| Step inta the party as I bust a ho
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| I’ll lean up on the wall until I’m ready to go
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| I’m sippin on some juice with a twist of Mo
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| Comfortable, smokin' some dope
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| The bitch that I’m wit is so flexible
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| From Mexico, man I like this ho
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| The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
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| «Hey Dogg sit there and smoke and grind the ho»
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| But you know me I don’t dance too much
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| Unless that shit OD like the party’s at the Hutch
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| What? |
| what? |
| remember double dutch
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| Ow, the bubble butch
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| All up in the party swangin' E’s and C’s
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| Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
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| I came to the party dog by myself
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| Twenty out a twenty-one I’ll leave wit somebody else
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| It’s somethin about the way I rock a fuckin mic
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| Big Snoop Dogg what that Crip like
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| My nigga Fred Wreck with a G in the seat (ya know)
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| To make it complete (uh huh), cookin the beat (woo)
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| Takin' it back down Parliament Street
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| Look at this shit so funky, funky, coka, loca, ropa, dopa
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| Hit 'em with a smoka, pick a place to dope up
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| I pledge allegiance to the House for which it stands
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| We got some ghetto ass niggas, makin ghetto jams
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| OH what I’m feelin is that in my Cali ways
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| So roll some dope, (oww) and go ahead and blaze
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| God damn Loc here we go again
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| Steppin in this bitch to show these niggas how I did
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| Dogghouse done brought out this gangsta shit
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| And point blank, can’t nobody fade my clip
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| Don’t even thank the trick
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| You know what we ain’t inta hatin
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| But anythin you tryin' to brang we ain’t inta takin
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| Can’t you tell these outfits cost a fortune
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| Security stay alert to use enforcement
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| Ass cheeks pass me, I grabbed 'em hips
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| Dancin through the crowd to a badder bitch
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| The gas was quick, but not for mack I spit
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| I stopped at Iceland and got this platinum dick
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| You can’t attract a bitch, my game accurate
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| You wanna laugh and trip, I’m out to crack the whip
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| I ho that’s fast and thick, and ain’t gonna ask me shit
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| Get a blasted lip, and she attacked the dick
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| Yeah bitch
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| We gon' bust and we gon' rip ride
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| Walk on to, to the other side
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| The most ignorant ass niggas in the game
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| Tray Deee, Goldie Loc, Big Snoop and Kokane
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| I’m come all night pickin up these freaks
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| Fuckin hoes make these bitch niggas buckle
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| Dogghouse we unstoppable
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| Uh, don’t worry bout it, Crips control the mic
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| I pledge allegiance to the House for which it stands
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| We got some ghetto ass niggas, makin ghetto jams
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| OH what I’m feelin is that in my Cali ways
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| So roll some dope, (oww) and go ahead and blaze
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| I stepped in the party wit some blue and white Stacy’s
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| Right side Kacey, left side Tracy
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| I’m feelin' like the shit, as I slide through grinnin
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| Dogghouse nigga don’t you know we winnin
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| Left side gangsta, right side busta
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| Say the wrong thang and get shot motherfucker
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| When snitches get popped, the hood gettin' hot
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| Ain’t no cops around town, they afraid of gettin shot
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| Keep it on the low low, fuck that gang bang
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| Slang 'caine, anythang for my paper mayn
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| It’s easy to see (what) that I’m a motherfuckin ghetto ass G, can’t fuck wit me
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| Do it do it, loco 'til your casket drop
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| I’m a do it cause the Crip pop don’t stop
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| You think you can see me, I know you motherfuckers wanna be me
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| Light it up, blaze it up, ain’t no need for chokin
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| If I had anotha blunt wrap I’d be smokin
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| Locin waitin on Wreck to get back
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| When he get back perhaps I’m blazin up a sack
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| So relax, that’s snaps ain’t right, it’s all good
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| I got your back next time you dippin through the hood
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| Just make sure what you got insured is fine
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| You already know I got my money on my mind, nigga
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| Fuckin wit these niggas ain’t the way to go
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| Comin from the Eastside we so rep the boss
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| Checkin for your bitches, now we’re fuckin ya ho
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| Dogghouse fo sho, we untouchable
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| Niggas who ain’t wit it, betta duck and roll
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| Bitches know we comin and they lose control
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| Stepped up in the party and they rushed the door
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| Dogghouse fo sho, we untouchable |