Text: Snoop Dogg. Tha Doggfather. Doggyland.

Now if your tired of the hard work, tears and sweat
And you breakin' your neck and you still up in debt
Walkin' round town all strapped in
Niggas be havin' more bad times than Captain Rat did

Two strikes none left, out of breath
Livin' in the city it's a jungle yo
All this deception on top of stress
You havin' more problems than a algebra test

You can't seem to come up, wit yo' money for rent
And now yo' baby momma trippin' she want fifty percent
It's a thin line, between yours and mine
The difference is you gotta scratch to a get nickel and dime

Now I know a place where
Ya' might wanna be and I can take you there
Pop goes the nine, we'll go right behind
You can slide off your shoes sit back and recline

Come and go with me to Doggyland
(Here ye, here ye, come one come all)
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit'cha baby)
Come and go with me to Doggyland
To a place that be, call it LBC

Oh your homies think you're funny?
Doin' stick ups for moneys just to impress the honeys
(This is for the honeys)
Got yo' rocks, so you keep 'em in the sack
You got two strikes but you right back up to bat

You all about yo' money, you got something to sell
But if you bail for a robber you'll be back in the jail cell
You chillin' wit yo' feet up
Someone hated but baby without the homies and
That's when you got beat up

Because you can't be out there doin' low
And then right gather up yo' crew and roll
Ain't no rules when you out there doin' dirt
Somebody's always layin' in the cut to get ya' hurt

But see, I know a place where you might wanna be
And I can take you there
Pop goes the nine, we'll go right behind
You can slide off your shoes, sit back and recline

Come and go with me to Doggyland
(Here ye, here ye, come one come all)
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit'cha baby)
Come and go with me to Doggyland
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit'cha baby)


(Here ye, here ye, come one, come all)
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit' ya' baby)

Lemme holla to a little home boy real quick
Know what I'm sayin'? 'Cuz he travelin' in the fast lane

Stop the life it seem that we are on, time to slow your roll
Let Doggyland be your new home
Stop the life it seem that we are on, time to slow your roll
Let Doggyland be your new home

Doggyland is the town where it's goin' diz-owne
(It's goin' down)
Everything is free, and ain't no HIV
(What?)
And niggas don't kill one another
(Oh really why is that?)
Because a brother is a brother
(And what about the mothers?)

They queens, righteous, man, heaven must be like this
Green for aroma like the grass in the summertime
Ain't no peneteneries so ain't nobody doin' time
And oh yeah, I'm the big O-K'er, I'm smarter than the senator
Bigger than the mayor, Heaven on earth

It's like a prayer and you can't get in without
Yo' gold card you got to be a player
Now you know a place where you gots to be and I took you there
Pop goes the nine, we'll go right behind
You can slide off your shoes, sit back and recline

Come and go with me to Doggyland
(Here ye, here ye, come one come all)
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit'cha baby)
Come and go with me to Doggyland
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit'cha baby)

(Here ye, here ye, come one, come all)
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit' ya' baby)
(Here ye, here ye, come one, come all)
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit' ya' baby)

To a place that be, call it LBC
To a place that be, call it LBC
(I'm ridin' wit' ya' baby)
To a place that be, call it LBC