Ready 2 Bang

Shabba dabba doo
 Bad Azz, this is another Dogghouse experience
 Feels good in here, baby
 If a busta ran up on you
 Bad Azz, tell me what would you do
 We get ready 2 bang
 That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang
 Psycho like no Dogghouse niggaz
 So fire up the doo-doo
 We get ready 2 bang
 That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, Westcoast
 Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets
 I'm often traffic tryin' to get it 'cuz a nigga gotta eat
 We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate
 I feel like killin' somebody when a nigga ain't late
 It's about weight when you workin' smart shit it don't flip right
 Put the wrong ties and dees, it won't slip right
 Get the wrong blunt for the weed it won't hit right
 And money don't grow on trees so what I look like
 Make moves, can't lose if I do it that way
 Fuck a fight, ain't nobody fin' to put they gat away
 That's fast lane, lil' kids here to blow your head away
 Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets
 Who got the cell phones for sale?
 Who got it crackin' with the heat?
 Who got the club with the top shop and parks for cars?
 The Ese homies do the paint and body shop in the yard
 Who got the hook-up with the burned out 2 way pagers?
 Can you give me a vest or a infrared laser?
 See me, I'm just a smart brother everything made for
 If a busta ran up on you
 Bad Azz, tell me what would you do
 We get ready 2 bang
 That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang
 Psycho like no Dogghouse niggaz
 So fire up the doo-doo
 We get ready 2 bang
 That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, Westcoast
 Holla at a playa when you see me on the streets
 I'm often traffic tryin' to get it 'cuz a nigga gotta eat
 We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate
 I feel like killin' somebody when a nigga ain't late
 It's about weight, fuck a few ki's move freight
 And you doublin' your money if you take it upstate
 Once you outta town get the prices on the pound
 Shoot the number to your boy have him come on down
 With a few of those who know money like y'all
 All Lakers say is, "Damn, y'all niggaz is ballin'"
 Y'all back callin' all shots round here
 Used to have to bring two Glocks 'round here
 It's about five different gangs and the cops 'round here
 And today Long Beach's about as crazy as it is
 And maybe we'll live, if we ever even see it
 Believe it and how they get money ain't no secret
 But they gon' try to keep it from you when they see you
 Learn to keep on movin' you gon' see the tables keep on turnin'
 First I was destined with no paper and no hoes
 Now I got bitches in the show biz glow
 So holla at a playa when you see me in the streets
 Don't let the green grab fool you, tryin' to test me with some heat
 'Cuz bye-bye you outta here, gon' see you later
 When I'm still here a small part of everything major