[{"id":14778233,"name":"Dogghouse","trackName":"Dogghouse","artistName":"Tha Eastsidaz","albumName":"Tha Eastsidaz","duration":263.799,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dogghouse\nGimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\nYeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\nYeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nDid ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\nYeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\nV.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\nDown in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\nToastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\nLookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\nGot some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\nThey gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big everyday in L.A.\n4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\n\nThem hoes save us, talk about being play as\nOn the real we can deal wit you play a haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\nThis bomb, I'm likin'\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefin'\n\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\nKillin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nMan I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\nHeaded up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\nPuffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\nAnd got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\nHouse shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\nSwooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\nNigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\nBout to set it off bet it's off the hook\nStraight crooks, getting money off the books\nMaking nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\nThuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nLet me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\nLet's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\nCocksuckers, they can't stop us\nNow put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\nI shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\nI be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\nIce skating over ditches\nI'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\nI be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\nI'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\nI'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\nBut this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\nI'm moving slow\n\nMy chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walking\nHundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning nigga\nDogg Pound gangsta crip for life\nAnd we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.76] Dogghouse\n[00:04.37] Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n[00:07.17] Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n[00:10.13] Yeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n[00:14.60] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:19.33] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, four-Tay from the bay, what you say\n[00:23.20] What you say, huh?\n[00:24.12] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:28.43] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[00:32.44] We do this like every day\n[00:33.94] Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n[00:36.01] Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n[00:38.96] V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n[00:41.08] 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n[00:43.46] Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n[00:46.09] Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n[00:48.67] Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n[00:50.45] Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n[00:52.58] They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n[00:53.94] Hope you brought your play a pass\n[00:55.22] Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n[00:57.92] Bigger than big every day in LA\n[00:59.98] 4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n[01:02.47] DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[01:06.14] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n[01:09.26] (Say what)\n[01:09.56] And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n[01:11.64] Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n[01:14.40] Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n[01:16.56] My hookup, long rangers\n[01:17.92] Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n[01:20.67] Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n[01:22.93] On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n[01:25.28] We hit the spot, every city got a block\n[01:27.51] What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n[01:30.84] Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n[01:33.12] Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n[01:35.51] Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n[01:38.16] Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n[01:40.16] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n[01:42.75] To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n[01:45.51] Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n[01:48.37] This bomb, I'm liking\n[01:50.02] Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n[01:52.49] Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.83] Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.12] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.97] Remind me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.29] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.60] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.11] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.62] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:12.63] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:17.00] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.89] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:21.76] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.16] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.84] (We do this like every day)\n[02:27.01] Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n[02:30.07] Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n[02:32.31] Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n[02:34.92] And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n[02:37.04] House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n[02:39.44] Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n[02:42.11] Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n[02:44.05] 4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n[02:46.58] Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n[02:48.83] Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n[02:50.96] Making nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\n[02:53.75] Thugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n[02:56.39] DoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[03:00.02] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P (say what)\n[03:03.26] And that's how it is when you fucking wit me\n[03:04.77] Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n[03:07.25] Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n[03:09.76] Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n[03:11.50] Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling with them coppers\n[03:15.17] I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n[03:17.33] I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n[03:20.10] Ice skating over ditches\n[03:21.87] I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n[03:24.55] I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n[03:26.72] I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n[03:29.30] I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n[03:31.05] But this ho won't let me know, which way to go\n[03:33.31] I'm moving slow\n[03:34.17] My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walking\n[03:36.31] Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning, nigga\n[03:39.16] Dogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\n[03:41.08] And We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n[03:43.49] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[03:47.37] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n[03:51.40] What you say, huh?\n[03:52.53] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[03:56.91] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[04:00.61] We do this like every day\n[04:23.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dogghouse\n  artist: Tha Eastsidaz\n  album: Tha Eastsidaz\n  duration_ms: 263799\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dogghouse\n  start_ms: 1760\n  end_ms: 4370\n- text: Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  start_ms: 4370\n  end_ms: 7170\n- text: Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  start_ms: 7170\n  end_ms: 10130\n- text: Yeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n  start_ms: 10130\n  end_ms: 14600\n- text: We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  start_ms: 14600\n  end_ms: 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Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, 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deal wit you play a haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\nThis bomb, I'm likin'\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefin'\n\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\nKillin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you 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4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\n  Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\n  I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n  I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n  Ice skating over ditches\n  I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\n  I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n  I'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n  I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n  But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\n  I'm moving slow\n\n  My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walking\n  Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning nigga\n  Dogg Pound gangsta crip for life\n  And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n"},{"id":32439516,"name":"Dogghouse","trackName":"Dogghouse","artistName":"Tha Eastsidaz","albumName":"Snoop Dogg presents Tha Eastsidaz","duration":268.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dogghouse\nGimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\nYeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\nYeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nDid ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\nYeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\nV.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\nDown in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\nToastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\nLookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\nGot some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\nThey gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big everyday in L.A.\n4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\n\nThem hoes save us, talk about being play as\nOn the real we can deal wit you play a haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\nThis bomb, I'm likin'\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefin'\n\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\nKillin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nMan I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\nHeaded up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\nPuffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\nAnd got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\nHouse shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\nSwooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\nNigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\nBout to set it off bet it's off the hook\nStraight crooks, getting money off the books\nMaking nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\nThuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nLet me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\nLet's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\nCocksuckers, they can't stop us\nNow put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\nI shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\nI be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\nIce skating over ditches\nI'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\nI be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\nI'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\nI'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\nBut this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\nI'm moving slow\n\nMy chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walking\nHundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning nigga\nDogg Pound gangsta crip for life\nAnd we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dogghouse\n  artist: Tha Eastsidaz\n  album: Snoop Dogg presents Tha Eastsidaz\n  duration_ms: 268000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Dogghouse\n  Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\n  Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\n  I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n  I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n  Ice skating over ditches\n  I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\n  I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n  I'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n  I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n  But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\n  I'm moving slow\n\n  My chucks only come wit a hundred 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Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)\n[Rappin' 4-Tay]\nDid ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\nYeah I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\nV.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\nCause the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\nDown in yellobrick road my destination, the Dogghouse\nToastin' Remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin all out\nLookin' for the wizard, creepin through the fog\nGot some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\nThey goin' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\nHope you brought your player pass\nTray-Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big everyday in L.A.\n4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yae, bitch\n[Snoop Dogg]\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you gots to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P, (say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin wit me\n[Waniac]\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\nThem hoes save us, talk about bein' players\nOn the real we can deal wit you player haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat you makin' when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\nKnow the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady bangin'\nHoes steady sangin from the gang that we claimin'\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc won't you spit that rap\n[Trip Loc]\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\nThis bomb, I'm likin'\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefin'\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\nKillin' my lungs, keepin' these homies and bitches on one\n[Chorus: x2]\n[Tray Deee]\nMan I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin' fuck it\nHeaded up to Dogghouse swervin' in a bucket\nPuffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\nAnd got my little bitch catch a contact too\nHouse shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\nSwoopin' to some Soopafly, gettin my smoke on\nNigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\nBout to set it off bet it's off the hook\nStraight crooks, gettin' money off the books\nMakin' nothin' but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin'\nThuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n[Snoop Dogg]\nDoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you ain't dope you gots to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P, (say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin with me\n[Goldie Loc]\nLet me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\nLet's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\nCocksuckers, they can't stop us\nNow put up your choppers, just in case they rollin' wit them coppers\nI shut em down, Doggpound for them bitches\nI be seein' you with snitches everytime I'm hittin' switches\nIce skatin' over dicthes\nI'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\nI be mobbin' down the road tryin' to bag up my bags\nI'm saggin' so hard I'm tearin' up the back of my khakis\nI'm tryin' to reach my dog Dirty Red\nBut this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\nI'm movin' slow\nMy chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walkin'\nHundred miles of runnin' smellin' funny and I'm gunnin' nigga\nDoggpound gangsta crip for life\nAnd we goin' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n[Chorus: x2]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dogghouse\n  artist: Tha Eastsidaz\n  album: Snoop Dogg Presents Tha Eastsidaz - Clean\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Dogghouse\n  Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  Yeah, check this out why'all, uh huh huh\n  [Chorus: Snoop Dogg]\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh? 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ball\n\nThey gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big every day in LA\n4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fucking with me\n\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\nThem hos save us, talk about being play as\nOn the real, we can deal with you playa haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\nThis bomb, I'm liking\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefing\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 501\nKillin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\nWhat you say, huh?\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\nWhat You say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nMan, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\nHeaded up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\nPuffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\nAnd got my little bitch catch a contact too\nHouse 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what you say\n[00:23.20] What you say, huh?\n[00:24.12] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:28.43] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[00:32.44] We do this like every day\n[00:33.94] Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n[00:36.01] Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n[00:38.96] V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n[00:41.08] 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n[00:43.46] Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n[00:46.09] Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n[00:48.67] Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n[00:50.45] Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n[00:52.58] They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n[00:53.94] Hope you brought your play a pass\n[00:55.22] Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n[00:57.92] Bigger than big every day in LA\n[00:59.98] 4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n[01:02.47] DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[01:06.14] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n[01:09.26] (Say what)\n[01:09.56] And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n[01:11.64] Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n[01:14.40] Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n[01:16.56] My hookup, long rangers\n[01:17.92] Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n[01:20.67] Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n[01:22.93] On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n[01:25.28] We hit the spot, every city got a block\n[01:27.51] What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n[01:30.84] Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n[01:33.12] Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n[01:35.51] Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n[01:38.16] Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n[01:40.16] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n[01:42.75] To see if he floating with me up to the 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the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big every day in LA\n  4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n  Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lighting, outside little 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bags\n  I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n  I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n  But this ho won't let me know, which way to go\n  I'm moving slow\n  My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walking\n  Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning, nigga\n  Dogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\n  And We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  We do this like every day\n"},{"id":16256584,"name":"Dogghouse (Feat. Tha Locs & Rapp'n 4 Tay)","trackName":"Dogghouse (Feat. Tha Locs & Rapp'n 4 Tay)","artistName":"Tha Eastsidaz","albumName":"Snoop Dogg Presents Tha Eastsidaz","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dogghouse\nGimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\nYeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\nYeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nDid ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\nYeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\nV.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\nDown in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\nToastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\nLookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\nGot some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\nThey gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big everyday in L.A.\n4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\n\nThem hoes save us, talk about being play as\nOn the real we can deal wit you play a haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\nThis bomb, I'm likin'\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefin'\n\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\nKillin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nMan I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\nHeaded up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\nPuffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\nAnd got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\nHouse shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\nSwooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\nNigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\nBout to set it off bet it's off the hook\nStraight crooks, getting money off the books\nMaking nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\nThuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nLet me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\nLet's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\nCocksuckers, they can't stop us\nNow put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\nI shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\nI be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\nIce skating over ditches\nI'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\nI be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\nI'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\nI'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\nBut this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\nI'm moving slow\n\nMy chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walking\nHundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning nigga\nDogg Pound gangsta crip for life\nAnd we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.76] Dogghouse\n[00:04.37] Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n[00:07.17] Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n[00:10.13] Yeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n[00:14.60] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:19.33] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, four-Tay from the bay, what you say\n[00:23.20] What you say, huh?\n[00:24.12] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:28.43] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[00:32.44] We do this like every day\n[00:33.94] Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n[00:36.01] Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n[00:38.96] V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n[00:41.08] 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n[00:43.46] Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n[00:46.09] Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n[00:48.67] Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n[00:50.45] Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n[00:52.58] They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n[00:53.94] Hope you brought your play a pass\n[00:55.22] Tray 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me\n[03:04.77] Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n[03:07.25] Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n[03:09.76] Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n[03:11.50] Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling with them coppers\n[03:15.17] I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n[03:17.33] I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n[03:20.10] Ice skating over ditches\n[03:21.87] I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n[03:24.55] I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n[03:26.72] I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n[03:29.30] I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n[03:31.05] But this ho won't let me know, which way to go\n[03:33.31] I'm moving slow\n[03:34.17] My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walking\n[03:36.31] Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning, nigga\n[03:39.16] Dogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\n[03:41.08] And We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn 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Dogghouse\n  Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my 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Tray Dee\n[00:19.33] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, four-Tay from the bay, what you say\n[00:23.20] What you say, huh?\n[00:24.12] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:28.43] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[00:32.44] We do this like every day\n[00:33.94] Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n[00:36.01] Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n[00:38.96] V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n[00:41.08] 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n[00:43.46] Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n[00:46.09] Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n[00:48.67] Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n[00:50.45] Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n[00:52.58] They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n[00:53.94] Hope you brought your play a pass\n[00:55.22] Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n[00:57.92] Bigger than big every day 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spot\n[01:42.75] To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n[01:45.51] Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n[01:48.37] This bomb, I'm liking\n[01:50.02] Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n[01:52.49] Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.83] Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.12] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.97] Remind me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.29] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.60] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.11] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.62] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:12.63] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:17.00] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.89] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:21.76] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.16] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.84] (We do this like every day)\n[02:27.01] Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n[02:30.07] Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n[02:32.31] Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n[02:34.92] And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n[02:37.04] House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n[02:39.44] Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n[02:42.11] Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n[02:44.05] 4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n[02:46.58] Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n[02:48.83] Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n[02:50.96] Making nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\n[02:53.75] Thugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n[02:56.39] DoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[03:00.02] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P (say what)\n[03:03.26] And that's how it is when you fucking wit me\n[03:04.77] Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n[03:07.25] Let's all get 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'bout\n  Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\n  House shoes with the blue khaki 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for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do 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Bigger than big everyday in L.A\n[00:59.97] 4-Tay representing for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n[01:02.12] DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[01:06.17] The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n[01:09.03] (Say what)\n[01:09.66] And that's how it is when You fucking wit Me\n[01:11.50] Don't matter how You come, use all angles\n[01:14.38] Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n[01:16.43] My hookup, long rangers\n[01:17.77] Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n[01:20.46] Them hoes save Us, talk about being play as\n[01:22.71] On the real We can deal wit You play a haters\n[01:25.19] We hit the spot, every city got a block\n[01:27.43] What You making when You take it to a different type of level that it pops\n[01:30.73] Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n[01:33.08] Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n[01:35.42] Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n[01:38.04] Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n[01:40.04] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n[01:42.64] To see if He floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n[01:45.49] Hit the weed He lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n[01:48.29] This bomb, I'm liking\n[01:49.99] Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n[01:52.36] Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.76] Now We ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.03] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.85] Remind Me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.14] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.52] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.08] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.59] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n[02:12.61] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4-Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:16.94] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.70] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n[02:21.67] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4-Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.17] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.77] (We do this like every day)\n[02:26.98] Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n[02:29.94] Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n[02:32.21] Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n[02:34.83] And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n[02:36.91] House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n[02:39.33] Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n[02:42.04] Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n[02:43.85] 4-Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n[02:46.45] Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n[02:48.72] Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n[02:50.87] Making nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\n[02:53.68] Thugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n[02:56.27] DoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[02:59.79] The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n[03:03.07] (Say what)\n[03:03.25] And that's how it is when you fucking wit me\n[03:04.78] Let me hear You say pimps, 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Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  Yeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, four-Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  We do this like every day\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n  Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n  Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze 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from the bay, what you say\n[00:23.20] What you say, huh?\n[00:24.16] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:28.49] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[00:32.37] We do this like every day\n[00:33.99] Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n[00:36.04] Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n[00:38.90] V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n[00:41.01] 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n[00:43.49] Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n[00:46.01] Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n[00:48.62] Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n[00:50.40] Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n[00:52.53] They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n[00:53.95] Hope you brought your play a pass\n[00:55.20] Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n[00:57.92] Bigger than big every day in LA\n[00:59.92] 4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n[01:02.45] DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[01:06.12] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n[01:09.26] (Say what)\n[01:09.60] And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n[01:11.69] Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n[01:14.45] Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n[01:16.58] My hookup, long rangers\n[01:17.99] Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n[01:20.65] Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n[01:22.94] On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n[01:25.24] We hit the spot, every city got a block\n[01:27.54] What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n[01:30.84] Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n[01:33.18] Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n[01:35.54] Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n[01:38.11] Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n[01:40.17] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n[01:42.72] To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n[01:45.52] Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n[01:48.34] This bomb, I'm liking\n[01:50.06] Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n[01:52.47] Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.89] Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.18] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.92] Remind me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.22] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.68] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.18] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.60] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:12.70] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:17.06] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.83] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:21.76] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.12] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.85] (We do this like every day)\n[02:27.05] Man, I got 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Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big every day in LA\n  4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n  Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n  This bomb, I'm liking\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefing\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  What you say, huh?\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  What You say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\n  Thugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\n  DoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P (say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fucking wit me\n\n  Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling with them coppers\n  I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n  I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n  Ice skating over ditches\n  I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\n  I be mobbing down the 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ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\nThey gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big everyday in L.A.\n4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\n\nThem hoes save us, talk about being play as\nOn the real we can deal wit you play a haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at 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Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big every day in LA\n  4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n  Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed 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shit Goldie Loc\nYeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\nYeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, four-Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\nWe do this like every day\n\nDid ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\nYeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\nV.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\nDown in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\nToastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\nLooking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\nGot some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\nThey gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big every day in LA\n4 Tay representing for 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as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.89] Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.18] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.92] Remind me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.22] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.68] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.18] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.60] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:12.70] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:17.06] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.83] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:21.76] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.12] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.85] (We do this like every day)\n[02:27.05] Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n[02:30.08] Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n[02:32.37] Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n[02:34.97] And got my little bitch catch a contact 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with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n[03:20.15] Ice skating over ditches\n[03:21.86] I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n[03:24.56] I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n[03:26.75] I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n[03:29.36] I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n[03:31.02] But this ho won't let me know, which way to go\n[03:33.39] I'm moving slow\n[03:34.13] My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walking\n[03:36.35] Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning, nigga\n[03:39.14] Dogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\n[03:41.08] And We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n[03:43.43] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[03:47.32] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n[03:51.44] What you say, huh?\n[03:52.50] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[03:56.98] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You 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player's ball\n\n  They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big every day in LA\n  4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n  Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n  This bomb, I'm liking\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefing\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  What you say, huh?\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  What You say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a 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Ice skating over ditches\n  I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\n  I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n  I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n  I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n  But this ho won't let me know, which way to go\n  I'm moving slow\n  My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walking\n  Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning, nigga\n  Dogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\n  And We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  We do this like every day\n"},{"id":20755768,"name":"Dogghouse","trackName":"Dogghouse","artistName":"Tha Eastsidaz Feat. 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through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\n  Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\n  I shut 'em down, Dogg 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gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\nThis bomb, I'm likin'\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefin'\n\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\nKillin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like every 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Goldie Loc\n[00:07.17] Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n[00:10.13] Yeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n[00:14.60] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:19.33] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, four-Tay from the bay, what you say\n[00:23.20] What you say, huh?\n[00:24.12] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:28.43] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[00:32.44] We do this like every day\n[00:33.94] Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n[00:36.01] Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n[00:38.96] V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n[00:41.08] 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n[00:43.46] Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n[00:46.09] Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n[00:48.67] Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n[00:50.45] Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n[00:52.58] They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n[00:53.94] Hope you brought your play a pass\n[00:55.22] Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n[00:57.92] Bigger than big every day in LA\n[00:59.98] 4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n[01:02.47] DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[01:06.14] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n[01:09.26] (Say what)\n[01:09.56] And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n[01:11.64] Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n[01:14.40] Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n[01:16.56] My hookup, long rangers\n[01:17.92] Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n[01:20.67] Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n[01:22.93] On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n[01:25.28] We hit the spot, every city got a block\n[01:27.51] What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n[01:30.84] Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n[01:33.12] Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n[01:35.51] Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n[01:38.16] Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n[01:40.16] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n[01:42.75] To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n[01:45.51] Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n[01:48.37] This bomb, I'm liking\n[01:50.02] Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n[01:52.49] Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.83] Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.12] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.97] Remind me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.29] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.60] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.11] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.62] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:12.63] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:17.00] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.89] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:21.76] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.16] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.84] (We do this like every day)\n[02:27.01] Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n[02:30.07] Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n[02:32.31] Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n[02:34.92] And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n[02:37.04] House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n[02:39.44] Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n[02:42.11] Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n[02:44.05] 4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n[02:46.58] Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n[02:48.83] Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n[02:50.96] Making nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\n[02:53.75] Thugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n[02:56.39] DoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[03:00.02] 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nigga\n[03:39.16] Dogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\n[03:41.08] And We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n[03:43.49] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[03:47.37] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n[03:51.40] What you say, huh?\n[03:52.53] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[03:56.91] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[04:00.61] We do this like every day\n[04:23.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dogghouse\n  artist: Tha Eastsidaz featuring The Locs and Rappin’ 4‐Tay\n  album: Snoop Dogg presents Tha Eastsidaz\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Dogghouse\n  start_ms: 1760\n  end_ms: 4370\n- text: Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  start_ms: 4370\n  end_ms: 7170\n- text: Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  start_ms: 7170\n  end_ms: 10130\n- text: Yeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n  start_ms: 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the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My 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lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\n  Thuggin' at the house party, 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gon party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n"},{"id":11406827,"name":"Dogghouse","trackName":"Dogghouse","artistName":"Eastsidaz, Tha featuring Locs, The and Rappin’ 4‐Tay","albumName":"Snoop Dogg presents Tha Eastsidaz","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dogghouse\nGimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\nYeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\nYeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\n(We do this like everyday)\n\nDid ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\nYeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\nV.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\nDown in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\nToastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\nLookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\nGot some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\nThey gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big everyday in L.A.\n4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\n\nThem hoes save us, talk about being play as\nOn the real we can deal wit you play a haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\nThis bomb, I'm likin'\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefin'\n\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\nKillin' my 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long rangers\n[01:17.92] Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n[01:20.67] Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n[01:22.93] On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n[01:25.28] We hit the spot, every city got a block\n[01:27.51] What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n[01:30.84] Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n[01:33.12] Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n[01:35.51] Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n[01:38.16] Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n[01:40.16] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n[01:42.75] To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n[01:45.51] Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n[01:48.37] This bomb, I'm liking\n[01:50.02] Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n[01:52.49] Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.83] Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.12] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.97] Remind me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.29] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.60] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.11] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.62] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:12.63] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:17.00] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.89] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:21.76] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.16] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.84] (We do this like every day)\n[02:27.01] Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n[02:30.07] Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n[02:32.31] Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n[02:34.92] And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n[02:37.04] House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n[02:39.44] Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n[02:42.11] Nigga Goldie Loc got 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Dogghouse\n  Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\n  Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\n  I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n  I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n  Ice skating over ditches\n  I'm true 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and wiggling ass\nHope you brought your play a pass\nTray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\nBigger than big every day in LA\n4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n\nDoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n(Say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fucking with me\n\nDon't matter how you come, use all angles\nTies become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\nMy hookup, long rangers\nBetter float like a nationwide sky pager\nThem hos save us, talk about being play as\nOn the real, we can deal with you playa haters\nWe hit the spot, every city got a block\nWhat You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\nKnow the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\nHoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\nYo, it's Waniac, the maniac\nTrip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n\nPark my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\nTo see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\nHit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\nThis bomb, I'm liking\n\nHolla at my folks I know up in the complex\nNigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\nNow we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\nOnce again it's on, big chiefing\nRemind me of the noisiest place\nLadies all over the place, and niggas super laced\nHow we like it, saggin' in my 501\nKillin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\nWhat you say, huh?\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\nWhat You say, huh?\n(We do this like every day)\n\nMan, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\nHeaded up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\nPuffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\nAnd got my little bitch catch a contact too\nHouse shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\nSwooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\nNigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\nBout to set it off bet it's off the hook\nStraight crooks, getting money off the books\nMaking nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\nThugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\nDoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\nThe fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P (say what)\nAnd that's how it is when you fucking wit me\n\nLet me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\nLet's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\nCocksuckers, they can't stop us\nNow put up your choppers, just in case they rolling with them coppers\nI shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\nI be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\nIce skating over ditches\nI'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\nI be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\nI'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\nI'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\nBut this ho won't let me know, which way to go\nI'm moving slow\nMy chucks only come with a hundred miles of walking\nHundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning, nigga\nDogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\nAnd We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\nWhat you say, huh?\nWe got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\nWaniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\nWe do this like every day","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.79] Dogghouse\n[00:04.36] Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n[00:07.14] Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n[00:10.10] Yeah, check this out y'all, uh, huh huh\n[00:14.69] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:19.34] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, four-Tay from the bay, what you say\n[00:23.20] What you say, huh?\n[00:24.16] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[00:28.49] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[00:32.37] We do this like every day\n[00:33.99] Did ya get the dank, did you get the dank?\n[00:36.04] Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n[00:38.90] V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n[00:41.01] 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage\n[00:43.49] Down in yellobrick road, my destination, the Dogghouse\n[00:46.01] Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n[00:48.62] Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n[00:50.40] Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n[00:52.53] They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n[00:53.95] Hope you brought your play a pass\n[00:55.20] Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n[00:57.92] Bigger than big every day in LA\n[00:59.92] 4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n[01:02.45] DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[01:06.12] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n[01:09.26] (Say what)\n[01:09.60] And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n[01:11.69] Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n[01:14.45] Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n[01:16.58] My hookup, long rangers\n[01:17.99] Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n[01:20.65] Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n[01:22.94] On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n[01:25.24] We hit the spot, every city got a block\n[01:27.54] What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n[01:30.84] Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n[01:33.18] Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n[01:35.54] Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n[01:38.11] Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n[01:40.17] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n[01:42.72] To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n[01:45.52] Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n[01:48.34] This bomb, I'm liking\n[01:50.06] Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n[01:52.47] Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n[01:54.89] Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n[01:58.18] Once again it's on, big chiefing\n[01:59.92] Remind me of the noisiest place\n[02:01.22] Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n[02:03.68] How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n[02:06.18] Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n[02:08.60] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:12.70] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:17.06] What you say, huh?\n[02:17.83] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[02:21.76] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n[02:25.12] What You say, huh?\n[02:25.85] (We do this like every day)\n[02:27.05] Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n[02:30.08] Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n[02:32.37] Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n[02:34.97] And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n[02:37.07] House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n[02:39.46] Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n[02:42.12] Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n[02:44.01] 4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n[02:46.55] Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n[02:48.84] Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n[02:50.98] Making nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\n[02:53.75] Thugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n[02:56.39] DoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n[03:00.02] The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P (say what)\n[03:03.28] And that's how it is when you fucking wit me\n[03:04.73] Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n[03:07.28] Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n[03:09.75] Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n[03:11.53] Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling with them coppers\n[03:15.17] I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n[03:17.37] I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n[03:20.15] Ice skating over ditches\n[03:21.86] I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n[03:24.56] I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n[03:26.75] I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n[03:29.36] I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n[03:31.02] But this ho won't let me know, which way to go\n[03:33.39] I'm moving slow\n[03:34.13] My chucks only come with a hundred miles of walking\n[03:36.35] Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning, nigga\n[03:39.14] Dogg Pound gangsta Crip for life\n[03:41.08] And We gon' party in this motherfucker all damn night\n[03:43.43] We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n[03:47.32] Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n[03:51.44] What you say, 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destination, the Dogghouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, filling jimmies, We going all out\n  Looking for the wizard, creeping through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gonna be stripping and wiggling ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big every day in LA\n  4 Tay representing for the whole damn yeah, biatch!\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fucking with me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n  Them hos save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real, we can deal with you playa haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What You making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't You spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floating with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lighting, outside little niggas is fighting\n  This bomb, I'm liking\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as He get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefing\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 501\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  What you say, huh?\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Dee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what You say\n  What You say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man, I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangstar shit that niggas loving\n  Thugging at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\n  DoggHouse, turning it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O-G-D-P (say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fucking wit me\n\n  Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  Now put up your 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end_ms: 173760\n- text: Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  start_ms: 173760\n  end_ms: 174610\n- text: Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 174610\n  end_ms: 176250\n- text: Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  start_ms: 176250\n  end_ms: 177250\n- text: Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n  start_ms: 177250\n  end_ms: 179130\n- text: I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n  start_ms: 179130\n  end_ms: 180780\n- text: I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n  start_ms: 180780\n  end_ms: 182240\n- text: Ice skating over ditches\n  start_ms: 182240\n  end_ms: 183590\n- text: I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n  start_ms: 183590\n  end_ms: 185120\n- text: I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n  start_ms: 185120\n  end_ms: 186540\n- text: I'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n  start_ms: 186540\n  end_ms: 187980\n- text: I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n  start_ms: 187980\n  end_ms: 189250\n- text: But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\n  start_ms: 189250\n  end_ms: 190730\n- text: I'm moving slow\n  start_ms: 190730\n  end_ms: 191330\n- text: My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walking\n  start_ms: 191330\n  end_ms: 192580\n- text: Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning nigga\n  start_ms: 192580\n  end_ms: 194250\n- text: Dogg Pound gangsta crip for life\n  start_ms: 194250\n  end_ms: 195150\n- text: And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night\n  start_ms: 195150\n  end_ms: 196670\n- text: We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  start_ms: 196670\n  end_ms: 198920\n- text: Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  start_ms: 198920\n  end_ms: 200610\n- text: 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  start_ms: 200610\n  end_ms: 203010\n- text: What you say, huh?\n  start_ms: 203010\n  end_ms: 203740\n- text: (We do this like everyday)\n  start_ms: 203740\n  end_ms: 204360\n- text: We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  start_ms: 204360\n  end_ms: 205520\n- text: Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  start_ms: 205520\n  end_ms: 206220\n- text: 4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  start_ms: 206220\n  end_ms: 207830\n- text: What you say, huh?\n  start_ms: 207830\n  end_ms: 211310\n- text: (We do this like everyday)\n  start_ms: 211310\n  end_ms: 213270\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 213270\nplain: |-\n  Dogghouse\n  Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc\n  Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout\n  Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?\n  Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?\n  V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus\n  'Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage\n\n  Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse\n  Toastin' Remy's, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out\n  Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog\n  Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball\n\n  They gon' be strippin' and wigglin' ass\n  Hope you brought your play a pass\n  Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks\n  Bigger than big everyday in L.A.\n  4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out,\n  And if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Don't matter how you come, use all angles\n  Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles\n  My hookup, long rangers\n  Better float like a nationwide sky pager\n\n  Them hoes save us, talk about being play as\n  On the real we can deal wit you play a haters\n  We hit the spot, every city got a block\n  What you making when you take it to a different type of level that it pops\n\n  Know the Dogg keep the hip rocks, steady banging\n  Hoes steady sang in from the gang that we claiming\n  Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac\n  Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap?\n\n  Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot\n  To see if he floatin' with me up to the DoggHouse\n  Hit the weed he lightin', outside little niggas is fightin'\n  This bomb, I'm likin'\n\n  Holla at my folks I know up in the complex\n  Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed\n  Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane\n  Once again it's on, big chiefin'\n\n  Remind me of the noisiest place\n  Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced\n  How we like it, saggin' in my 5 0 1\n  Killin' my lungs, keeping these homies and bitches on one\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like every day)\n\n  Man I got warrants, bad tax, still saying fuck it\n  Headed up to DoggHouse swerving in a bucket\n  Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue\n  And got my little bitch catch a contact too\n\n  House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on\n  Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on\n  Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it\n  4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted\n\n  Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook\n  Straight crooks, getting money off the books\n  Making nothing but that gangsta shit that niggas loving\n  Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'\n\n  DoggHouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you got to get\n  The fuck out, that's on the O G D P\n  (Say what)\n  And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit me\n\n  Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers\n  Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers\n  Cocksuckers, they can't stop us\n  Now put up your choppers, just in case they rolling wit them coppers\n\n  I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches\n  I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches\n  Ice skating over ditches\n  I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches\n\n  I be mobbing down the road trying to bag up my bags\n  I'm saggin so hard I'm tearing up the back of my khakis\n  I'm trying to reach my Dogg Dirty Red\n  But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go\n  I'm moving slow\n\n  My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walking\n  Hundred miles of running smelling funny and I'm gunning nigga\n  Dogg Pound gangsta crip for life\n  And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n\n  We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight with the homeboy Tray Deee\n  Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie,\n  4 Tay from the bay, what you say\n  What you say, huh?\n  (We do this like everyday)\n"}]