I was sittin' at the pound about to eat dinner Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin' thinner My ******** Spanky- Loc was playin' basketball And my ********s in the backyard, y'all about to squab my doggz Dirty Red 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 doDogg Pound for life ********, uhh thought you knew But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin' ********, my doggzs crap They get down for theirs, bring 'em right to the back Hit the gate don't wait and ask the homey NateHe 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 ********s on stuck in paws And I'm a dedicate this one to my doggz Remember that pit, the one I had named PeteyUhh, 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' Cuz if you don't then you can't represent the PoundNow 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' Cuz I'm a be on the lookout for the sell to dem pigs Ask my little homey TechniqueI came Scarface, Corleone killers, baby boy OGThe homey Tray Dee 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 ChinoScrappy- Du and the crew called the GambinosMa bark and she'll spark up some ************t real quick Just last week y'know what? She bit the ************t out of me Man, this ************ is a trick, I had to get cold feet To get the ************ 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, ******** got love for y'all But I got more love for my mother********' doggz, it's just Me and my doggz(Sick 'em) Me and my doggz(Sick 'em, beware, beware) Me and my doggz Now when it comes to my doggz they stay fly like geese But as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm soopafly like PriestI 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 gang banged OPAnd leave your ass red and yeah, half dead 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 ****** wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head And all the kid do was cry like a ************ His life was a pit and mine's in the ************t Me and my doggz(Sick 'em) Me and my doggz(Sick 'em, beware, beware) Me and my doggz Beware, beware, sick 'em It's just me and my doggz I keep my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard Just in case you ********s wanna ******** and try to act hard
I was sittin' at the pound about to eat dinner Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin' thinner My ******** Spanky- Loc was playin' basketball And my ********s in the backyard, y'all about to squab my doggz Dirty Red 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 doDogg Pound for life ********, uhh thought you knew But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin' ********, my doggzs crap They get down for theirs, bring 'em right to the back Hit the gate don't wait and ask the homey NateHe 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 ********s on stuck in paws And I'm a dedicate this one to my doggz Remember that pit, the one I had named PeteyUhh, 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' Cuz if you don't then you can't represent the PoundNow 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' Cuz I'm a be on the lookout for the sell to dem pigs Ask my little homey TechniqueI came Scarface, Corleone killers, baby boy OGThe homey Tray Dee 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 ChinoScrappy- Du and the crew called the GambinosMa bark and she'll spark up some ************t real quick Just last week y'know what? She bit the ************t out of me Man, this ************ is a trick, I had to get cold feet To get the ************ 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, ******** got love for y'all But I got more love for my mother********' doggz, it's just Me and my doggz(Sick 'em) Me and my doggz(Sick 'em, beware, beware) Me and my doggz Now when it comes to my doggz they stay fly like geese But as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm soopafly like PriestI 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 gang banged OPAnd leave your ass red and yeah, half dead 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 ****** wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head And all the kid do was cry like a ************ His life was a pit and mine's in the ************t Me and my doggz(Sick 'em) Me and my doggz(Sick 'em, beware, beware) Me and my doggz Beware, beware, sick 'em It's just me and my doggz I keep my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard Just in case you ********s wanna ******** and try to act hard
