I was sittin` at the pound about to eat dinner
Had a hard day at the studio, I was gettin` thinner
My ni**a Spanky-Loc was playin` basketball
And my ni**as in the backyard, y`all about 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 Friday `cos that`s what I do
Dogg Pound for life ni**a, uhh thought you knew

But you didn`t, you think I`m kiddin` ni**a, my doggzs crap
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 ni**as on stuck in paws
And I`m a 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
`Cuz I`m a 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 Dee I give him rock seat
But the rest of the pits 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 s**t real quick
Just last week y`know what? She bit the s**t 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, ni**a got love for y`all
But I got more love for my motherf**kin` doggz, it`s just

Me and my doggz
(Sick `em)
Me and my doggz
(Sick `em, beware, beware)
Me and my doggz

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 gang banged 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 f**ked 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 s**t

Me and my doggz
(Sick `em)
Me and my doggz
(Sick `em, beware, beware)
Me and my doggz

Beware, beware, sick `em
It`s just me and my doggz
I keep my heat in my seat, my killers in my backyard
Just in case you ni**as wanna f**k and try to act hard