Give It 2 'em Dogg Lyrics - Singles - Tha Eastsidaz

Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin' 

Lil' Goldie loc'll keep the dogg house crackin', lackin' 

We usin' dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters 

Posted up by the tray, like gangstas with the heaters 

Gang bangin' is my shit nigga 

Is you still gon' be my homie if I get a little bigger 

Fuck a bitch, never switches my motto 

And if you disagree with me watch out for my hollows 

Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon 

Quick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin' 

You wanna roll with the doggs but you can't 

You too busy ridin' nuts fool, get out the paint 

We came to give you what the fuck you want 

(Give it to 'em dogg, do it to 'em dogg, dogg, bang bang) 

We came to give you what the fuck you want 

(Give it to 'em dogg, yeah, bang bang, bang bang) 

5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30 ya bound to get dirty 

Ya herdy, was servin', birdies for Herby and Scrappy 

That nigga lyin' dogg go on and slap him 

That's probably how rumors get started 

See niggas be yappin' off at the mouth 

And don't be havin' their heart in 

Suckers, that's probably why I stay in the hills 

And let my pit bulls smash on niggas that feel 

I owe 'em somethin', dogg, throw me somethin' 

Nigga throw me somethin', shit I'm doin' badder than you 

And I ain't even fakin' or frontin' 

So quit the hatin' 'fore I start dumpin' 

I jump in the 8 5 0 and smash on out 

Meet me and Goldie Loc at the dogg house 

Smoked out, Hennessey and plenty weed 

Wit mo bitches, 4 bitches, some cole bitches, c'mon bitches 

We cold vicious, known pimpin', with no simpin' 

Stone crippin', low clippin', 4's drippin' 

Wet from my set, check my rep I'm a vet 

Ex-felon, never tellin' represent it to death 

Pack my flag wear khakis with that extra sag 

Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass 

Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck 

And my status been a classic I stay on the set 

Let it rain, let it drip, turn the change to chips 

Never nervous, stay in service from this gangsta shit 

Cool time on the grind never mind the danger 

Gun slanger, gang banger, long beach mangler 

Bringa of the noise like the Real Mccoys 

Niggas talk shit, walk quick or feel the toys 

We in this business to win this whatever the cost 

Goldie Loc, Snoop and Tray Deee you're never to cross 

Motherfuckers 

We came to give you what the fuck you want 

(Give it to 'em dogg, yeah, bang bang, bang bang, give it to 'em nigga) 

We came to give you what the fuck you want 

(East side, bang bang, East side, world wide, East side nigga, yeah)