[Bigg Snoop Dogg]

You'z a fool fo' dis, yeah

My dogg Hi-Tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio!

Eastside shit, y'all know how we get down

7 dizzles a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle

Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again



Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some Zest

Psyche, we like the Bom, somebody betta ring the alarm

And hit the folks at the forum

Let my homies off the yard

I shall see the head nigga in charge

Push... Bush outta office, dump 'til they get off us

Make them offers, that leave niggas in coffins



[Goldie Loc]

Can you feel it my nigga, I'm 'bout to kill it my niggas

Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta government millas

Coke killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me

I was branded in a gang, fuck havin' techniques

Just ride, not a damn lettin' these fools breathe

Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo' yo cheese

Is it possible that laws might get jealous

Hell yeah they be hatin' on the 3 Good Fellas



[Tray Deee]

Over-dosage of ferocious, WestCoast in effect

Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck

Hold and respect, cold as it get, don't wanna test

Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the message

Insanity, commanded me to savagely spit

Suffer casualties, challenge me, I handle it quick

No talkin', C-Walkin', we chokin' the block off

Lettin' the glock off

And throwin' up DoggHouse



[Hook: Nate Dogg]

WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house

Gang bang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out

Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth

Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee

Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me

Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat

Still the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out



[Goldie Loc]

Yeah! it's about to get Crip'd out crazy

Blast on all you suckas with the throw away to daily

Don't you shoot that little mothafucka no mo'

That ain't what he said when he hit the chest went through his heart, came out his elbow

You shouldn't have been talkin' that shit bitch boy

Sayin' the wrong thing against the real McCoy

Didn't know I was a cold-blooded gangsta

If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, we'll catch ya lata



[Tray Deee]

We exploded, reloaded and sewed it up

Sprayed shots to the crowed, like a loaded pump

Keep this mothafucka jumpin' 'til they close it up

Then we dippin' wit a sip and some hoes to fuck

Pour late, the hard way, ain't no bustas here

So explict you can only get it once a year

Eastsidaz, the ridaz, they change the game

And let you know from here go, we straight came to bang



[Bigg Snoop Dogg]

Put me on a leash if you dare and I doubt you

Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you?

Niggas on the streets gon' keep talkin' shit about you

As long as you clap fool, it's bigger than 'bout too

Fuck wit fools, that ain't never paid us

And try to turn the homies into traitaz

Blue rags with blue balls, fo' all you hataz

I shoot a shout out to the killas

Yeah them stealas and Raiders



[Soopafly]

It's them D-O double G'z

Ain't nobody really fuckin' wit deez



[Bigg Snoop Dogg]

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?



[Soopafly]

DoggHouse in ya mouth

We them niggas people talkin' about



[Bigg Snoop Dogg]

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?



[Soopafly]

Niggas betta run and hide, we about to ride



[Bigg Snoop Dogg]

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?



[Soopafly (Bigg Snoop Dogg)]

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out? (Woof, woof)



[Bigg Snoop Dogg]

Who let them Eastside ridaz out?



[Goldie Loc]

Now all the locs and doggs, who roll in big balls, say chips! (Chips!)

And all the women wit extensions in well fed conditions, you bitch! (You Bitch!)



[Bigg Snoop Dogg]

Hey! who let the mothafuckin' gate open?

Police comin' and we still smokin'

What you drinkin' on Loc'y, Loc'y?

Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy while we tokin' on the wo'gy, doggy



[Goldie Loc]

Say woof mothafucka!, woof mothafucka!

Mighty mowed his ass, take his block fo' the hustlas

Post up, make about a million a month

Hittin' Bloods!, switchin' guns!



[Hook: Nate Dogg]

WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house

Gang bang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out

Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth

Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee

Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me

Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat

Still the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out