Doggy Dogg World lyrics

[Skit: Snoop Dogg]
Can we get a motherf*ckin' moment of silence
For the small chronic break?
A-hah, yeah
n*ggas be brown-nosin' these hoes and sh*t
Takin' b*tches out to eat, and spendin' money on these hoes
Know what I'm sayin'?
I treat a b*tch like 7-Up — I never have, I never will
I tell a b*tch like this:
"b*tch, you without me is like Harold Melvin without Blue Notes
You'll never go platinum"
Hey Daz, give me a light, n*gga

[Intro: Taa Dow]
We’d like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West
I own this motherf*cker, and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all n*ggas know who I am, y'all n*ggas tearin' up sh*t
But we got somethin' old, and somethin' new for y'all tonight
Put yo' hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics

[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearin' motherf*ckers tryna steal my flow
But it ain't no thang, 'cause, see, my n*gga Coolio
Put me up on the game when I stepped through the do'
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
You know, some of these n*ggas is so deceptive
Usin' my styles like a contraceptive
I hope you get burnt, seems you haven't learnt
It's the knick-knack, paddywhack, I still got the biggest sack
So put your gun away, run away, 'cause I'm back (Why?)
Hit 'em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up
Now, tell me, what's going on?
It make me wanna holler, 'cause my dollars come in O-zones
Known for the break up, so take off your clothes
And quit tryna spit at my motherf*ckin' hoes
Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point
You think you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint?
You'se a flea, and I'm the Big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherf*ckin' paws
Y'alls n*ggas better recognize (Uh-huh)
And see where I'm comin' from — it's still Eastside 'til I die
Why ask why?
As the world keeps spinnin' to the D-O-double G, Y

[Chorus: The Dramatics & Nancy Fletcher]
It's a crazy, mixed-up world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
It's a Doggy Dogg World
(It's a Doggy Dogg World)
Oh
[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Well, if you give me ten b*tches, then I'll f*ck all ten
See my homie Snoop Dogg sippin' juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm for the set-trip to get papers
Styles vary, packin' flavor like Lifesavers
Ain't that somethin'? Talk sh*t and I'm dumpin'
I had your whole f*ckin' block bumpin'
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China
You'll never find a bomber rhymer than this n*gga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm comin' through
One-two, three — you can't see me
I'm a G like that, strapped with hit-hard tactics
A f*ckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, it's on and poppin'
All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin'
I wanna see some panties droppin'
I'm comin' from L.A, she used to chill with Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was just use that ho
Show her my di*kies, get with these, and kick flows)
I’m dishin' out blues, I’m upsettin' like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name’s often marked for catchin' slugs
And I smoke weed for the f*ck of it
Rough and rugged sh*t, it’s unexplanatory how I gets wicked
But it’s mandatory that I kick it
Check it, I’m runnin' hoes in '94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin' and movin'
Prepare for a war, it’s on
I’m head huntin', hit the button, and light sh*t up like Red Dawn
Peep the massacre from a verbal assassin
Murderin' with rhymes packin' TEC-9’s for some action
You really don’t know, do you? You f*ckin' wit a hog
You can’t do me, I’m goin' out looney like O-Dog
[Chorus: The Dramatics & Nancy Fletcher]
Ooh (Ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma, ma-ma, my)
It's a Doggy Dogg World (It's your world)
The Dogg's World (It's your world)

[Bridge: Dat n*gga Daz]
Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (All night long)
Uh-huh, 'til when? (Till the early morn')
It don't stop, and uh, it don't quit for the
Tha Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavi dope sh*t

[Verse 3: Dat n*gga Daz]
Diggity-Daz out of the motherf*ckin' cut once mo'
So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip-flop and serve hoes with the fat di*k
'Til I die, I'm still screamin' out ("b*tches ain't sh*t")
Now, I'm the mack daddy, had he
Not known about the city where I'm from, dum-diddy-dum
As you groove to the gangster sh*t
The D-O-double G, the P-O-U-N-D, the gangster clique
Now as Tha Pound break it down with the gangster funk
I can see and I can tell that's what the f*ck you want
So I blaze up the chronic so I can get high
I promise I'll smoke chronic 'til the day that I die

[Chorus: The Dramatics & Nancy Fletcher]
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world