Original Death Row Eastsidaz Lyrics

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[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', see-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'why, Loc'why?
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

Overall Meaning

The song "Eastside" by Snoop Dogg and the Original Eastsidaz is a gangsta rap song that talks about the streets of the Eastside, and how the Eastside ridaz and the Dogg Pound Gang rule them. The lyrics describe how they are freshly dressed as they jump up in the morning, trying to find some Zest, like Bom. The Eastside ridaz are like guerrillas, hot gangsta government millas, coke killers, and branded in a gang. The song also describes how they let their homies off the yard to see the head nigga in charge and how they pushed Bush outta office, dumped until they got off their backs, and made them offers that left niggas in coffins.

The song witnesses the Eastside gangsta shit in its full force, with the Eastside ridaz, the Dogg Pound Gang, and the WestCoast niggas, all in one house, turning the bitch out. They are cold, hard, and savage, and they handle everything quick, with no talking but only see-Walkin', chokin' the block off, lettin' the glock off, and throwing DoggHouse. The song's hook, sung by Nate Dogg, reminds the world of the Eastside ridaz, the Dogg Pound Gang, and the WestCoast niggas, with their undying love for the "G-A" in them, and to let the mothafuckin' doggs out.

Line by Line Meaning

You'z a fool fo' dis, yeah
You are foolish for this, yes

My dogg Hi-Tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio!
My friend Hi-Tek is representing Cincinnati, Ohio!

Eastside shit, y'all know how we get down
We are involved in Eastside activities, and everyone knows our way of doing things

7 dizzles a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle
Seven days a week, Bigg Bow Wiggle is here with us

Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again
For sure, here we go again

Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some Zest
I wake up in the morning, dressed nicely, and looking for some excitement

Psyche, we like the Bom, somebody betta ring the alarm
Just kidding, we are like the bomb, someone should sound the alarm

And hit the folks at the forum
And engage with the people at the gathering

Let my homies off the yard
Allow my friends to leave prison

I shall see the head nigga in charge
I will meet the person in charge

Push... Bush outta office, dump 'til they get off us
Remove Bush from office and continue until they leave us alone

Make them offers, that leave niggas in coffins
Make them offers that result in people dying and being buried

Can you feel it my nigga, I'm 'bout to kill it my niggas
Do you feel the intensity? I'm about to excel in what I do, my friends

Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta government millas
We sound like guerrillas, for real, representing gangsta government lifestyles

Coke killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me
We are killer performers when it comes to rapping with me

I was branded in a gang, fuck havin' techniques
I was associated with a gang, who needs fancy techniques?

Just ride, not a damn lettin' these fools breathe
Just flow with the rhythm, not allowing these fools any space

Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo' yo cheese
Make money selling drugs, find a hiding place for your money

Is it possible that laws might get jealous
Is it possible that the authorities might become envious?

Hell yeah they be hatin' on the 3 Good Fellas
Hell yeah, they hate on the three good fellows

Over-dosage of ferocious, WestCoast in effect
An overwhelming dose of aggression, representing the power of the WestCoast

Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck
Delivering pure gangsta content, so you know it is ready to go

Hold and respect, cold as it get, don't wanna test
Hold on and show respect, it's as cold as it can get, you don't want to challenge

Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the message
If you mess with us, we will kidnap your wife and kids, do you understand?

Insanity, commanded me to savagely spit
Insanity compelled me to rap aggressively

Suffer casualties, challenge me, I handle it quick
Those who challenge me will experience defeat quickly

No talkin', see-Walkin', we chokin' the block off
No need for talking, we are walking the streets, imposing our dominance

Lettin' the glock off, And throwin' up DoggHouse
Firing our guns and representing DoggHouse

WestCoast niggas and we all in yo house
WestCoast individuals, and we are all present in your territory

Gang bang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out
We are gang members who will cause chaos and excitement

Eastside ridaz and we all in yo mouth
We are Eastside gang members, and we are all people talk about

Dogg Pound Gang we let the mothafuckin' doggs out
We, the Dogg Pound Gang, release our true selves

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Nate Dogg, Goldie Loc, Snoopy, Tray Deee

Never loved a ho and run the 'G-A' in me
I have never loved a prostitute and carry the gangster attitude within myself

Always got a bitch, but never in the front seat
I always have a woman with me, but she is never in the front seat

Still the same let the mothafuckin' doggs out
We are still the same, releasing our true selves

Yeah! it's about to get Crip'd out crazy
Yeah! It's about to get extremely Crip gang influenced

Blast on all you suckas with the throw away to daily
Shoot at all the fools with the disposable firearm every day

Don't you shoot that little mothafucka no mo'
Don't shoot that little person anymore

That ain't what he said when he hit the chest went through his heart, came out his elbow
That's not what he said when he shot someone, the bullet went through his chest, heart, and came out of his elbow

You shouldn't have been talkin' that shit bitch boy
You shouldn't have been speaking disrespectfully, weak boy

Sayin' the wrong thing against the real McCoy
Saying the wrong things against the true and authentic individual

Didn't know I was a cold-blooded gangsta
You didn't know I was a ruthless gang member

If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, we'll catch ya lata
If you're not supporting us, we will deal with you later

We exploded, reloaded and sewed it up
We made a big impact, reloaded our weapons, and took control

Sprayed shots to the crowed, like a loaded pump
Fired shots into the crowd, like the action of a loaded shotgun

Keep this mothafucka jumpin' 'til they close it up
Keep this place lively and energetic until they shut it down

Then we dippin' wit a sip and some hoes to fuck
Then we leave with a drink and some women to engage in sexual activity

Pour late, the hard way, ain't no bustas here
Pour late, the difficult way, there are no weak individuals here

So explicit you can only get it once a year
So explicit that you can only handle it once a year

Eastsidaz, the ridaz, they change the game
The Eastsidaz gang members, they revolutionize the game

And let you know from here go, we straight came to bang
And want you to understand that we are here to cause disruption

Put me on a leash if you dare and I doubt you
Try to control me if you are brave enough, but I doubt you will

Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you?
Have you ever seen anyone here who cared about you?

Niggas on the streets gon' keep talkin' shit about you
People on the streets will continue to speak negatively about you

As long as you clap fool, it's bigger than 'bout too
As long as you applaud, fool, it's a bigger deal than you think

Fuck wit fools, that ain't never paid us
Don't mess with fools who have never paid us

And try to turn the homies into traitaz
And attempt to turn our friends into traitors

Blue rags with blue balls, fo' all you hataz
Blue bandanas representing our gang, and we don't care about you haters

I shoot a shout out to the killas
I send a message of respect to the killers

Yeah them stealas and Raiders
Yeah, those thieves and Raiders

It's them D-O double G'z
It's them D-O double G's

Ain't nobody really fuckin' wit deez
Nobody can truly compete with this

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?
Who released the true selves of the individuals?

DoggHouse in ya mouth
Representing DoggHouse in your territory

We them niggas people talkin' about
We are the individuals that people are discussing

Niggas betta run and hide, we about to ride
People better run and hide, we are about to cause chaos

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?
Who released the true selves of the individuals?

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs out? (Woof, woof)
Who released the true selves of the individuals? (Bark, bark)

Who let them Eastside ridaz out?
Who released the Eastside gang members?

Now all the locs and doggs, who roll in big balls, say chips! (Chips!)
Now all the gang members, who display wealth, say money!

And all the women wit extensions in well fed conditions, you bitch! (You Bitch!)
And all the women with hair extensions, well taken care of, you female dog!

Hey! who let the mothafuckin' gate open?
Hey! Who allowed the gateway to open?

Police comin' and we still smokin'
Even though the police are coming, we are still smoking

What you drinkin' on Loc'why, Loc'why?
What are you drinking, my friend?

Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy while we tokin' on the wo'gy, doggy
The dog is relaxed and high while we smoke weed, doggy

Say woof mothafucka!, woof mothafucka!
Say bark, motherfucker!, bark, motherfucker!

Mighty mowed his ass, take his block fo' the hustlas
We powerfully defeated him, taking control of his territory for the hustlers

Post up, make about a million a month
Establish ourselves and earn approximately one million dollars per month

Hittin' Bloods!, switchin' guns!
Attacking Bloods gang members, constantly changing weapons