[Nate Dogg]No one does it better! {Echoes}

[Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg]No one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody...No one does it better

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]Break out the weed and the drank and chill out and get highIt's 1 A.M. and the crowd is still liveRelax to the groove, I mean, just move with ya boyGot shit poppin' like always, you know, so enjoyGo make yourself at home, got big meat on the grillLadies and homies all in the mix, it's time to chillSha-La-La brought the orange, with the zags and the bluntsRoll up some Bob Marley joints of some skunk, Daz with ThaiAnd Nate got a hundred pieceSo we piece up properly on the O.ZWe in the zone bombed out feelin' good, ya knowGot the homegirls and homies from the hood, ya know2-1, 1-9, 2-0, we all in the houseAnd it's a Long Beach thang where I was born and hung outTo all my players and hustlers and gangbangers, listen upIt's about time I kick a rhyme to fuck shit upNow who throws shit?

[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]Now do the gangstas run this motherfucka? (Hell Yeah!)Or do the ladies run this motherfucka? (Hell Yeah!)

[Chorus 4X: Nate Dogg]No one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody...No one does it better

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]Now the party is bumpin', thumpin' back to backAnd Daz on the turntables puttin' down a scratch (HA!)I'm on the mic so I'mma bust me a rapAnd I'mma dedicate this one to a pack of hoodratsThe Dogg Pound nation, locs and big posseThese is the peoples I see rockin' the partyMake a nigga wanna poplock on the flo'And do the Boogaloo Shrimp and pimp the hoI got to owe 'em my life cuz I'm a O.GI got the love in the hood cuz I'm the big homieI got the skills when it comes to rockin rhymesSo put your hands up to the sky, get yours, I got minesNow everything is live, don't you agree?And if you do, then keep on groovin' with that nigga D-O-double-GWe ridin' with the hat to the side of the rideY'all know how we do on the EastsideYou see the thing is we like to keep it harderAnd we real party people just like Afrika BambaataaWhat do you want? Matter fact, what do you need?Cuz we keep it all on point from the drank to the jointSo pass the bottle, ain't no need to squabbleAnd hand it to the little homie, let him have a swallowIt's a Eastside thang, nigga, bring yo assG's up Ho's down, nigga, you know the program

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg](What you watchin' the clock for?) The clock tickin'But it won't stop kickin' cuz everybody kickin' itAnd gettin at the bitches, which is, the main thing gangstas doSkip the bump cuz the rump's what I came to viewNew pussy in the hood, shall I kill it? (Kill It!)The way she got it poppin, no, it's probably hotter than a skilletBut baby don't tweak, like you ain't no freak, peepI keep my game tight, it ain't no leaksSo we can keep this on the down lowAnd take a walk with the Dogg and lemme show you what the pound forCandlelight and romancin'If I can just get the last dance in at the mansion

[Chorus 5X: Nate Dogg]No one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody...No one does it better

[The Ladies]No one throws a Eastside party like we doNobody...No one does it better