Dogghouse
Tha Eastsidaz Lyrics


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Dogghouse
Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)

Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?
Yeah I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?
V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus
Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage
Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse
Toastin Remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin all out
Lookin for the wizard, creepin through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball
They gon be strippin and wigglin ass
Hope you brought your playa pass
Tray-Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks
Bigger than big everyday in L.A.
4 Tay representin for the whole damn yae, Beeyotch

DoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you aint dope you gots to get
The fuck out, that's on the O G D P, (say what)
And that's how it is when you fuckin wit me

Don't matter how you come, use all angles
Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long rangers
Better float like a nationwide sky pager
Them hoes save us, talk about bein playas
On the real we can deal wit you playa haters
We hit the spot, every city got a block
What you makin when you take it to a different type of level that it pops
Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady bangin
Hoes steady sangin from the gang that we claimin
Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc won't you spit that rap

Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot
To see if he floatin with me up to the DoggHouse
Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin
This bomb, I'm likin
Holla at my folks I know up in the complex
Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane
Once again it's on, big chiefin
Remind me of the noisiest place
Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced
How we like it, saggin in my 5 0 1
Killin my lungs, keepin these homies and bitches on one

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)

Man I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin fuck it
Headed up to DoggHouse swervin in a bucket
Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue
And got my little bitch catch a contact too
House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on
Swoopin to some Soopafly, gettin my smoke on
Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it
4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted
Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin money off the books
Makin nothin but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin
Thuggin at the house party, fuck goin clubbin

DoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you aint dope you gots to get
The fuck out, that's on the O G D P, (say what)
And that's how it is when you fuckin wit me

Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers
Cocksuckers, they can't stop us
Now put up your choppers, just in case they rollin wit them coppers
I shut em down, DoggPound for them bitches
I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm hittin switches
Ice skatin over dicthes
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches
I be mobbin down the road tryin to bag up my bags
I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
I'm tryin to reach my dogg Dirty Red
But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go
I'm movin slow
My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walkin
Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
DoggPound gangsta crip for life
And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night

We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee
Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee




Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say
What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tha Eastsidaz's song "Dogghouse" describe a night out with friends, looking for a good time and enjoying each other's company. The opening lines focus on the excitement of the night, with Goldie Loc calling for "some of that G shit," and Snoop Dogg introducing himself and the others who are there. There's a sense of camaraderie and celebration throughout the song, with references to smoking weed, drinking Remy Martin, and hitting up parties with beautiful women. The overall tone is one of fun and relaxation, with the friends enjoying the fruits of their labor.


However, there's also a sense of danger lurking in the background, particularly in the lines "Cocksuckers, they can't stop us / Now put up your choppers, just in case they rollin wit them coppers." The friends seem to be aware that not everyone is supportive of their lifestyle or success, and they're always ready to defend themselves if necessary. There's also a sense of rebellion in the lyrics, particularly in reference to Goldie Loc's warrants and bad taxes. The line "I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the back of my khakis" speaks to a sense of non-conformity and a willingness to break the rules.


Overall, "Dogghouse" is a celebration of friendship, success, and living life on your own terms, while also acknowledging the potential dangers and challenges that come with that lifestyle.


Line by Line Meaning

Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc
I want to experience the authentic gangster lifestyle and attitude with Goldie Loc


Yeah, that's what I'm talkin 'bout
That's exactly what I'm referring to


We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight, with the homeboy Tray-Deee
Snoop Dogg and Tray-Deee are present in the house tonight


Waniac, Trip Loc and Goldie, 4 Tay from the bay, what you say
Waniac, Trip Loc, Goldie, and 4 Tay are also here and they're representing the bay


What you say, huh? (we do this like everyday)
What's your response? We're doing this on a regular basis


Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?
Did you acquire the high-quality marijuana?


Yeah I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank?
Yes, I have the marijuana. Do you have enough fuel for the car?


V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus
We are VIPs and don't require any special equipment


Cuz the niggas I fuck wit, they all about the cabbage
The people I associate with are focused on making money


Down in yellobrick road my destination, the DoggHouse
I'm heading to my ultimate destination, the DoggHouse


Toastin Remys, fillin' jimmies, we goin all out
We're celebrating with expensive Remy Martin liquor and indulging ourselves completely


Lookin for the wizard, creepin through the fog
We're searching for the mastermind or leader while moving stealthily


Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the player's ball
We have attractive women accompanying us, and we're going to a gathering where players meet


They gon be strippin and wigglin ass
They will be dancing provocatively and shaking their buttocks


Hope you brought your playa pass
I hope you're prepared to act like a player


Tray-Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks
Tray-Deee and Goldie are heavily intoxicated, while the twins are smoking a large amount of marijuana


Bigger than big everyday in L.A.
We're always living lavishly in Los Angeles


4 Tay representin for the whole damn yae, Beeyotch
4 Tay is representing for the entire West Coast, bitches


DoggHouse, turnin it out, and if you aint dope you gots to get The fuck out, that's on the O G D P, (say what) And that's how it is when you fuckin wit me
DoggHouse is making it lively, and if you're not impressive, you need to leave. That's the law as stated by the Original Gangsta Dogg Pound. This is how it goes when you're dealing with me


Don't matter how you come, use all angles
It doesn't matter how you approach the situation, utilize every possible method


Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles
Problems arise when ruthless individuals exert control over others


My hookup, long rangers
My connections are individuals willing to travel long distances


Better float like a nationwide sky pager
It's better to move around discreetly like a pager that works everywhere in the country


Them hoes save us, talk about bein playas
Those women are attracted to us, discussing their desire to engage with players


On the real we can deal wit you playa haters
In reality, we can handle and deal with people who despise players


We hit the spot, every city got a block
We arrive at the location where events are happening, recognizing that every city has its own neighborhood


What you makin when you take it to a different type of level that it pops
What are you achieving when you elevate things and make them more exciting and appealing?


Know the dogg keep the hip rocks, steady bangin
Understand that Snoop Dogg stays true to his gangster style of music, continuously producing hits


Hoes steady sangin from the gang that we claimin
The women are consistently praising and supporting the gang we're associated with


Yo, it's Waniac, the maniac, Trip Loc won't you spit that rap
Hey, it's Waniac, the crazy one. Trip Loc, can you perform your rap?


Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies spot
I park my vehicle and quickly exit. I've arrived at the location belonging to my friends


To see if he floatin with me up to the DoggHouse
To check if he is willing to accompany me to the DoggHouse


Hit the weed he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin
I smoke marijuana while he ignites it. Outside, young individuals are engaging in a physical altercation


This bomb, I'm likin
This marijuana is of high quality and I thoroughly enjoy it


Holla at my folks I know up in the complex
I greet my acquaintances who reside in the apartment complex


Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get dressed
My friend is prepared to join me as soon as he puts on his clothes


Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane
We are now prepared to embark on our journey, stop at the store, and then travel in the carpool lane


Once again it's on, big chiefin
Once again, we're ready for action, heavily smoking marijuana


Remind me of the noisiest place
This situation reminds me of the most lively and energetic environment


Ladies all over the place, and niggas super laced
Women are present everywhere, and men are highly intoxicated


How we like it, saggin in my 5 0 1
This is how we prefer it, wearing my Levi's 501 jeans sagging below the waist


Killin my lungs, keepin these homies and bitches on one
Damaging my respiratory system by smoking excessively, maintaining unity among my friends and attractive women


Man I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin fuck it
I have outstanding warrants and owe taxes, but I continue to disregard these issues


Headed up to DoggHouse swervin in a bucket
I'm driving haphazardly in a dilapidated car on my way to the DoggHouse


Puffin on some bomb from my comrade Blue
Smoking high-quality marijuana with my friend Blue


And got my little bitch catch a contact too
And my female companion is also feeling the effects of secondhand smoke


House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on
I'm wearing comfortable shoes along with a blue khaki suit and sunglasses


Swoopin to some Soopafly, gettin my smoke on
I'm driving while listening to music by Soopafly, enjoying my marijuana smoke


Nigga Goldie Loc got the heat on roast it
My friend Goldie Loc has a firearm ready to confront any threat


4 Tay on the way plus the twins is posted
4 Tay is on his way, and the twins are also present and ready


Bout to set it off bet it's off the hook
We're about to start something exciting, and it will be extremely fun


Straight crooks, gettin money off the books
We're genuine criminals, making money illegally and avoiding records


Makin nothin but that gangsta shit that niggas lovin
We're producing nothing but gangster music that is highly appreciated by the fans


Thuggin at the house party, fuck goin clubbin
Engaging in criminal activities at the house party, we have no interest in going to the club


Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers
I want to hear you mention pimps, banks, and hustlers


Let's all get the money then murder these motherfuckers
Let's all focus on making money and then eliminate our enemies


Cocksuckers, they can't stop us
The individuals who disrespect us cannot prevent our success


Now put up your choppers, just in case they rollin wit them coppers
Now arm yourselves with firearms, in case law enforcement arrives


I shut em down, DoggPound for them bitches
I suppress their actions, representing the DoggPound gang for the women


I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm hittin switches
I observe you associating with informants whenever I'm activating switches in my car


Ice skatin over dicthes
I'm smoothly navigating over difficult obstacles


I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches
I remain loyal to the gangster lifestyle, and I am determined to acquire wealth


I be mobbin down the road tryin to bag up my bags
I'm confidently driving down the street, attempting to gather and secure my quantities of drugs


I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
I'm wearing my pants so low that I'm causing damage to the back of my khaki trousers


I'm tryin to reach my dogg Dirty Red
I'm attempting to contact my friend Dirty Red


But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go
However, this woman is not allowing me to know the direction I should take


I'm movin slow
I'm progressing at a leisurely pace


My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of walkin
My Converse shoes are designed to withstand long periods of walking


Hundred miles of runnin smellin funny and I'm gunnin nigga
After running for a hundred miles, I'm feeling fatigued and there's a strange odor, but I continue to pursue my goals


DoggPound gangsta crip for life
I'm a lifelong member of the DoggPound gang, representing the gangster lifestyle


And we gon party in this motherfucker all damn night
And we're going to party in this location throughout the entire night




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANTHONY FORTE', CALVIN BROADUS, KEIWAN DASHAWN SPILLMAN, THA LOCS, TRACY LA MARR DAVIS

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Travelcation Tales

my shit when i was 15 and still luv it at 31

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OG

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young G you are

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This song sounds badass when it's being played inside a car with a stereo system!

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Rosarie Andrade #Facts i had 2 12's in my Camaro playing this... priceless

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I heread in a car without. Was really quite.

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Slapper in the trunk 🔊🔊🎼🎵🎶

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Facts I'm from Long Beach

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