| Hey cuz
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| Give me something for the motherfuckin low riders
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| Welcome to the house
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| Here ye here ye come one come all
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| Welcome to the house
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| A little something for my homegirls and all my dogs
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| Welcome to the house
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| Break a bitch at the same time breaking the law law
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| Welcome to the house
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| Dogg House do it to you so vivid and raw
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| Nigga come on in and have a seat
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| Write a rap or make a beat no need to bring heat
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| Junebug with the eight ball crackin' for sho
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| We Bout to fall in the back studio and blow
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| Compound locked down foundation set
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| So keep the set out your mouth if you ain’t claimed it yet
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| You know the D.H.G.C. |
| Snoop Nate Tray-D
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| Goldie Loc and the Angels bangin' and we stay G
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| Now when I build my shit it’s gone be something like this
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| Little rich ass niggas sitting on top of the cliff
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| Cars parked all the way down the street
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| I bet you 20 out of 40 sitting on some chrome v
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| From the entrance it’s pimp shit in full effect
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| Spittin' rhymes getting high off of blunts and X
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| Just G’s and lex we slang heat till death
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| Top notch bombs drop and keep the house on deck nothing less
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| Fell up in the Dogg House, I’m high as a kite
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| I kick game shoot the shit kick classics and then I write
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| It’s all love cuz thugs a thug
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| Blowing dubs pack the tech it’s all love with us
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| What you thought it was over bitch nigga had you pumped up
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| Hatas put us all out bitches got us fucked up
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| Doggy’s Angels lucked up hate from the gate
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| Big Snoop let us break to handle this like sex
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| Buss up like henchmen for the pension we dogs like resevior
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| Drinking G having tats thugged out repitar
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| Repititious and ready to cause heavy
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| Castrate hoes by nature trying to falsefy gangstas
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| Lyrical overdose 20 cc’s of the most
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| Potent antedote key from the street and you can smoke
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| Yap Chan or me collectively we the three most
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| G’d up femenist ever telling this bitch
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| Keep my vision limited if a bitch can’t benefit
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| Still no mercy Angels birth us cursed we thirsty
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| Loc just with the game stay tuned its gonna be continued
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| Just a sippin of that G shit peep the next on the menu
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| I been official a rider to the upmost
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| Check the representation no hesitation on the west coast
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| What up loc on the block nigga swervin' the lac Big Chan
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| Corner low with cognac
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| Credibility we finna keep a props to pop
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| While you set hoppin' bustas jump spot to spot
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| We hold post on the coast of the dogs and locs
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| Doing drive-by's hundred spokes crawl in snow
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| It’s time to eat sleep piss and shit
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| And as we walk out the door take a look at the fish
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| Peep this it’s something you can’t miss
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| Everybody from the Dogg House fool is a crip real shit
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| The house that dog built |