Can you feel it, nothing can save ya

For this is the season of catching the vapors

Since I got time, what I'm gonna do

Tell ya how it's spreading throughout my crew

What you want on Nate Dogg

Who sings on my records, 'Never Leave Me Alone'

'Ain't No Fun', now check it

Back in the days before Nate Dogg would get it

He used to try to holler at this girl named Pam

The type of female wit fly Gucci gear

She wore a big turkish wole wit a weave in her hair

When they tried to kick it, she'd always fess

Talkin about baby please she wrought his service stress

Since he wasn't no type of big chronic dealer

The homie Nate Dogg didn't appeal to her

But now he wear boots that match with his suits

And push a Lexus Coupe that's extra cheap

And now she stop flautin and won't it speakin

Be comin round the Pound every single weekend

to get his beeper number she be beggin please

Dyin for the day to eat these



She caught the vapors

She caught the vapors



I got a little cousin that's kinda plain

He bring the heeb wit tha beep for the Dogg Pound gang

A mellow type of fellow best laid back

But back in the day he wasn't nuthin like that

I remember when he used to scrap every day

When my auntie would tell him he would never obey

He wore his khakis hangin down wit his starks untied

And a blue and grey cap that said the Eastside

Around my neighborhood tha people treated him bad

Said Daz was the worst thing his mom ever had

They said he grow up to be nuttin but a gangsta

Or be there in jail or some other shaker

But now he's grown up to be a surprise

D-A-Z got a hit record slangin world wide

Now the same people that didn't like him as a child

Bought the Dogg Food, Doggfather, and Doggystyle



They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors



I got another homie from tha L-B-C

Known ta yall as D.J. Warren G

He cut grass trasform wit finesse

......... and all that mess

I remember when we first started to rap

He tried to get this job at Calvin's record shop

He was in it to win it, but the boss front and said

Sorry Warren G but there's no help wanted

Now my homie Warren still tried

On and on and on til the like break of dawn

To work at tha V-I-P would be the link

But they looked right past him so my homie straight dip

Now for the year after Regulate

Warren G is havin papers so my homies write straight

He walked into the same record shop as before

And the boss be like Warren welcome to my store

Offerin him a job but nah he don't want it

Damn it feels good to see people love Warren

Cause I remember when at first they wasn't

Now guess what they call sessy bussin



the vapors

They caught vapors

I got to talk bout me now



Last subject of tha story is about Snoop Dogg

I had to work for mine to show I was a true hog

When I was a teenager I tried to be down

And since they wasn't tryin to hear me I made the Dogg Pound

I saw a crew on 2-1 street

and said, 'Can I be down champ?' They said

no, and treated me like a wet food stamp

after gettin rejected, I ain't runnin upset

I said, 'What's a Dogg do to?'  Rhymes at rates

When I used to go to parties, they make me wait

What I have to get on the mic to set M-C straight

I ain't never love no hoe since I'm listenin to my music

They acted like I wanted to keep hangin with the juzi

But now things switched from West to East

Short Dogg do ya remember me from 21st street G?

'We used to see Daz, back in the day'

It happens all the time, so brother don't be amazed



You caught the vapors

You caught the vapors

You got the papers