Key: B major•
Verse 1
They, looked liked they try
to tear him off
I said, "Oh my God! They want
to eat my husband!"
Verse 2
Had a hard day at the studio,
was gettin' thinner
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E
D#m
My nigga Spikey Loc was playin' basketball
'bout to squab my dogs
E
D#m
Dirt Red gets cream, it's a good scheme
D#m
B
'cause that's what I do
Dogg Pound for life, nigga, uh,
B
E
But you didn't, you think I'm kiddin',
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B
nigga, my dogs scrap
They get down for theirs, bring
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E
Hit the gate, don't wait,
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B
and ask the homie Nate
He got a pit named Tiny
mobbin' behind him
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E
B
Now, Daz got Michael Corleone
Oh, Kurupt he got Lonely
B
E
B
He likes to smash 'em, uh
And ain't no need to reach for heat
E
D#m
Dogs, we keep 'em,
busters, we sweep 'em
my dogs'll bite your mama
E
D#m
We leave you niggas on stuck and pause
one to my dogs
Remember that pit,
the one I had named Petey
Uh, she got killed so I didn't
need it (damn)
Uh, it's like that,
what about Sweetie? (What about Sweetie?)
He got killed too,
so I didn't need him (damn, damn, damn)
B
'Cause if you don't then you can't represent
the Pound (Dogg Pound, D.P.G.)
Verse 3
D#m
back in court (shh, court)
D#m
B
DL and don't teezell
But you know I got the pitbulls for seezell
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B
holla at your boy quick
'Cause I'ma be on the lookout
E
B
Ask my little homie Techniec
I gave him Scarface, Corleone killers,
baby boy OG
E
B
The homie Trey Dee, I gave him Roxy
But the rest of the pits,
they rollin' with me
We layin' low in the cut,
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B
Scrappy- Doo and the crew
called the Gambinos
E
D#m
up some shit real quick
you know what? (Bitch) she bit the shit out of me
D#m
B
I had to get coffee
To get the bitch up off me
D#m
E
And I can't tame her and I
her the Top Dogg Gamer
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B
Man, it's a shame,
E
B
nigga got love for y'all
But I got more love for
my motherfuckin' dogs
Verse 4
sic 'em)
Me and my dogs (sic 'em)
Get your puppy chow
(Sic 'em, sic 'em) Oh wow
Verse 5
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B
But as for me, I'm Snoop Dogg,
I'm superfly like Priest
I'm 'bout to trip off Flocko 'cause he
to put the bite on the clown
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E
And when you look with the frown he gon' get
D#m
B
like one- two (one- two)
And ain't a damn thing that
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E
I think it's 'cause he lost his big
Who ran the whole yard and
D#m
gangbanged DP
B
E
D#m
And leave your ass red and yeah, half- head
he'll jack you for pants leg
F#
E
Don't beg, you're dead an
F#
D#m
and Red tore off his ear
E
D#m
And all he could do was cry
That's life as a pit and mine's
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B
F#
the shit
Verse 6
F#
(Beware, beware) (Sic 'em) It's just me and my
dogs
my killers in my backyard
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B
Just in case you niggas wanna
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E
The problem is especially seri
Verse 7
B
ous
(beware, beware)
In East Los Angeles and South Central
(it's just me and my dogs)
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E
dogs on a daily basis
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