[Bigg Snoop Dogg]
  You'z a fool fo' dis, yeah
  My dogg Hi-Tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio!
  Eastside shit, y'all know how we get down
  7 dizzles a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle
  Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again
    Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some Zest
  Psyche, we like the Bom, somebody betta ring the alarm
  And hit the folks at the forum
  Let my homies off the yard
  I shall see the head nigga in charge
  Push... Bush outta office, dump 'til they get off us
  Make them offers, that leave niggas in coffins
    [Goldie Loc]
  Can you feel it my nigga, I'm 'bout to kill it my niggas
  Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta government millas
  Coke killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me
  I was branded in a gang, fuck havin' techniques
  Just ride, not a damn lettin' these fools breathe
  Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo' yo cheese
  Is it possible that laws might get jealous
  Hell yeah they be hatin' on the 3 Good Fellas
    [Tray Deee]
  Over-dosage of ferocious, WestCoast in effect
  Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck
  Hold and respect, cold as it get, don't wanna test
  Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the message
  Insanity, commanded me to savagely spit
  Suffer casualties, challenge me, I handle it quick
  No talkin', C-Walkin', we chokin' the block off
  Lettin' the glock off
  And throwin' up DoggHouse
    [Hook: Nate Dogg]
  WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house
  Gang bang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out
  Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth
  Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out
  Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
  Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me
  Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat
  Still the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out
    [Goldie Loc]
  Yeah! it's about to get Crip'd out crazy
  Blast on all you suckas with the throw away to daily
  Don't you shoot that little mothafucka no mo'
  That ain't what he said when he hit the chest went through his heart, came out his elbow
  You shouldn't have been talkin' that shit bitch boy
  Sayin' the wrong thing against the real McCoy
  Didn't know I was a cold-blooded gangsta
  If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, we'll catch ya lata
    [Tray Deee]
  We exploded, reloaded and sewed it up
  Sprayed shots to the crowed, like a loaded pump
  Keep this mothafucka jumpin' 'til they close it up
  Then we dippin' wit a sip and some hoes to fuck
  Pour late, the hard way, ain't no bustas here
  So explict you can only get it once a year
  Eastsidaz, the ridaz, they change the game
  And let you know from here go, we straight came to bang
    [Bigg Snoop Dogg]
  Put me on a leash if you dare and I doubt you
  Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you?
  Niggas on the streets gon' keep talkin' shit about you
  As long as you clap fool, it's bigger than 'bout too
  Fuck wit fools, that ain't never paid us
  And try to turn the homies into traitaz
  Blue rags with blue balls, fo' all you hataz
  I shoot a shout out to the killas
  Yeah them stealas and Raiders
    [Soopafly]
  It's them D-O double G'z
  Ain't nobody really fuckin' wit deez
    [Bigg Snoop Dogg]
  Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?
    [Soopafly]
  DoggHouse in ya mouth
  We them niggas people talkin' about
    [Bigg Snoop Dogg]
  Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?
    [Soopafly]
  Niggas betta run and hide, we about to ride
    [Bigg Snoop Dogg]
  Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?
    [Soopafly (Bigg Snoop Dogg)]
  Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out? (Woof, woof)
    [Bigg Snoop Dogg]
  Who let them Eastside ridaz out?
    [Goldie Loc]
  Now all the locs and doggs, who roll in big balls, say chips! (Chips!)
  And all the women wit extensions in well fed conditions, you bitch! (You Bitch!)
    [Bigg Snoop Dogg]
  Hey! who let the mothafuckin' gate open?
  Police comin' and we still smokin'
  What you drinkin' on Loc'y, Loc'y?
  Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy while we tokin' on the wo'gy, doggy
    [Goldie Loc]
  Say woof mothafucka!, woof mothafucka!
  Mighty mowed his ass, take his block fo' the hustlas
  Post up, make about a million a month
  Hittin' Bloods!, switchin' guns!
    [Hook: Nate Dogg]
  WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house
  Gang bang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out
  Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth
  Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out
  Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
  Never loved a ho and run the "G-A" in me
  Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat
  Still the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out