Don’t Sweat It Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. Nate Dogg, RBX & Snoop Dogg)

[Snoop Dogg]
Can somebody say the West coast?
Heheheh, it's time to get gangsta one time my nigga
Larenz, bring that shit in for me cuz
Yeah... you are now about to witness
The strength, of gangsta music, BEOTCH! {*echoes*}
Oh yeah, this is what we does cuz
So all you imitators, get back! Get back! {*echoes*}

[Daz]
Make room for the dope dealer, pimp and the gangsta
I'm a Dogg, baby girl that's my nature
Don't be a stranger, get your head knocked off
Just for bein scary on the contrary what I posess is necessary
From the scratch whip it up, baking soda, yola
It's real here homey and I come from the shoulder
I'm a Dogg Pound original, subliminal criminal
It goes me bein an individual, so invisible
And sensible, thinkin that your shit get thought up
Now you're in a world of heat, that's when you're caught up
Brought up around marks and busters
Ain't no G'ness, this is the reason why I kept it
Daz Dilli', mac milli' stay on deck
With a proper dose, got to connect - you know it's West coast
Home of the gun smoke, now you know
So get your vest homeboy cause we 'bout to blow