Issues

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh-huh Yeah, Dogg House Oh, serious? haha Oh, I ain't know about all that Man, word on the street is (Yeah) a muthafucker Keep my ear to the street as much as possible Got to Found out Check it, homie [Verse] Everywhere I go I got niggas and bitches on my dick tryna take my shit, now I don't really know But I try to keep my head to the skitta, slice my piece of pitta What ya'll hatin' for? You better get up, get out, and get your own, nigga Pick up the phone, and Holla at your folks Young locs in the hood, mashin' Dogg House, fuck them other fools D-O-double G Kick back, blaze a sack and catch a muthafuckin' Big Mack attack, we Blazin' up the dough It'll hurt you, nuttin' but purple in my circle To the day we die We gon' get money, bitches, and high Dogg House Gangsta Crip Right back up in your muthafuckin' ass for the year 2-G, bitch What ya'll wanna do? Seems like, these niggas wanna talk all night What we gonna do? We ain't gon' say nuttin' more, we gon' get with ya'll, on sight That's how I suppose to see So all that straggling in the gate tryna get close to me Ya'll niggas need to stop Tryna flip the Hip-Hop script, I snap, crackle, and POP Tell your friends and foes It's a whole new year, situation, and I'm still hatin' hoes Will it ever stop? Look, I really don't know but on the up, I doubt that, loc Now what about your hood? Man, I'm doin' mine, they doin' their's, so I guess It's all good And what about your crew? Shit, my crew is Tha Eastsidaz, fool, I thought you knew Dogg Pound ain't the same Yeah, them niggas split up and did they own thang And went and made their own gang Money is thicker than blood? That's fucked up, but on the real, that's how it is, cuzz, damn The world just ain't the same? And come to find out these niggas crossing out my muthafuckin' name So what am I to do? I pay 'em no mind, continue to shine, everything's fine In G-O-D we trust That's why ya'll suckers can't touch us, touch us Meechy made the beat And you know when we get together, shit, we like bread and meat We comin' with the heat Close your mouth, 'cause Dogg House definitely turnin' it out And what about the cops? I paid them and the ones I didn't, I slayed them, haha Will it ever stop? It's like askin' "Who is it?" before a nigga even knock The game is here to stay? And I'm here to change the rules 'cause I'm a player that loves to play Did you thank the Lord today? Think I didn't? And on that note, young loc, I'm gettin' ghost Why you tell the truth? 'Cause I'm hundred twenty proof, from the turf to the roof Bigg Snoop Peace, peace, peace