Got Beef

We see it all like night owls and we stay on the prowl
Holla at my Dogg, holla at my Dogg
Then holla at me, the D O G
If you got beef, with D P G
Any problems, any problems you can holla at my Dogg
As I flee, to the homie L.T.'s, to make the magic
So what'cha say? You wanna spit? You got beef?
(Holla at me, the D O G)
Yeah, I been tryin' to slang it, but don't nobody want it
Holla at me, the D O G
Handles ours, battle scars, Shackles, guards and all
Make the call, or fuck it, just kick off the brawl
I got big C-Style on the grill
Fuck y'all, that start bangin' after colors was made
Holla at my Dogg, you can holla at my Dogg, ohh

Any problems, any problems you could holla at my Dogg
See in the pen we got a name for niggas runnin' they yap
Holla at me, the D O G
If you got beef, with D P G
'Cause I come from one of the worst cottage in Paso
'Cuz on the real homeboy, we'll be fuckin' you up
If you got beef, with D P G
Therefore them bitches who talk that shit
Holla at my Dogg, you can holla at my Dogg, ohh
Try to bang in a show and get slumped like The Crow
Fuck a pass, when I mash, anybody get touched
And ain't no question we come steppin' straight to get in your shit
Holla at me, the D O G

(If you got beef, with D P G)

Holla at me, the D O G
Holla at me, the D O G

And watch the way you on my nuts when you spittin' it out, Dogg house
Now don't come round here fuckin' with us
They don't wanna see me shine again, they fuckin' with my mind again
Holla at me, the D O G
The life I lead, the average nigga would have broke down a long time ago
With that punk shit, bitch, biddity bye bye
Holla at me, the D O G
If you got beef, with D P G
They can't help you with band-aids, we comin' with grenades
Any day now, we gonna run at my nigga them killas is Natal
If you got beef, with D P G
If you got beef, with D P G
Then holla at me, the D O G
It's those that talk, and those that make shit happen
If you got beef, with D P G

If you got beef, with D P G
If you got beef, with L O C
Holla at my Dogg, holla at my Dogg
Any problems, any problems you can holla at my Dogg
Yeah, we all off up in the hills right about now

See to me, most bitches is women but bitch you'z a nigga
It ain't no mystery you dissin' me you dissin' my clique
And we the last niggas standin' once they start to fall
And every gangsta that I hang with down to bang
(Holla at me, the D O G)
I'm from the home where they get sprayed and gang related raids
I fuck a bitch up faster than I do a nigga
Honey west, I make the mission complete

And to you bitches who be thinking y'all could slide by
Holla at me, the D O G
You ain't seen this many niggas in your life with diamonds and braids
(Holla at me, the D O G)
(If you got beef, with D P G)
Sale soldiers, roll 'em up with somethin' up in they back
(Holla at me, the D O G)

We got rules and codes, G's and hoes
(If you got beef, with D P G)
Let's C-walk to that, and never give me no hassle
Holla at me, the D O G
It's the S to the Y, the L, just drop three keys
'Cuz I'm ridin' with my Doggs, win, lose, or draw

So make my name taste just like a dick in your mouth
Dogg pound insane, neighborhood twenty gangin' it
Any problems, any problems you could holla at my Dogg
Keepin' it way real
Be them bitches that's gettin' they ass beat
You got a muthafuckin' problem with my niggas then you got one with me

It's about two in the morning

If you got beef, with D P G

If you got beef, with D P G
Snoop D O double G, L.T. Hutton thangs
It got a body on it from a party don't it?
Full time pull mines and I gots to bust
When we could scrap or slap a clip, if you wanted to crack
(If you got beef, with D P G)

Friends and foes, ride or get rode on
D.P serve the heat, straight to the street
Dogg Dogg, have you seen my nigga

So why you actin' like a bitch? Puttin' your business on wax

But as soon as I finish this Heineken, I gotta go get my nine again