Snoop Dogg - Me My Doggz lyrics

The dog saw I'm, they tear, they, looked liked they try to tear him off I said "Oh my God! They want to eat my husband I was sitting at the pound about to eat dinner Had a hard day at the studio, I was getting thinner My n***a Sparky-O was playing basketball And my n***as in the backyard, y'all about to squab my Doggs Dirty work gets cream, it's a good scheme But you know it's all a part of the Corleone team I squabble, Friday 'cause that's what I do Dogg Pound for life n***a, thought you knew But you didn't, you think I'm kidding n***a, my Doggs 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 mobbing behind him Now they've got Michael Corleone Oh, Kurupt he got Lonely the psycho a**a**in He likes to smash on, And ain't no need to reach for heat 'cause you can't get your blast on Doggs we keep em, busters we sweep em And when it's time all my Doggz'll bite your momma We leave you n***as on stuck in paws And I'ma dedicate this one to my Doggz Remember that pit, the one I had named Petey She got k**ed so I didn't need him It's like that, what about Sweetie? He got k**ed 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 thing Cold name, cold game ya got ta get down Cause 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 Cause I'ma be on the lookout for the sell-to-dem pigs Ask my little homey Technique I 'came Scarface, Corleone k**ers, baby boy OG The homey Tray Deee I give him rock seat But the rest of the pits they rolling with me We're laying low in the cut, holstered up in Chino Scrappy-do and the crew called the Gambinos Ma bark and she'll spark up some sh** real quick Just last week y'know what? She bit the sh** out of me See now this b**h is a trick, I had to get cold feet To get the b**h 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 n***a got love for y'all But I got more love for my motherf**in Doggz It's just [Chorus] Me and my Doggz (sick em), me & my Doggz (sick em) (Beware, beware) Me & my Doggz Now when it comes to my Doggz they stay fly like geese But as for me I'm Snoop Dogg I'm supafly like Priest I unleash my Doggs then I tilt my brim I'm bout to trip off Locko 'cause he go taken my swim I think cause my cream my low, get aback to the pound He gon' be itching 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 thing that your a** can do I think it's cause he lost his big homey Don k**er see Who ran the whole yard and gang-banged OP And leave your a** red and yeah half-head 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**ed wit Scrappy and Red tore off his head And all the kid do was cry like a b**h His life was a pit and mine's in the sh** [Chorus] (Beware, beware) (Sick em) It's just me & my Doggz I keep my heat in my seat, my k**ers in my backyard Just in case you n***as want to f** and try to act hard Deadly serious in East Los Angeles and South Central where people Encounter stray dogs on a daily basis and often bare the scars to prove