Give It 2 'Em Dogg
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin
Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin
We usin dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin 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
Ouick 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....)
We came to give you what the fuck you want
(Give it to em dogg, yeah, yeah, 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 pitbulls 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 aint 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 DoggHouse
Smoked out, Hennessy 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, gangbanger, 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, do it to em dogg....)




We came to give you what the fuck you want
(Give it to em dogg, yeah, yeah, bang bang...)

Overall Meaning

In the song Give It 2 'Em Dogg, Snoop Dogg is declaring his loyalty to his gang and gangbanging lifestyle. He boasts about his reputation as a gangbanger and warns anyone who disagrees with him. He also talks about how he and his crew are using expensive audio equipment, such as dubs and 15s, to play their music loud and clear in their rides. The chorus of the song emphasizes the fact that they are giving their listeners what they want, which is a hardcore, gangster rap.


In the verses, Snoop Dogg continues to assert his dominance as a gangbanger and warns against those who try to talk behind his back. He proudly declares his part in the gang and how he stays loyal to their ways. He even makes a reference to drive-by shootings with the line "Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon. Quick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin." Overall, the song is a bold statement of the rapper's unapologetic gangsta lifestyle.


Line by Line Meaning

Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin
Hand over what you owe or what you've got, you already know what's going on here.


Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin
Goldie Loc can keep the DoggHouse lively and energetic, without any dull moments.


We usin dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
We have big rims on the car's wheels that carry the subwoofers, and 15-inch speakers for the higher notes, arranged by the console, like gangsters with their guns.


Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Gang violence is what I’m involved in.


Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger
Would you still treat me like a friend if I become more wealthy and popular?


Fuck a bitch, never switches my motto
I don't need women, nor do I deceive people - this is my principle.


And if you disagree with me watch out for my hollows
If you aren't with me, there will be severe consequences for you.


Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon
Living conditions here are dangerous, and this is the sound of gunfire.


Ouick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin
I'm quick to kill someone right where they are.


You wanna roll with the doggs, but you can't You too busy ridin nuts fool, get out the paint
You wish you were part of our group, but you act like a follower - so stay out of our league.


We came to give you what the fuck you want
We're here to give you exactly what you asked for.


(Give it to em dogg, do it to em dogg....)
Give them what they want, Dogg; go for it, Dogg.


5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, ya bound to get dirty
If you participate and engage in our lifestyle, you'll inevitably get into trouble.


Ya herdy, was servin, birdies, for herby and scrappy
You were selling drugs, racking up profits for Herby and Scrappy.


That nigga lyin dogg go on and slap him
That guy is lying; just slap him, Dogg.


That's probably how rumors get started
That’s likely how rumors begin circulating.


See niggas be yappin off at the mouth
People talk too much, without thinking.


And don't be havin their heart in Suckers
They don't have the courage or confidence to back up their words.


That's probably why I stay in the hills
I live in the hills because it's safer and quieter.


And let my pitbulls smash on niggas that feel
I'll let my dogs attack anyone who causes trouble.


I owe em somethin, dogg, throw me somethin Nigga throw me somethin, shit I'm doin badder than you
I owe them something, Dogg, so give me something. Come on, give me something; I'm doing better than you.


And I aint even fakin or frontin So, quit the hatin 'fore I start dumpin
I'm not lying or pretending, so stop hating on me before I shoot.


I jump in the 8 5 0 and smash on out Meet me and Goldie Loc at the DoggHouse Smoked out, Hennessy and plenty weed Wit mo bitches, 4 bitches, some cole bitches, c'mon bitches
I'll leave in my 850i and meet Goldie Loc at the DoggHouse. Let's smoke a lot of weed and drink Hennessy while we hang out with many women.


We cold vicious, known pimpin, with no simpin Stone crippin, low clippin, 4's drippin
We're ruthless and severe, notorious for pimping without restraint. We hold our guns low and always have them loaded.


Wet from my set, check my rep I'm a vet Ex-felon, never tellin represent it to death
I'm associated with my group, and everyone knows who I am, the veteran of the game. I've been in jail, but I'll never rat out. I'll represent for life.


Pack my flag, wear khakis with that extra sag Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass
I flaunt my flag, and my khakis hang so low. I glare aggressively at every person I come across.


Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck And my status been a classic I stay on the set
I never hesitate to injure someone with a gun on my neck, and I'm an all-time classic. I'll always stay where I am.


Let it rain, let it drip, turn the change to chips
Whatever the situation, we'll come out on top and turn our wealth into gambling chips.


Never nervous, stay in service from this gangsta shit
We never feel afraid, and we remain committed to this criminal lifestyle.


Cool time on the grind never mind the danger
We take it easy while we hustle, disregarding the risks involved.


Gun slanger, gangbanger, Long Beach mangler
We're gun-toting criminals and Long Beach's most fearsome gangbangers.


Bringa of the noise like the Real McCoys
We're loud and create commotion, like the Real McCoys (a 1950s TV show).


Niggas talk shit, walk quick or feel the toys
People who speak recklessly are advised to walk away fast, or they'll feel our guns.


We in this business to win this whatever the cost
We're in this criminal business to win and succeed, regardless of the losses.


Goldie Loc, Snoop, and Tray Deee you're never to cross
Goldie Loc, Snoop, and Tray Deee are people you should never cross or betray.


Motherfuckers
Motherfuckers.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CALVIN BROADUS, TRACY LA MARR DAVIS, TYRONE MARONEY, KEIWAN DASHAWN SPILLMAN

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