight crooks, getting money off the books 

Making nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving 

Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin' 

DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get 

The fuck out, that's on the O G D P 

(Say what) 

And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me 

Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers 

Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers 

Cocksuckers, they can't stop us 

Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers 

I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches 

I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches 

Ice skating over ditches 

I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches 

I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags 

I'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis 

I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red 

But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go 

I'm moving slow 

My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walking 

Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning nigga 

Dogg Pound gangsta crip for life 

And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night 

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee 

Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say 

What you say, huh? 

(We do this like everyday) 

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee 

Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say 

What you say, huh? 

(We do this like everyday)