Me And My Doggs

I was sittin' at the pound about to eat dinner

Had a hard day at the studio,

I was gettin' thinner

My nigga Spanky-

Loc was playin' basketball

And my niggas 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 nigga, uhh thought you knew

But you didn't, you think

I'm kiddin' nigga, 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 niggas 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 shit real quick

Just last week y'know what?

She bit the shit out of me

Man, this 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 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 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

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 niggas wanna fuck and try to act hard