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 Uh, to the tick-tock, ya don't stop Uh, to 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 um... Blaze up the bud and break out the champagne 'Cause we rollin' in the fast lane trying to find the right lane Doing it, just like players Laying down laws, Governors, mayors Pay us, to stay up on top of things There'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 scenes 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) so smooth Long Beach is on the move (Smooth, like the motion of water) He's been watching you (he'll be watching you) so smooth (so smooth) Long Beach is on the move Now I’m a bona fide microphone technician with styles I came to storm on these MC's like electrical clouds Hear me now, a born killer like Mick n' 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 MC's to freeze Moving guarantees the temperature 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 your on TV rappin’ like ya knew me and know me But you don’t really know me, that motherfuckin' nigga from the D.P.G The K-U-R-U-P-T, I’m too smooth (motherfucker) He's been watching you (he'll be watching) so smooth (you) Dogg Pound Is on the move (is on the move) He's been watching you (he'll be Watching) so smooth (you) Dogg Pound is on the move (is on the move) 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...Z Look between my legs and you'll know why On that station that's sockin' some soul to your ass W-Ballz 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 muthafuckas sounding good, sho you 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 Ballz