Me And My Doggs-Snoop Dogg/Technique

Snoop Dogg) I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin thinner My ni**a Spanky-Loc was playin basketball And my niggas in the backyard, y'all about to squab my Doggz Dirty Red gets CREAM, it's a good scheme But you know it's all a part of the Corleone team I squabble...Friday cos that's what I do Dogg Pound for life ni**a, uhh thought you knew But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin ni**a, my Doggz scrap They get down for theirs, bring em right to the back Hit the gate don't wait and ask the homey Nate He gotta pit named Tiny mobbin behind him Now they've got Michael Corleone Oh, Kurupt he got Lonely the psycho assassin He likes to smash on, uhh And ain't no need to reach for heat cos you can't get your blast on Doggz we keep em, busters we sweep em And when it's time all my Doggz'll bite your momma We leave you niggas on stuck in paws And I'ma dedicate this one to my Doggz Remember that pit, the one I had named Petey Uhh, she got killed so I didn't need him Uhh, it's like that, what about Sweetie? He got killed too (damn) so I didn't need him It's a cold thang but it's a cold game But when you wit a Corleone name it's a cold thang Cold name, cold game ya got ta get down Cuz if you don't then you can't represent the Pound Now it's like a sport And if I get caught I'm right back in court So I gots ta keep it on the DL and don't yeezell But you know I gots tha pitbulls for seezell So if you want one, get one, holla at'cha boy quick Cuzz I'ma be on the lookout for the sell-to-dem pigs Ask my little homey Technique I 'came Scarface, Corleone killers, baby boy OG The homey Tray Deee I give him rock seat But the rest of the pits they rollin wit me We're layin low in the cut, holstered up in Chino Scrappy-Du and the crew called the Gambinos Ma bark and she'll spark up some sh*t real quick Just last week y'know what? She bit the sh*t out of me Man this b**ch is a trick, I had to get cold feet To get the b**ch up off me And I can't tame her and I can't blame her That's why I had to name her the top Dogg gamer Man, it's a shame-uh ni**a got love for y'all But I got more love for my motherf**kin Doggz It's just.... (Chorus) Me & my Doggz (sick em), me & my Doggz (sick em) (Beware, beware) Me & my Doggz (Snoop Dogg) Now when it comes to my Doggz they stay fly like geese But as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm soopafly like Priest I unleash my Doggz then I tilt my brim I'm bout to trip off Locko cos he go taken my swim I think cos my CREAMy low, get back to the pound He gon' be itchin like hell to put the bite on the clown And when you look with the frown he gon' get like 1-2 And ain't a damn thang that your a** can do I think it's cos he lost his big homey Don Killer see Who ran the whole yard and gangbanged OP And leave your a** red and yeah half-Dead He's a damn fool, he'll jack you for pants leg Don't beg you're dead, and don't dare show fear Young gangsta f**ked wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head And all the kid do was cry like a b**ch His life was a pit and mine's in the sh*t (Chorus) (Beware, beware) (Sick em) It's just me & my Doggz I keep my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard Just in case you niggas wanna f**k and try to act hard