Snoop Dogg, Techniec - Me and My Doggs lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Snoop Dogg, Techniec - Me and My Doggs lyrics]
Also On "Tha Doggfather"
(Tear 'Em Off) Me & My Doggz
(Snoop Dogg)
I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a hard day at the studio
I was gettin thinner
My nigga Spanky-Loc was playin basketball
And my niggas in the backyard
'bout 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, fight cos that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga
Uhh thought you knew
But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin nigga
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 pit's 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 shit real quick
Just last week y'know what? She bit
The shit out of me
Man this bitch is a trick
I had to get cold feet
To get the bitch 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 nigga got love for y'all
But I got more love for my motherfuckin Doggz
It's just 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 ass 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 ass 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 fucked wit Scrappy and
Red tore off his head
And all the kid do was cry like a bitch
His life was a pit and mine's in the shit
(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 fuck
And try to act hard
(Tear 'Em Off) Me & My Doggz
(Snoop Dogg)
I was sittin at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a hard day at the studio
I was gettin thinner
My nigga Spanky-Loc was playin basketball
And my niggas in the backyard
'bout 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, fight cos that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life nigga
Uhh thought you knew
But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin nigga
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 pit's 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 shit real quick
Just last week y'know what? She bit
The shit out of me
Man this bitch is a trick
I had to get cold feet
To get the bitch 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 nigga got love for y'all
But I got more love for my motherfuckin Doggz
It's just 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 ass 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 ass 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 fucked wit Scrappy and
Red tore off his head
And all the kid do was cry like a bitch
His life was a pit and mine's in the shit
(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 fuck
And try to act hard