Album by: Top Dogg

Artist by: Snoop Dogg

Hey yo goldie loc let me hear some dog (puff)

We gotta go some for the hood thats on the real

Yeah, this is a public service anouncement from the mathaf**kin lbc

Yeah, check this out cuzz, uhm,

Hey yo goldie loc

Lets do this for the homies in the hood

The dub, waddup

No disrespect to them other hoods

But this is where Im from

3-2-1 I cant cum

No other way

No way, no how

You know the bowwow do it long beach style

To the fullest young ni**a row

With my steal I cap home feeling like a o

No he didnt, yes he did

Bank your chin in her crib

This aint no fed

But now he did

On the other side where the cowboys at

Where the brown blast black

And the black blast right back

Thats a fact in the city where Im from

You betta get ready

Caus here they kitty come cum

Ni**a we can dumb on your *****ass

I aint trippin caus Im from the oldschool

And I never hesita to blast

See, we be innin

You gotta beginnin to win

Holla back ni**a in 20 minutes

Gimme your mic and watch me brake these niggas

How they figga

Bustas get shot tryin to plot

Blew the dice hit them twice hit a seven

Now snoop watch me trip when I back your eleven

Mix for licks to double my chips

Some bangers so much I got cheers even go to there

Now back up and watch me stack up my dirt

I steal like gz when you woke up and it hurt

Watch me try matches no need for no practice

F**k around and get straight stoned with the package

Dogg get the w**d bangin

How the homies feel

If me and you left here for hangin

I feel like givin it up

Caus Im a young ni**a livin it up

Me and snoop aint give a f**k

20 minutes to get your c-walk on

You know I get my ride on all on his own

Check this out dog, you dont know me sh*t

You know I respresent the eastside long beach with the crip ni**a

Twos, os, fos and hoes

Ni**a only f**kin with the real 2-0s

20 minutes, 20 minutes

Holla at me, 20 minutes

Deuce, fos, hoes and clothes

Ni**a only f**kin with the real 2-0s

20 minutes, 20 minutes

Holla at me, 20 minutes

We ride

Sliding of to the eastside

Hoo-ride, to homicide

Rollin in the g-ride

So what yall bustas gondo

When the pimps, bangers and hustlaz smash on you

One for the money

And too for the sjizzo

Im lil goldie loc that gives a f**k about a hizzo

Three to the fizzo

And five to the sizacks

My ni**a snoop dogg gives a f**k about a bi-zitch

Yeah you hearded from me, mmm,

Authograve that a**

Ni**a, l-a-l-g

Little goldie loc

Goldie locks the same thang

Smashing for the hood caus I wanted to gangbang

Will I change

Hell nah ni**a

Quick to jack that a** to make my bank roll bigga

Trip

I shot em down

I shot em , shot em down

And if the too damn big

Then I cut em , cut em down

Ni**a where the pound

Hell yeah Im from the pound

Ni**a how that sound

Dogg pound bounce

I got homies from the dub that bang everyday

I got homies from the hood that do the same all day

I keep my feet real close to the street

And keep my hands real close to the heat

Im not descreet when it comes to the dogg

Im a real o like eight-ball

We c now us by the gangbangin

Crackslangin, entertain us

Sippin silver set not to contain us

Askin which one of yall niggas wanna scrap

We can do it g-style

Mathaf**ker strap

Just like I tought ni**a

You got caught

Ol*****ass ni**a droppin all that soul

You see, first thangs first when your a grown man

You gotta get up, get out and get your own man

See, I dont owe you and you dont owe me

Its 1999 Im the og

Respect your gz is what my homies told me

So I show real love to the dubs

20 minutes, 20 minutes cuzz

Yeah, ni**a 20 minutes cuzz

And like I said

Deuce, fos, hoes and shows

Ni**a only f**kin with the real 2-0s

Yeah 20 minutes

Holla at me ni**a like I said

Twos, fos, hoes and shows

Ni**a only f**kin with the real 2-0s

20 minutes, 20 minutes

Holla at me cuzz

20 minutes

Roll, roll, roll your dubs

Eastside i-t-c

Roll your doggin doggy dogg

Ni**a this d-p-g