| Meech
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| Bow Wow
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| Yeah
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| Dogg House
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| Oh serious
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| So I didn’t know about all that
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| Yeah
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| Keep my industry as much as possible
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| You got too
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| Found out, found out
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| On all ya’ll niggas
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| Check me out homie
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| Everywhere I go
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| I got niggas and bitches on my dick trying to take my shit
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| Now, I don’t really know
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| But I try to keep my head to the skitta
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| Slice my piece of hitta
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| Whatcha hatin' for?
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| You better get up, get out and get your own, Nigga
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| Pick up the phone and holla at your folks
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| Young locs in the hood, mashing Dogg House
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| Fuck them other fools
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| Kick back, blaze the sack
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| And catch a muthafucking big, Mack Attack
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| We blazin' up the dough
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| It’ll hurt you
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| Nothing but purple in my circle
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| To the day we die
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| We gon' get money, bitches and high
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| Dogg House Gangsta Crip
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| Right back in your muthafucking ass for the R-2-G, bitch
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| What ya’ll wanna do?
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| Seems like these niggas wanna talk all night
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| What we gonna do?
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| We ain’t gonna say nothing more, we gonna get with ya’ll, on side
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| That’s how suppose to see
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| So all that straggling in the gate trying to get close to me
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| Ya’ll niggas need to stop
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| Trying to flip the hip hop scrip
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| I snap, crackle and POP
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| Tell your friends and foes
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| It’s a whole new year and situation and I’m still hating hoes
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| Will it ever stop?
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| Look I really don’t know but on the up, I doubt that, lo
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| Now what about your hood?
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| Man, I’m doing mine they’re doing their’s
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| So I guess It’s all good
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| And, what about your crew?
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| Shit, my crew is the Eastside
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| Fool, I thought u knew
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| Dogg Pound ain’t the same?
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| Yeah, them niggas split up and did they own thang and went made their own gang
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| Money is thicker than blood?
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| That’s fuck up but on the real that’s how it is cuz, damn
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| The world just ain’t the same?
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| And come to find out these niggas crossing out my muthafucking name
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| So what am I to do?
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| I put it on mind continue to shine
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| Everything fine
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| In G-O-D we trust
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| That’s why ya’ll suckers can’t «Touch us, Touch us»
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| Meech u made the beat
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| And you know when we get together
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| Shit, we like bread and meat
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| We coming with the heat
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| Close your mouth cause Dogg House is definitely turning it out
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| And what about the cops?
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| I paid them and the ones I didn’t I slayed them, haha
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| Will it ever stop?
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| It’s like asking «Who is it» before a nigga even knock
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| The game is here to stay?
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| And I’m here to change the rules cause I’m a player that loves to play
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| Did you thank the lord today?
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| Think I did and on that note young loc, I’m getting ghost
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| Why you tell the truth?
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| Cause I’m hundred twenty proof from the turf to the roof
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| Bigg Snoop |