Meech you made the beat
Young locs in the hood, mashing Dogg House
Shit, my crew it's 'Tha Eastsidaz' and fool, I thought you knew
But I try to keep my head to the skitta slice my piece of hitta
What we gonna do?
Nigga pick up the phone and holla at your folks
Dogg Pound ain't the same?
Dogg House Gangsta Crip
The world just ain't the same?
Whatcha hating for? You better get up, get out and get your own
I put it on mind continue to shine everything fine
And you know when we get together
And come to find out this niggas crossing out my muthafucking name
We blazing up the dogg
Money is thicker than blood?
Man, I'm doing mine they're doing there's so I guess It's all good
Everywhere I go, I got niggas and bitches on my dick
I keep my industry as much as possible
Close your mouth cause Dogg House is definitely turning it out
What y'all wanna do?
That's fuck up but on the real that's how it is 'cause, damn
Fuck them other fools
Y'all niggas need to stop trying to flip the hip hop scrip
I snap and crackling pop
We ain't gonna say nothing more, we gonna get with y'all, on side
Found out, check out
Tell your friends and folks
We coming with the heat
Right back in your muthafucking ass for the R 2 G, bitch
So what am I to do?
Why you tell the truth?
It's a whole new year and situation and I'm still hating hoes
Did you thank the Lord today?
Look I really don't know but on the up I doubt that, loc
Shit, we like bread and meat
So all that straggling in the gate trying to get close to me
Now, what about your hood?
Will it ever stop?
It's like asking, "Who is it?" before a nigga even knock
'Cause I'm hundred twenty proof from the turf to the roof
I catch a muthafucking big, Mack Attack
In G O D we trust
That's how suppose to see
Will it ever stop?
Think I did and on that note young loc, I'm getting dose
The game is here to stay?
To the day we die we don't get money, bitches and high
Seems like these niggas wanna talk all night
And what about the cops?
That's why y'all suckers can't touch us, touch us
And I'm here to change the rules 'cause I'm a player that loves to play
Yeah, them niggas split up and did they own thang
And, what about your crew?
I pay them and the ones I didn't I slaved them
D O double G, kick back, blaze the sack
Trying to take my shit now, I don't really know
And went made their own gang
It'll hurt you nothing but purple in my circle
