"This is DJ EZ Dicc
And this is the Golden Shower Hour
Early in the morning
Wake your goat mouth ass up
This is 187.4 FM on your dial
And we flippin' it just like this
For all you motherfuckin' real G's out there, huh
Come with the real shit, 187.4 FM on your dial"

Until the tick-tock, ya don't stop
Until the beep-beep and you don't freak
Uh, check it out, baby bubba in the place to be
My name is Snoop (say what?)
The one they wanna see, so uh
Blaze up the bud and break out the champagne
'Cause we rollin' in the fast lane
Tryna find the right lane
Doing it just like players
Laying down laws, governors, mayors
Pay us to stay up on top of things
It's something 'bout being in that Dogg Pound Gang
That makes me wanna have some type of hustle in life
If being wrong is broke, I can't be right
Despite all the madness you hear nowadays
Stealin' rhymes from Super Duper seems to get you paid
But you played yourself, 'cause you can't play me
I see through you but you can't see me

He's been watching you (he'll be watching) (yeah)
So smooth (smooth, smooth, smooth, smooth)
Long Beach is on the move (smooth like the motion of water)
He's been watching you (he'll be watching)
So smooth (yeah, smooth, smooth, smooth)
Long Beach is on the move

Now I'm a bonafide microphone technician with styles
I came to storm on these MCs like electrical clouds
Hear me now, a born killer like Mick and Mall'
Down to trip and empty clips and permanently exile
The oppositions, competition, discrete and dismantled
Light 'em up like candlesticks with the instinct of a vandal
Vandalize, how I reprimand MCs to freeze
Movement guarantees the temperatures decrease degrees
Frozen stiff, 'cause what I'm holdin' lifts the soul
This metal automatic weapon keeps me in control
Never fold, I scald like water in order
To let these MC's know I slaughter, so time's getting shorter
It sorta limits ya, but to me the sky's the limit
Ya know I diminish ya to dust, TEC's sinister
Bust one rhyme that's like a voodoo hex
Connect complex styles, my vast high tech flex
'Cause when there's, an MC like me who's in there like swimwear
Don't despite me, 'cause all the hoes like me, mashin' in Nikes
I done seen niggas on TV, dissin' to get deals
Now I got one question, nigga, how does it feel?
Check your game, but I ain't even sayin' no names
Proclaimed lyricist dissin' us for fortune and fame
Did I do somethin' to you? Did we serve ya hoes?
'Cause you're on TV rappin' like ya knew me and know me
But you don't really know me, that motherfuckin' nigga from the DPG
The K-U-R-U-P-T, I'm too smooth, ah (motherfucker)

He's been watching you (he'll be watching) comin' in so smooth (you)
Tha Dogg Pound is on the move (is on the move)
He's been watching you (he'll be watching) comin' in so smooth (you)
Dogg Pound is on the move (is on the move)

Every, every, every, every
Everybody's got, got to hear the shit, shit
Every, everybody's got to hear the shit

I know that's right
Real smooth here on 187.4 FM on your dial
The station that's playing platinum hits, baby
That's keeping you coming
And I'm the DJ with the fattest sack, DJ E-A-Z
Look between my legs and you'll know why
On that station that's sockin' some soul to your ass
W Balls, fadin' 'em all
And now we're gonna take some calls

I wanna dedicate this one to my girl, Cheryl
Out there, man, with a fat ass, bitch

Yo, this is Barry White
Yo, Tha Dogg Pound, y'all motherfuckers sounding good
Sho' you're right
Keep doing what you're doing, you players

I'm Kevin "Slo Jammin'" James from 92.3 The Beat
Man, this shit is so smooth
I'm switching up, get me an application
I wanna work for W Balls

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Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Mark Jordan, Ricardo Brown, Val Young