Neva Left lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Dogg, what up, mane?
Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be
I gang bang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it but they really don't do it, do they?
So I'm doin' it for y'all
Mark or a buster, I'ma ruin it for y'all
Stomp that, strap up, mash up
And get it crackin' with the slapper, jacker
Smacker, rapper? Nah nigga, that ain't me
Gangsta? Yeah nigga, can't you see?
Rider, like the tonners on my Chevrolet
West Coast, motherfucker, that's the only way
Yeah homie, what you say?
Home of the Wook, Wok and Gunplay
A lot of homies shoot to J
But most of 'em prefer to shoot the K
Yeah, that's the good life
And where we come from, loc, that's the hood life
Where you mama and daddy
Throw the set up out the moon while they swangin' the caddy
That's on the set, tats on they neck
Streets sweet with the heat, yep, they stay on deck
I'm dazed and blazed, no confusin', I'm choosin'
This how I was raised
I bring that out and bag it up, no doubt
Swang it out and let it up and bang that out
This Crips, nigga
That's crazy, cuz
You know my whole life, I wanted to be a gangsta, mane
I used to see my OG home boys at King Park
Ridin' on bikes but they came with they flags on the end
C-walkin', Stacey Adams, 501s
That shit was fascinating
The Miles Davis of gangbangin' and crack slangin'
Drivin' a fresh rock, rental with blocks in 'em
I'm fresh out the county, I'm boxin' 'em
Moved on up and bought a continental, nigga, with knock in it
Now I'm rockin' it, '61 blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
We poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, no stoppin' us
My recipe is treachery
The best in me, nigga, the West to be
A better place for the one of Ace
Put a 9 millimeter in your fuckin' face
And let you say your grace before you have a taste
Of reality, set in, yeah, it's your fate
Now your homies at your funeral, plottin' on some get back
But you can't get back 'cause nigga, you dated
Another sad gangsta story
And usually ones with the territory
No nuts, no glory, no pain, no gain
Life for a nigga growin' up in the game
This slangin' thang, drinkin', sell a lil' cocaine
Get locked up for a minute now we in it to win it
Now everybody know me
They watchin' the makings of a real OG
Yeah, they say if you watch somethin' long enough, you'll become it
You know, they say imitation is the best form of flattery
That's what I was told
A lot of niggas is imitatin' this real gangsta shit
You ain't cut from it
You dig?
Yeah, scarin' all the white folk
While stayin' on the right note
And you can quote me if you want to
Don't say what you will do, nigga, what you gon' do?
I'm live in the flesh
Caught him on Imperial left five in his chest
Survive in the west
It's everyday cycle, you never know what might go blam
And how you like me now?
Crip 'til you slip, Mr. Big Bow Wow
Yeah, it's my chance to prance
I got ants in my pants and I needs to dance
I go for broke, no joke
I gotta put my drink down, I'm tryna C walk, loc
See I'ma take off, break off
And make off with the cash
At the pad with, a thick lil bitch, she super bad
Gangsta, gangsta
Futuristic
Snoop Dogg
48 hunnid
C's up, yeah
Shoot or shout out to my home boys
Harlem 30
Yeah, real shit
All my niggas on the East coast
6-0s, Eight Tray, Hoovers
Main Street, all my niggas in Compton
And the South side, ya dig?
Nutty Blocc
Santana
Oh, can't forget them Long Beach niggas
East side the same
Rollin 20 Crips
19th Street
West side, you know what's hatnin'
Saten Day, West Coast
North side on the block
All hood, yeah
Crip shit
Moment I Feared lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Rick Rock)
[Rick Rock:]
I wear my heart on my sleeve, but it's a purple heart (purple heart)
North bay, water mammals, swim with killer sharks (killer sharks)
I'm from the 7-O-7, it's no heaven (it's no heaven)
I'm a top five mob, hyphy veteran (hyphy veteran)
Ricky Rock my nigga, I got slaps (got slaps)
You can play him for hours, back to back (back to back)
Listen, niggas on your team that love that money over everything
Can never be loyal, now take that back to the soil
Anywhere on earth, and it'll work
I'm just sharing my experiences on earth for what it's worth
Maybe it's just me tho, 'cause I don't trust y'all (trust y'all)
I'm in a lough off some grapes and a BuzzBall, trippin' like
Look at this shit here (here)
This sucker shit is running rampant, it's the moment I fear
It was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
[Snoop Dogg:]
Let me talk to 'em, nephew
Ricky is tricky, the game is gettin' slippery
This shit is a maze, cuz singing like a Tempree
I disappear for one minute 'til they miss me
Another TV show, more dough, I'm makin' history
Now I'm back at your service
Wish me luck dear, I'm scared and I'm nervous
You never left you brought that hood back with ya
I'm the real deal, I ain't gon' bullshit with ya
Another one I wanna make, another joint I wanna make
Open the oven put some candles on my cake
Twenty-five and countin', etch my face into Kushmore Mountain
Can't be scared of your opponent dog-gone it if you want it, trip this
This sucker shit is running rampant, it's the moment I fear
[Rick Rock:]
It was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
Yeah, my nigga it was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
My nigga it was the moment I feared
Yeah, my nigga it was the moment I feared
Bacc In Da Dayz lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Big Tray Deee)
Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden
We used to kick routines and the presence was fitting
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Standin' amazing, hit you in the brain
Get with Snoop Dogg, he can put you in the game
Put you on the stage, maybe even front page
Get a little fortune, have a little fame
Kill 'em with class, toast to the boogie while you fill up your glass
So quick, so fast
No razzmatazz, I'm just an eastside nigga
With my gangster ass, twenties
I used to pinch pennies
Only Gs, I don't fuck with no weenies
My clique is sick, it expandin'
To outlaws, riders and bandits
What you gon' do
When we coming to a hood near you?
You know
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
What's beef? 'Cause beef is in the kitchen
What you want dog? I'm on a million-dollar mission
How can you get it if you ain't been through shit?
I'm just a seed that was planted by Ruthless
My family tree is so G, we was cut from the cloth called LBC
Crybaby, used to C-Walk at the park
Pitbulls on a leash that would never bark
Real love, real dubs, real 'saniacs
Trip Locc, kinfolk, and Wayniac
Peace to the deceased that passed away
"Duces 'n Trayz: The Old Fashioned Way"
What you gon' do
When we pull up in a hood near you?
You know
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Yeah, certified official gangsta shit
Unfiltered, like a pack of humps, nigga
Detrimental to all and any that disrespect or deviate from the G calls
It's either hog status or buster status
It ain't no in betweens
You can't wake up and put this on, nigga
Every breath you breathe gotta be committed to this shit
Clappin' niggas, tappin' switches, mackin' bitches
Mansion business and stackin riches
It's all a part of that lifestyle we created back in the days for the world to follow
Gs up, forever
The boss dogg an' Tha General, front line and on the east side
Promise You This lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Say man that nigga Snoop Dogg promised me a record deal man
That nigga promised me he was gon' come over man and do some things with me man
That nigga Snoop Dogg promised me, man the nigga promised a whole lotta stuff man
But he didn't come through man
Look nigga, I'ma promise you this
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I'ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil' bitch
I'ma promise you this
Nigga had to walk 'bout four days
These niggas actin' like hoes nowadays
When I was young I used to hustle for my own shit
A 20 nigga slanging with them insane crips
I made my way out they call me Snoop Eastwood
Didn't forget where I came from, went back to the hood
Signed niggas, gave jobs and I made bail
And kept a lot of motherfuckers from goin' back to jail
Retail, hoe sale, OG's won't tell
Oh yeah they will, oh yeah they will
But I paid no mind I get back on my grind
I had a football dream to have a football league and I did that
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I'ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil' bitch
I'ma promise you this
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I'ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil' bitch
I'ma promise you this
Niggas said something outta place, dawg
I'ma let it go, I can't catch a case dawg
These motherfuckers prayin' on my downfall
I run the paint when it comes to this round ball
See I'm a legendary nigga doin' legendary shit
Smoking on the blunt with your temporary bitch
One thing's for certain, two thangs for sho
I'm a Long Beach nigga everywhere that I go
If I do, if I don't, if I will, if I won't
See time is money and it's the first of the month
Quit actin' funny my nigga
And go get your money my nigga
He do, 3, 2
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I'ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil' bitch
I'ma promise you this
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I'ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil' bitch
I'ma promise you this
Say man (I'ma promise you this)
Look I don't even promise my wife or my kids nothin'
So what I look like promising you something nigga (I'ma promise you this)
Look here you need to get up, get out, get something
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I'ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil' bitch
I'ma promise you this
Trash Bags lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. K-Camp)
[Female Voice:]
You gotta come to freak girls right now
It's poppin', like, niggas is throwing money left to right
I say you bring that bag
Music Major
[K Camp (Snoop Dogg):]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
(Twenties), count that
(Hunnids), count that
(Dollars), count that
(Money), count that
(Paper)
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
[Snoop Dogg:]
Passion, Angy, Keshia, Brandy
Tangy, paradise, obsession and candy
Lily, butterfly
What are you, what am I?
Bella, Lorraine, Linda Rose
On the stage, on the pole
Oceanate, Pina Colada
At the top, on the bottom
Ace of diamonds, keep 'em shinin'
Crazy girls, oh yeah, we got 'em
Daisy it's crazy, and so is her home girl, Red
Don't fuck around when it come around to pickin' up that bread
It's yours
[K Camp (Snoop Dogg):]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
(Twenties), count that
(Hunnids), count that
(Dollars), count that
(Money), count that
(Paper)
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
[Snoop Dogg:]
Peaches and Desiree, baby girl that's from the A
KeKe and Showtime, there's no time like today
Champagne, Tyra, Coco and Chocolate
Stina and Devina, I'm lovin' how ya'll poppin' it
XO, Hennessy, Patrón and lime after
Baby say, "roll the J", Tanqueray with pineapple
Daisy it's crazy, and so is her home girl, Red
Don't fuck around when it come around to pickin' up that bread
It's yours
[K Camp:]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that, count that, count that, count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Swivel lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Stresmatic)
(Rick Rock)
[Stresmatic (Snoop Dogg):]
I can send a missile
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
I got my head on a swivel
If you need me just whistle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
[Snoop Dogg:]
From the depths of the sea
Blowing trees in the big leagues
I got a plan, I'm going ham on all you DBs
You better double me up, safety cover me up
Single coverage won't work boy, I'll burn him up
Give me the damn ball, move the chains at the same time
Dressed to impress when it's game time, flame mine
I'm wide open, hoping, scoping out the scene
Catch a quick screen, cake walk on your whole team
Will he beam, will he run, will he walk, talk, or will he lean
I need riders and goons when I build a team
I get it cracking with the snap of the wrist
It's nothing less than a championship, now peep this
Call a few plays then break the huddle
Check that D, they in the zone no rebuttal
I can throw a strike down the pipe about 80
Hand full of rings, I'm shady like Brady
[Stressmatic (Snoop Dogg):]
I can send a missile
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
I got my head on a swivel
If you need me just whistle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
[Snoop Dogg:]
I'm in full beast mode, too cold to be cut down
Lifting weights, staying in shape, won't be shut down
Antonio Brown or Julio Jones
One on each side, now who do you zone
They on me like a bloodhound 'cause I won't go down
It's like a merry-go-round the way I'm bending my routes
I'm so sick with this, they can't stick me
Stick to to this
Sports Illustrated, get a flick of this
Lost him, cross him, quarterback toss
Highest point homie had the Randy Moss him
One hand as I shook him off me
Some OBJ with a dab of that DJ coffin, get off me
Call a few plays then break the huddle
Check that D, they in the zone no rebuttal
I can throw a strike down the pipe about 80
Hand full of rings, I'm shady like Brady
[Stressmatic (Snoop Dogg):]
I can send a missile
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
I got my head on a swivel
If you need me just whistle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
[Snoop Dogg:]
If you play wing back, slot end, or receiver
You got to outwork your opponent or you won't receive a
Pass from the quarterback 'cause he's under pressure
They get a couple 1DBs about to press up
Looking apart from the start, on the dress up
Coach on the play, I'm hoping that he don't mess up
Ayy back up off me, you playing me close
You 'bout to be hot-buttered on a breakfast toast
I rock it out and find my way into the end zone
A couple cheerleaders want to be in my friend zone
I tell 'em "Cool," I keep my head in the game
'Cause I'm ahead of the game and I'm a veteran man
Call a few plays then break the huddle
Check that D, they in the zone no rebuttal
I can throw a strike down the pipe about 80
Hand full of rings, I'm shady like Brady
[Stressmatic (Snoop Dogg):]
I can send a missile
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
I got my head on a swivel
If you need me just whistle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
A swivel
Go On lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. October London)
[October London:]
As we go on (We go on)
Like we do (Like we do)
When it's hot outside (Hot outside)
I just wanna chill with you (Chill with you)
What you need? (What you need?)
Is put ya mind at ease (Mind at ease)
Here's a little sun shine, a drink and a summer breeze
Oh! Do-do-do, do-do-do
Let's smoke and ride
Baby if you feel the same, let me know
(If you feel the same, then let me know)
I wanna rock ya, girl (Oh!)
Yes I do!
What you got to lose?
[Snoop Dogg:]
You done made it to see a whole 'nother summer and it feel good
Stop, now , top down through the neighborhood
Let the wind blow, open up the window
That girl is poison like Bell Biv Devoe
We have a barbeque to do at four
Swimming pool party in the back on the low
BYOB, and the plates of food will be laid out for free
Little kids get down, I'll have a bus pull up with Tommy The Clown
Now do The Jerk, get crunk, go to work
And do that dance that'll make your whole damn body hurt
Playing mama dear, calm and clear
This that time of the year
For everybody to be boisterous
Rock with Snoop Dogg and rejoice to this
[October London:]
As we go on (We go on)
Like we do (Like we do)
When it's hot outside (Hot outside)
I just wanna chill with you (Chill with you)
What you need? (What you need?)
Is put ya mind at ease (Mind at ease)
Here's a little sun shine, a drink and a summer breeze
Oh! Do-do-do, do-do-do
Let's smoke and ride
Baby if you feel the same, let me know
(If you feel the same, then let me know)
I wanna rock ya, girl (Oh!)
Yes I do!
What you got to lose?
[Snoop Dogg:]
Shined up my white walls, night falls
I'm feeling hella good
I'm doin thangs that you never would
Like surfin with the sharks, or shootin in the dark
Riding on a bike with my grandson at the park
Evolve while I elevate, take flight, levitate
Breakfast for dinner, I'm cold as a mother, but the summer ain't the winter
Finna, bend a, corner, on a three wheel motion
I'm heading to the ocean, caravan full of cars
Neighborhood stars, up and down the boulevard
We go, till we can't go no more
It's me and mines, it's summertime
You go off and we go on
[October London:]
As we go on (We go on)
Like we do (Like we do)
When it's hot outside (Hot outside)
I just wanna chill with you (Chill with you)
What you need? (What you need?)
Is put ya mind at ease (Mind at ease)
Here's a little sun shine, a drink and a summer breeze
Oh! Do-do-do, do-do-do
Let's smoke and ride
Baby if you feel the same, let me know
(If you feel the same, then let me know)
I wanna rock ya, girl (Oh!)
Yes I do!
What you got to lose?
Big Mouth lyrics - Snoop Dogg
You know there is always some big mouth-ass nigga talkin' shit. There's always some big mouth motherfucker hatin'. Always a nigga hatin'. It's always somebody that's displeased with what you do. You can never make motherfuckers happy. There is always somebody unsatisfied that feels entitled. There is always some bitch on the sideline talkin' shit with her big mouth. There is always some big mouth-ass nigga talkin' 'bout what you shoulda do with your money and what you coulda, woulda, shoulda - it's just... you understand me? Big Mouth with your big mouth ass!
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
There's a rumor being spread about me and my crew
About something we did or supposed to do
You might not of heard it or maybe you have
But when I first heard it all I did was laugh
I used to get angry and all uptight
You can say what you want, just spell my name right
'Cause all I'm ever guilty of is rockin' the house
But that's not what the rumor was all about
So if you like to hate tell all your friends
And if you don't wait until you see me again
This way I can hear it from the horses mouth
Right then and there we can straighten it out
Because I don't get involved with he said she said
So take my advice and quit while you ahead
Because one day I just might not laugh
I pull up and pop a cap in your ass
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
People used to say that you got a big mouth
Now I understand what they talking about
Because what we do is just between me and you
Not something that you run and tell your crew
But you had to told Sharon and she told Carol
Then the story rolled on just like a wheelbarrow
Carol told Bibi and she told Pam
And Pam was overheard a-talking to her man
Pam was so rookie, what she thought she heard
And somehow my nigga Diddy Bop got the word
He told somebody I knew from fruit town
They called me up and put me down
Now the whole damn story's been changed around
And that's the reason why I ain't fucking with you now
'Cause you never shoulda opened your mouth at all
And I wouldn't a had no reason to make this call
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
Now you're the dime-dropper of the neighborhood
And every time I see you up to no good
Just like a snake rollin' on the ground
Looking for some new dirt to spread around
Now you're the dime-dropper of the neighborhood
And every time I see you up to no good
Just like a snake rollin' on the ground
Looking for some new dirt to spread around
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
You got a big mouth (yeah nigga)
Big mouth (you too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
Toss It lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Too $hort & Nef The Pharaoh)
Shoot nigga, let me shoot
Oh you ain't throwin' shit, nigga I'm throwing' this, I'm throwin this
Wait nigga, I'm hittin' nigga
Ah, uh, come on now
Nigga, hit, nigga
[?] these brand new pair of shoes
Nigga, poppin' these [?]
League of Starz
[?] makes this shit [?]
[Nef Tha Pharaoh:]
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
Boss nigga, boss shit, I got boss dick
Fresh fast done fucked a coffin
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
Boss nigga, boss shit, I got boss dick
Fresh fast done fucked a coffin
[Snoop Dogg:]
Old ass nigga in the club full of young hoes
Smoking backwoods with the Migos
Dranking my drank in the glass, no cup in the cut, ducked off gettin' fucked up
Nothin' but family around me
Man these hoes are astounding
She say she went to school with my young son
Fuck around and get popped with the bop gun
Cute lil' bitch
Told me that her daddy was a 8-Trey crip
I did time with the nigga, four months
Cut to the chase lil' bitch, you wanna fuck?
'Cause if you do, this's what's gon' pop
No pictures and no Photoshop
Just get your lean and soda pop
Get with the program, jump in the bro-ham (Biatch)
[Nef Tha Pharaoh:]
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
Boss nigga, boss shit, I got boss dick
Fresh fast done fucked a coffin
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
Boss nigga, boss shit, I got boss dick
Fresh fast done fucked a coffin
[Too $hort:]
Ole ass nigga with some young bitches
Sugar daddies talking bout some come get this
Not me, fuck y'all, I tell her young ass she better break me off
You niggas way too soft
She need a player like me you gotta take that loss
I want the money and the honey
Even though I'm a pimp and a player she still wants me
She's in the family now
I got the next nigga waiting on them hand me down
But she'd show up with Snoop, hanging out
See the wet stain on her panties now
Mad as fuck but he ain't saying shit
'Cause we got more bitches than we came here with
Somehow some way gotta save the bit
But you crazy if you thinking we that we ain't gonna hit it (nigga)
[Nef Tha Pharaoh:]
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
Boss nigga, boss shit, I got boss dick
Fresh fast done fucked a coffin
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
She throw it to a nigga, I'ma toss it
Boss nigga, boss shit, I got boss dick
Fresh fast done fucked a coffin
420 (Blaze Up) lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Devin The Dude)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Whenever I'm down and out I get back to myself
I roll a motherfucking fat bat to myself
Leave it to beaver, America gon' legalize but I ain't believe her
'Til she finally did it
Overworked but I'm still committed
All things under the letter G, Snoop Dogg done did it
Gracefully gazing unto the sky
A lot of people smoke just to get by
But I see things much differently
Medically, physically, mentally, theoretically
Put it in a letter so you let it be
One day we'll all agree and have peace up under a big chronic tree
If I had my way at 4:20 every day you could blaze a J
And not have to answer to nobody
I live my life like it's a party
So let's go cuz
So go ahead and blaze up
Today's the day to blaze up (Yeah, yeah ooh)
So go ahead and put your Js up (And smoke)
Na-na-na-na-na-nanana (Get high)
Na-na-na-na-na-nananana
[Devin The Dude:]
I blaze up soon as I raise up from out of my sleep
I got me a sweet
I hope they legalize it here, I'm tired of police
You think you could smoke like me & Snoop, don't try to compete
I'll still blaze with ya, fire that ho up
If smoking weed is going down, then I'ma show up
Weed is where I'm needed, it's a necessity
If I ain't got it, little shit get the best of me
I even put it in my food, I got a brownie recipe
You eat one piece man your ass'll be fucked up for six or seven hours or so
You don't like edibles? Then I got plenty of flowers to blow
Smoke it in the paper, cigar, a bong
Don't worry about the haters, just vibe to the song
And do it however you please, you please
Today's the day to smoke weed
So go ahead and blaze up
Today's the day to blaze up (Yeah, yeah ooh)
So go ahead and put your Js up (And smoke)
Na-na-na-na-na-nanana (Get high)
Na-na-na-na-na-nanana
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Damn, a pound ain't really nothing now
Remember smoking with my cousin
Now we all Raw cone stuffing
Enough to wake neighbors up
KK my favorite flavor
And you ain't gotta ask 'cause we major
I smoke like them old players
Only put it in the paper
I just started recently letting niggas smoke blunts around me
Known to keep the room cloudy
Get a bad bitch, sit her down, let her smoke, now she open
The best trees I be smoking
Smell it through the bag so it's potent
Even get it on the plane, TSA don't even notice
Ran in the burner, he done taught a young nigga how to grow it
A pothead but I be focused
And it ain't in my session if it's bullshit
Only the best what you dealing with
It's legal now, everybody's doing this
So go ahead and blaze up
Today's the day to blaze up (Yeah, yeah ooh)
So go ahead and put your Js up (And smoke)
Na-na-na-na-na-nanana (Get high)
Na-na-na-na-na-nanana
Go ahead and blaze up
Today's the day to blaze up
So go ahead and put your Js up
Na-na-na-na-na-nanana
Na-na-na-na-na-nanana na
Come and smoke with me tonight, tonight
Lavender (Nightfall Remix) lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. BadBadNotGood & Kaytranada)
My dawgs don't bark, but they get off
Fuck around and get your whole face bit off
Sinister, spit truth like a minister
So until I'm a monster, when it's the right time
Night time, nigga tryna creep
And keep from dyin' in these motherfuckin' streets
Fuck the police, from a black man's point of view
Spray that shit, say that shit
We right in front of you, each and every one of you
I'm not gon' tell y'all niggas what we gonna do
But whatever y'all did, put two on it
And put a foot on your neck with a shoe on it
Resident evil, it's all on camera and they still don't believe you
Clownin' around, don't come your clown ass 'round here
Nigga you gon' get down
Real talk, I'm leavin' all you clown ass niggas outlined in chalk
Stay black, payback from way back
I'm the homie, 'but the motherfuckin' homie don't play that
And the night will fall, this is death to you all
When the nighttime falls, this the final call
This the final call, call, call
The final call, see reparations will be tooken
For all the shit you mother fuckers done did
Now it ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun, ha
Motherfuckers, trip this
Cut them motherfuckers off the leash
It's been a week since my dogs ate, let 'em eat
See I'ma tell you upfront and uncut
See I'm a stand up nigga, I'm a man up nigga
Get what I gotta get, a bitch nigga gon' talk a whole lot of shit
Which is the main reason why you stuck around
And I don't fuck around
I'm blowin' new purple in a new circle
I don't wanna hurt you but I will spurt you
And send you back to the earth, you
Came from, game gun
Same one, that I used in another galaxy
Actually, it's all fact to me
If I ruled the world would it come back to me?
Black to me, with my hand on that thang thang
I'm from the home of the brave, land of the gang bang
And the night will fall, this is death to you all
When the nighttime falls, this the final call
This the final call, call, call
And the night will fall, this is death to you all
When the nighttime falls, this the final call
This the final call, call, call
Let Us Begin lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. KRS-One)
[KRS-One:]
Yeah! La la la...
What up Snoop?
KRS in the building
Listen! Listen!
Too much brr brr brr
Too many people getting brred [?]
All you hear is brr brr brr in the streets
People grip and they eat just to settle they beefs
Brr brr
Now you getting chased by police
You running to the west, running to the east
But the problem is you under the beast
Brr brr brr - now your brother's deceased
We need peace
Not brr in the streets
The brr in Iraq lasts for weeks
Wack rappers, I'm crushing these creeps
Every time I spit they get weak
Knowledge reigns supreme
I take you back to the days when the telephone used to brring
I'm reading the sacred script
KRS, Battlecat, Snoop in it
[Snoop Dogg:]
Let us begin
What, where, why or when?
Most of my homeboys are dead or in the pen
While I'm at the top, upfront getting it in
Open doors, fuck that cuh, we kick them in
Blast master, blast faster
No more slave mentality, 'cause now we the masters
Ready for whatever 'cause you know that they after us
Clear the scene with the beam, cuh, this shit could get disastrous
By any means necessary, peeking out the window
Watching all this sucker shit, look at the pretenders
Thinking how the rap game was
I dig, I dug, I push, I shove, yeah I fell out of love
But it ain't no thing, telephone ring
They don't make 'em like they make 'em when I used to bang
So I try to show the little homies different things
How to diversify, and change different lanes
Learn to read a little, exercise your brain
Mental gymnastics, it's a cold game
Always knew that they would try and trip me, trick me but they couldn't
'Cause all my teachers and doctors were curious to the furnace
The honorable speaks
Like Minister Louis Farrakhan my influence is deep
'Cause it's truth
What's that? You don't like that?
Well we fight back. And we'll be right back
Let us begin
What, where, why or when?
Most of my homeboys are dead or in the pen
While I'm at the top, upfront getting it in
Open doors, fuck that cuh, we kick them in
Blast master, blast faster
No more slave mentality, 'cause now we the masters
Ready for whatever 'cause you know that they after us
Clear the scene with the beam, cuh, this shit could get disastrous
Mount Kushmore lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Redman, Method Man & B-Real)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Ayy ayy step back motherfucker, watch out!
[Redman:]
La la la la la we don't give a fuck
Ayy y'all niggas ain't fucking with us, nigga
La la la la la
I'ma get it like this nigga
Yo I got the green, Don Juan
I'm in the hood, blow the horn, bom-bom
This pimping ain't for free, here's a coupon
My backwoods packs I turn to a futon
I got my eyes on seven figures
And I'ma get it whether I move crooked like Jack Thriller's
I'm shitting on 'em, I smell like a winner
Don't hit the bathroom for like 40/45 minutes
Redman and we up in this bitch, huh
I never cruise, I work to be the top gun
And I'm a dog off the collar, the marijuana globetrotters
You got bud, I holler
Ayo this one nigga that roll up that smoke
When I hit the weed spot, my pockets go broke
We high, we high, we high, we high (say it again)
Ayo this one nigga that roll up that smoke
When I hit the weed spot, my pockets go broke
We high, we high, we high, we high (say it again)
[B-Real:]
It's the four horsemen call reinforcements
We ain't looking for endorsements, we absorb your portions
We can roll the indo or sativa if you need to
Got a warehouse poppin' with the B she's a heater
Two on the lighter with tightest bitches, dancing getting higher
They all fire ladies never tire
Got her soul inspired now we flossing out
Sipping on some Hen 2.0, for your cotton mouth
This beat is banging like a Cali block in the 90s
Really fucking grimey and the po-pos right behind me
16's popping, smoke blowing out the window
When we roll up in the spot it's very simple
[Method Man:]
Uh, yeah, uh-uh
That's what you do
Mt. Kushmore in the building
Big Snoop, Method Man, Redman, B-Real
Shout out to Wiz Khalifa and Sen Dog, you know! G-yeah!
I ain't here to bring the East back (nah), I'm here to relapse
And now I'm outta rehab they ask me where the weed at
Go get a weed app (homie), I got that weed that have your P.O. getting P.O., ask me where to pee at
My G, pack the streets of New York, I give em G-Rap
I'm cool, on the road to riches to get my G back
I'll bee dat! Killa Beez mind your beeswax
Past 10 o'clock when ya still don't know where your seat at
Ask Big Snoop, it don't take a Crip to see that
Be real, what you read about Meth Man, believe that
I'm nice, I gots no chill, go get a ski hat
In fact, put ya twitter on ice, chill with the feedback
[Snoop Dogg:]
From the days of Cheech & Chong, to Willie Nelson
Everywhere that I go, I blow fo sho, you smelled it
A lot of y'all fucking with me, saying I'm on your bucket list
But I ain't the one to be fucking with
See, I'm like a quick game of tic-tac-toe
Take three in a row
Aye lil nigga, gon hit that door
I'm back with my niggas Earth wind, no snow
And I got the fire on Mt. Kushmore
So let it rain like the leaves of a cannabis plant
When I say it, I mean it as a matter of fact
Well I outta, slip mo dick in your daughter, for starters
Leafs by Snoop, may I take your order?
[Redman:]
Ayo this one nigga that roll up that smoke
When I hit the weed spot, my pockets go broke
We high, we high, we high, we high (say it again)
Ayo this one nigga that roll up that smoke
When I hit the weed spot, my pockets go broke
We high, we high, we high, we high (say it again)
Ain't nobody fucking with my dogs
I leave that hammer of side of me
Ain't nobody fucking with my dogs
Ain't nobody fucking with my dogs
Ain't nobody fucking with my dogs
I leave that hammer of side of me
Ain't nobody fucking with my dogs...
Vapors (DJ Battlecat Remix) lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Charlie Wilson & Teena Marie)
Don't disrespect me. Do not disrespect me. I don't disrespect you niggas, I don't bother you niggas. I get my money the way I do. Leave me alone. I don't disrespect you niggas. Leave me alone. Don't disrespect me. Please, just leave me alone. I'm getting my money the way I do, I'm in my own comfort zone. Leave me alone. Don't disrespect me. Keep to myself, you keep your yourself. Leave me alone
Radio, TV, and even the press
They want the meaning of V-A-P-O-R-S
Now the meaning of this word without no doubt
Means nobody wants to be down when you're down and out
Now when you established and got a lot of money
Everybody wants to be your buddy and honey
Like tall buildings they call skyscrapers
(Here comes the vapors)
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season for catching the vapors
And since I got time, what I'm gonna do
Is tell you how it's spreading throughout my crew
Well you all know 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 began
He used to try to holler at this girl named Pam
The type of female with fly Gucci gear
She had a big herringbone with a weave in her hair
When they tried to kick it, she'd always fess
Talking about, "Baby please, you out here serving stress"
Since he wasn't no type of big chronic dealer
The homie Nate Dogg didn't appeal to her
But now he sport boots that match with his suits
Push a Lexus Coupe that's extra cute
And now she stopped fronting and wants to speak and
Be coming 'round the Pound every single weekend
To get his beeper number she be begging please
Dying for the day to eat these
She caught the vapors
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
I got a little cousin that's calm and plain
He bring the heat with the beat for the Dogg Pound gang
A mellow type of fellow that's laid back
But back in the days he wasn't nothing like that
I remember when he used to fight every day
When my auntie would tell him he would never obey
He wore his khakis hanging down with his starks untied
And a blue and grey cap that said the Eastside
Around my neighborhood the people treated him bad
They said Daz was the worst thing his mom ever had
They said he would grow up to be nothing but a gangster
Or either in jail, or someone would shank him
But now he's grown up to their surprise
D-A-Z got a hit record selling worldwide
Now the same people that didn't like him as a child
Be like, "Can I burrow a dollar? You a star now."
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
I got another homie from tha L-B-C
Known to y'all as DJ Warren G
He cut, scratch, transforms with finesse
And all that mess
I remember when we first started to rock
He tried to get this job at Calvin's Record Shop
He was in it to win it, but the boss fronted
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 lick
But they looked right past him so my homie straight dipped
Now for the year after Regulate
Warren G is having papers so my homie's like straight
He walked into the same record shop as before
And the boss be like "Warren, welcome to my store"
Offering him a job, but nah he don't want it
Damn it feels good to see people up on it
'Cause I remember when at first they wasn't
Now guess what they caught since he busting
The vapors
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
Last subject of the 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
But since they wasn't trying 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 getting rejected, I ain't run off the set
I sat and wrote some Dogg doo-doo rhymes at my rest
When I used to go to parties, they'd make me wait
Would have to beg to get on the mic to set MCs straight
I ain't never love no hoes I was just into my music
They acted like I wanted to keep on hanging with the juzi
But now things switched from West to East
"Yo dog do you remember me from 21st Street, G?
We used to Cee down back in the day"
It happens all the time, so nigga don't be amazed
You caught the vapors
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
He caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
Love Around The World lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Big Bub)
[Big Bub:]
This why they show me mad love all around the world
This why they show me mad love all around the world
This why they show me mad love all around the world
This why they show me mad love all around the world
[Snoop Dogg:]
I'm represented by Fetti, I'm so hardcore
Feet to the floor, up on a cord
Kick open the door, not knowing the score
I'm tatted and matted, added, that's 4 to the 4
Now we say, well is he good or he great?
Don't even wait, just clean the food off your plate
Say your grace, for the life that you make
Now he butted and skutting, cutting the knife in the steak
Wow, I'm and out of TI, all about it
'Cause I handle my BI, CI, I see you
Wanna get a flair, no faking
Let's take it 'cause I love this shit
[Big Bub:]
This why they show me mad love around the world
This why they show me mad love around the world
This why they show me mad love around the world
This why they show me mad love around the world
[Snoop Dogg:]
Now when I'm on tour, my spirit's unpure
And there's no cure for sure but I adore
I walk around the town and I explore
I'm greeted by 100 fans at my front door
Encore is what they want, much more
I'm smooth like suede with a touch of valore
On the rocks, Ciroc, glass and I pour
Snoop Dogg is the shit, get your ass on the floor
You can choose best and 2 step to this
Smoked up 'cause my weed's the shit
Take down and break down the verse
Put the S in your chest when worst comes to worst
[Big Bub:]
This why they show me mad love all around the world
This why they show me mad love all around the world
This why they show me mad love all around the world
This why they show me mad love all around the world
[Snoop Dogg:]
Yeah all around the world
Big Bub, Snoop Dogg
Real love
From the streets to the suites
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I been
Love, love
Go head, go head, go head
Say that, say that, say that
Oh yeah they do
Another classic
That's real love right there man
All around the world
Shout out to the whole globe
Love y'all, nasty piece
Transition lyrics - Snoop Dogg
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
Is really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a quote on quote star
Jahlil Beats, holla at me
[Snoop Dogg:]
Me and my homeboys walked up in the strip club
37 deep, Long Beach, 20 crip, cous'
I could really give a fuck about a bitch, cous'
We in this motherfucker tryna hit a lick, cous'
Pouring drinks in a bitch face, tryna pop a bottle with a model
I bought a whole case
Glasses up, asses up
They paying homage to a nigga like a [?]
VIP scene looking like a massacre
This little bitch got mad 'cause I wouldn't dance with her
It's all a setup, I sat up, get up, and listen to the [?]
Balls up, real nigga, punk bitch move back
Let me get my vape on
Don't trip, super crip with my cape on
Bacon, how much am I gon' take on?
It don't matter at all, no ladder to fall
You either the bat or the ball
Through the heart of it all, true heart of it all
Sipping on this liquor, tryna hit this lick up
And when it's done, I make the pick up, kick up more dust
Word on the street's the shit had to be us
Now they wanna see us, so we LBC ya
I take off the [?] and I spin it on my rear
Yeah motherfucker, we up
Shoe box money with two Glocks on me
In case y'all put the motherfucking pigs on me
The little homie with the shit, homie
Tiny cous', big cous' look stoney
All he ever wanted was the money, but we'll take it all
And we never hesitate to break it off
So cold on the pole, baby shake it off
Shake it off, shake it off (shake it, shake it)
Yeah, shake it off, shake it off (take it off)
I see you get money, more dollars
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
I see you get money, more dollars (money, money, money, money)
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
Yeah
So when you see a nigga sitting up in a ace of diamonds
Or you may see me [?]
Wherever you see me at, you gotta know and understand
It's not a trick, it may be a lick
Haha, yeah nigga
See, you want the honey
All we want is the money
Believe that
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta
[The Notorious B.I.G.:]
It's really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a [?] star
Legend lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Motherfucking legend
Motherfucking legend
Even if I die, living Legend
Look at my reflection
Ain't no second guessing
Always be a legend
A motherfucking legend
Motherfucking legend
Used to whip a Lexus
I can die right now, still a legend
Look at my reflection
Ain't no second guessing
Born to be a legend
A motherfucking legend
1996, I beat a 187 (murder was the case)
80 million sold, and I ain't check the records
Checked a couple rappers, told 'em not to test me
Ask me who am I? Motherfucking legend
50 bitches naked
Nike ain't my preference
Khaki with the Chucks
Now look how they dressing
Perfected my profession
Someone call the reverend (Nate Dogg nigga)
Bury me alive, living legend
Motherfucking legend
Motherfucking legend
Even if I die, living Legend
Look at my reflection
Ain't no second guessing
Always be a legend
A motherfucking legend
Look, big dog, six broads, don't matter to me
You new niggas look madder than me
Came up with the Doc, been around the world with 'Pac
Don't compare another rapper to me
When I came and kicked them buildings over
Swear I always knew I'd never be the same
Was born to be a motherfucking legend
I ain't never do it for no fucking fame
Motherfucking legend
You know what I'm repping
20 million, 20 years ago
Cuh, you was like 7
You ain't gotta like it
Bitch you gon' respect it (Respek on my name!)
Look me in my eye
Motherfucking legend
Motherfucking legend
Motherfucking legend
Even if I die, living Legend
Look at my reflection
Ain't no second guessing
Always be a legend
A motherfucking legend
Motherfucking legend
Used to whip a Lexus
I can die right now, still a legend
Look at my reflection
Ain't no second guessing
Born to be a legend
A motherfucking legend
Mix purple with the yella
Kobe with Vanessa
Did it doggy style
Leg upon the dresser
Look at my reflection
Motherfucking legend
Even when I die
Ten Toes Down lyrics - Snoop Dogg
A nigga like me man, I love the game, I love the hustle man
I be feeling like one of them ball player niggas you know
Like bird, magic or something
Yeah you know a nigga got dough a nigga can leave the league
But if I leave... the fans still gone love me man?
Told you I was 'bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?
I ain't do it, people said I did, huh?
Rap music ain't what's fuckin' up their kids, huh?
Gangster rap is fuckin' up the biz, huh?
My influence, something that I said, cuh?
Like I'm Jewish, all about the bread, huh
From the sewage, tryin' to get ahead, huh
I'm 'bout to do it, fuckin' up their head, huh?
These opportunist, fuckin' up their bread, huh?
Corporate America stance is irregular
Ready Cuz, rap sheet, impeccable
Multi plats, my past
What we have here is unprofessional
My metal, undetectable, my style, unselectable
Niggas runnin' their mouth that's unacceptable
21st street, Long Beach 'til the death of you
Told you I was 'bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?
Keep shootin', that's what the people tell me, huh
Get the biggest dope sack that you can sell me, huh
And your homegirl do it, huh
I make the whole world do it, huh
Ain't no limit to the dog and that's real talk
I'm the one that showed you how a real crip walk
Resume, document, G-File
Recollect, reflect, and let me break it down
Take it out the bag, lay it on the table quick
Call my handlers, I handle and disable this
Tickin' time bomb, made crippin' look fun
Can't walk around without your motherfuckin' gun, that's a no no
Real hood redemption, my tiny Lokos is really on a mission
Niggas runnin' their mouth that's unacceptable
21st Street, Long Beach 'til the death of you
Told you I was 'bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?
Do anybody in the house remember?
When it wasn't no Snoop Dogg? (Hell yeah!)
It wasn't no rappers talking' 'bout the LBC, am I trippin y'all? (Hell nah)
So its safe to say, I put it on the map, huh
So if you see me on the block, yeah, I'm back, huh
And if you don't think you know where I'm at, huh
You wanna battle, little homie, get your racks up
Boy you need to kit kat, make you niggas get back
Split you like a kit kat, the big homie did that
Rollin' like a rebel though, I'm on a whole 'nother level though
My heart, my hair, my G, my seat, that part right there
I'm more than a rapper though, pure intellectual
Smooth as a criminal, you hear me though?
Told you I was 'bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin' to your kids, huh?
Still down ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?
Don't Stop lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Too $hort)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Damn, I still hear my mama's voice
"Snoopy get your ass up and go outside and play!"
Hah, if she only knew what I was 'bout to get off into
Bang!
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
[Snoop Dogg & Too Short:]
Don't stop being you, don't stop being G
Egotistical, mystical, officially
Shuffle my feet to the beat with my heat in the stash
G in the bag with the C on the flag
We some real OGs baby
I was getting money in the 80s daily
Niggas like me don't never quit
And I still go hard on a bitch, ya bitch
You got to tell 'em what it is, don't play with the game
I love it when you call a bitch out of her name
Don't you dare try to save that ho
I know that you like her but you can't wife her
I'm going on a tour 'round the world
Probably fuck a whole bunch of girls
Probably get a whole bunch of money, sho' can you save some for me?
Nah, but you can come and work for me
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Don't stop being real, don't stop that rap
Don't stop showing homies how to shake that trap
I mean I seen so much but I'm still in touch with it
I don't stop 'cause I know y'all gon' fuck with it
We keep going, full speed ahead with this
Niggas ain't did the shit
Niggas ain't real as this
We came through and peeled his bitch so quick
From the 80s with a dope sack in my hand
To the 90's with a DJ and a microphone stand
Can't stop now, I'm in way too steep
Tech savvy with this cavy, come way too deep
Short dawg, Snoop Dogg, this for all my dogs
The ones who real in the streets, the ones who locked in the halls
Hall of fame with this game, legendary to y'all
Another 100 point game, now you can bury the ball
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
[Snoop Dogg:]
Don't stop getting lit with the shit I spit
I know you're down with the Dogg, I know you're fucking with this
Don't stop, won't stop, this is all I know
From the uprock to the crack rock in the bowl
Don't stop getting money, bring that shit back
Don't stop, fuck a cop for all the times I was jacked
Can't say much now 'cause I'm moving a crowd
I'm moving real weight, I mean hundreds of thous
Hundreds of pounds, green leaves
I made it out the motherfucking mean streets
And I still go back and touch the youth
I teach 'em how to ball and I teach 'em how to shoot
In the pursuit of my dreams, while recruiting my team
Teach 'em how to rise to the top just like cream
Remain supreme by any means
Badda bang, badda bing
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop it, don't stop
Don't stop at all
Super Crip lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Turn me up, turn me up
Just Blaze
What's up, what's happening?
Big Snoop in this bitch, get it crackin'
Dickies creased up and they saggin'
Gat in the right side, left side flag
Niggas running at the lip again
Got me feelin' I'ma trip again
And you thought I wasn't listenin'
Bitches talking shit, got me walkin' like a Crip again
Gotta hit you with the re-up
I'm married to the streets, fuck a prenup
Ayy lil' nigga roll the weed up
Drank in my cup, we about to get G'd up
Long Beach on my right side
CPT on my left side
I got Watts in this bitch
It be dogs from the 'jects still screaming out West Side
Long Beach on my right side
CPT on my left side
I got Watts in this bitch
Tiny loccs from the third and they screaming out East Side
Bitch niggas still bang on 'em
50 Cal shots, let it rang on 'em
And if a square ass nigga tried to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put them thangs on 'em
Bitch niggas still bang on 'em
50 Cal shots, let it rain on 'em
And if a square ass nigga tried to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put them thangs on 'em
Still say fuck 'em cause ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But then again I ain't brainless
I'll have my little loccs hit you with the stainless
Still say fuck 'em cause ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But I ain't tryna make ya famous
I'll have my tiny locos hit you with the stainless
Bitch you know who I be
D-O double G, super C-R-I-P
Creepin' through the fog
And steppin' through the smog
And you know I'm high as shit
And my bitches fly free
Shit you know who I be
D-O double G, super C-R-I-P
Creepin' through the fog
And steppin' through the smog
And you know I'm high as shit
And my bitches fly free
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip, who?
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need that
It's enough of that to go around
Real G's make the hood go 'round
Keep the planet spinnin' on it's axis
How is he so hood? How can you ask this?
I guess you can say I put in practice
On the strip, under lights, now I'm back bitch
And even if I'm blown on my own
With the chrome to your dome
Make you stretch like elastic
I need my real G's to the left
Bitch niggas staying to the right
I need my hoes front and center
Hard on these hoes from the Summer to the winter
Spring to the Fall, hoes still on my balls
It's the number one nigga from the hood Doggy Dogg
Still pull up on a nigga when I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't from Pittsburgh
Real shit on the set, I get your whole clique served
You best observe, a B chalked out on the curb
With your momma and your people sayin' "Supercrip did it"
They won't testify, so he got away with it
Now I'm sttin' on my throne, on my Bat phone
I'm talkin' to iron, man, while smokin' some fire, man
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Walkin' through the clouds with a Crip stick cane
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip, who?
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
Super Crip, who?
Super Crip, what?
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need that
Coolaid Man lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Hey, Snoop Dogg, can you pour me another glass of that Coolaid?
(Cardo Got Wings)
On the set, my nigga, I'm my own man
Upgrade, just like your phone game
Big Snoop Dogg, I do my own thing
And I stays in my own lane
My rap style, is dynamite
A lot of y'all niggas do sound alike
You do it how you do's it
See, you can blame it on the drugs, and you can blame it on the music
Where I come from, if you sound like another nigga
That's called bitin', yeah, you the other nigga
Let my demeanor be the meaning, got you screamin'
While you leanin', now you fiendin', while you dreamin'
To have a big car, rap star
Ten-room mansion with a lake in your backyard
So disobedient, flavor is the main ingredient
And you lack it, it's all in your jacket
But I'm hot, and as cool as a fan
You bitches drinkin' lemonade, I'm the Coolaid Man
Standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I'm the Coolaid Man
I'm hot (he's cool), but as cool as a fan
Bitches drinkin' lemonade, but I'm the Coolaid Man
I'm standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I'm the Coolaid Man
Now drink up, Mr. Coolaid Man, Mr. Coolaid Man
Now drink up, yeah girl that's the Coolaid Man, they call him the Coolaid Man
Now drink up!
The reason that I say that I'm the Coolaid
Look at all the flavor that I gave to the gizzame
Just add water, it don't get no hotter
You got your whole get-down from the Doggy Dogg father
Never mind it was never mines
Inquire intellectual, clever minds
Bet a dub that this shit pop
Bitch niggas mix love with this hip-hop
Just to be on, now what the fuck are we on
LBC, we've been known to get our G on
They call me Don Corleone, that's the corner he on, P-I-M-P on
She a freak of the week, I'm teachin' niggas how to eat
'Cause I'm deep in the streets
Look, don't get it fucked up loc
'Cause every now and then, niggas need a line of this dope
'Cause I'm hot, and as cool as a fan
You bitches drinkin' lemonade, I'm the Coolaid Man
Standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I'm the Coolaid Man
I'm hot (he's cool), but as cool as a fan
Bitches drinkin' lemonade, but I'm the Coolaid Man
I'm standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I'm the Coolaid Man
Now drink up, Mr. Coolaid Man, Mr. Coolaid Man
Now drink up, yeah girl that's the Coolaid Man, they call him the Coolaid Man
Now drink up Mr. Coolaid Man, Mr. Coolaid Man
Now drink up, yeah girl that's the Coolaid Man, they call him the Coolaid Man
Now drink up!
S-N-double-O-P, Mr. Coolaid Man, that's who he be
S-N-double-O-P, Mr. Coolaid Man, yeah, that's who he be
Now drink up (hot diggity dog)
Don't let the snare hit you, baby
Now drink up!
Mr. Coolaid Man, he's cool
Let Me See Em Up lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Swizz Beatz)
[Swizz Beatz & Snoop Dogg:]
Go! Swizzy! Snoop Dogg!
[Snoop Dogg:]
I'm in the zone like, lockin' alone like
Niggas keep talkin' but I'm sittin' on the phone like
Picking a bone like, sittin' on my throne like
Niggas is wrong like, singing' my song like
My nigga I'm so tight, spitin' with gold mic
Walk through a dark cloud, came out in a strobe light
Rockin' a robe like, Hef with his hoes like
Heavy is the head but to me it's just so light
Eat with the rich and get back to the low lives
Cup with his Cool-Aid the flavor is so right
Dip in and floss like, ship it in one night
Fuck what it cost like, livin' the boss life
[Swizz Beatz (Snoop Dogg):]
Lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em up
Lemme-lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em up
(Snoop Dogg!)
Aye, lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em low
Lemme-lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em low
(Snoop Dogg!)
Aye, now that's what's up
[Snoop Dogg:]
I'm back in my zone like
Living a long life, stuffin' the bone like
Puffin' a long night, pingin' the pong like
Singin' a song like, King of the Kong like
Godzilla fo'realla, my killas is so right
If it don't go right, make sure you all ride
Deuce deuce and a Tec-9 with a .4-5
Niggas is so dead, my nigga I'm so live
Back in my zone like niggas hittin' my phone like
Shoot him some bail like, cuz he won't tell right?
The homies don't act like, the homies don't act right
Under interrogation becomes cooperation
That's why I dealt like, solo and bolo like
Kick a little ass and talk shit like I'm Dolomite
Dip in and floss like, ship it in one night
Fuck what it cost like, livin' the boss life
[Swizz Beatz (Snoop Dogg):]
Lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em up
Lemme-lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em up
(Snoop Dogg!)
Aye, lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em low
Lemme-lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em low
(Snoop Dogg!)
Aye, now that's what's up
[Snoop Dogg (Swizz Beatz):]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
(Now that's what's up)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Now that's what's up)
Snoop Dogg, Dogg, Dogg, Dogg!
Snoop Dogg, Dogg, Dogg, Dogg! Yeah!
Snoop Dogg, Dogg, Dogg, Dogg!
Snoop Dogg, Dogg, Dogg, Dogg!
Dogg, Dogg, Dogg, Dogg!
Snoop Dogg, Dogg, Dogg, Dogg!
Swizzy, Swizzy, Swizzy! Aye
[Swizz Beatz (Snoop Dogg):]
Lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em up
Lemme-lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em up
(Snoop Dogg!)
Aye, lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em low
Lemme-lemme see em, lemme see em, lemme see em low
(Snoop Dogg!)
Aye, now that's what's up
Point Seen Money Gone lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Jeremih)
Bongo ByTheWay
[Jeremih:]
Let's roll out to Miami and get the money
Baby how that sound?
When I'm feelin' high, I'm probably on some light skin
When I'm feelin' low, I'm sippin' on some brown
Won't you come trips to California?
We can get with it, show you how the shit goes down
Know around the world, it get nasty
And I'ma be right there, as long as where it's
That's where the cash be
(Hey! Woo!) Cash be
And I'ma be right there, right where my cash be
(Hey!) Yeah, yeah
Ah-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-uh-uh-oh
That's where the cash be
[Snoop Dogg:]
Mula, fetti, you not ready
I'ma get the cheese, put the bread with spaghetti
Letty said he can play with them broads
Opportunistic, I stay on them hoes
I ain't got time to be hanging with y'all
'Specially when there is no money involved
Joint seem mighty long, red beam on his dome
Point seen, money gone
[Jeremih:]
Let's roll out to Miami and get the money
Baby how that sound?
When I'm feelin' high, I'm probably on some light skin
When I'm feelin' low, I'm sippin' on some brown
Won't you come trips to California?
We can get with it, show you how the shit goes down
Know around the world, it get nasty
And I'ma be right there, as long as where it's
That's where the cash be
[Snoop Dogg:]
Robert De Niro, fly as a sparrow
Profit to profit, arrow to pharaoh
Live bueno, hustle like Maino
All money in, no Drano
Can't no-body get it like I get mines
More paper to Jamaica, I make it, bake it, shape it and cake it
Remake it, never had to fake it to make it
Just put the pedal to the metal, rock it up and re-flake it
I'm living the fast life
Jet after jet and tryna keep my cash right
I know you understands the meaning
Hand full of green and while the fans keep fiending
Straight up, no leaning, I'm right where the chips at
Or even in the hood where the Crips at
Joint seem mighty long, red beam on his dome
Point seen, money gone
[Jeremih:]
Let's roll out to Miami and get the money
Baby how that sound?
When I'm feelin' high, I'm probably on some light skin
When I'm feelin' low, I'm sippin' on some brown
Won't you come trips to California?
We can get with it, show you how the shit goes down
Know around the world, it get nasty
And I'ma be right there, as long as where it's
That's where the cash be
(Woo!) Cash be
And I'ma be right there, right where my cash be
Yeah, yeah
Ah-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-uh-uh-oh
That's where the cash be
[Snoop Dogg & Jeremih:]
All right now, I need Passion to the stage
I need Destiny, Maliah, Passion
And I'ma be right there, right where my cash be
I need y'all to the stage, let's go
Yeah, yeah
I need y'all on the stage, let's go
Work (Work, work)
[Snoop Dogg:]
In a white Ghost sipping holy water
Always been the type to get it close to border
After play, Barry Bonds, out the park
I got hits, what you mean? I throw the dart
At the wall, off the wall, I feel like Mike
I don't miss, niggas talkin' shit, say I
Took his bitch, hit that pussy, it took one night
Hit that hoe quit, it was just aight
Uhh, not at all
I ain't get to see the wall, I copped 'em all
Fucked it all, fuck the law, fuck you thought?
I ain't change, seen my chain look like the car
Flash man, flashy dancing, dancing on me
Dirty dancing, dancing like my double cup
Lemonade to niggas that be talking tough
Say you got money, I just double up
Multiply, fuck addition, fuckin bitches all night
Macauley Culkin, rich and riches
This the life, they walk away, it's so delicious
Up in Dubai, sushi, hella bitches
Aw man, wrote a check, two commas
Please tell em' I need two shots by two o' clock
Plus that adds about two thousand, two drops
Pull up in my crew, sellin' out
[Jeremih:]
I need a girl who will do whatever I want
I need a girl who will do whatever I want
Oh Na Na lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Wiz Khalifa)
Here we go
It's time
[Wiz Khalifa:]
If it ain't KK what you smoking on
If it ain't Rosé tell 'em carry on
It ain't 'bout mine 'less the money long
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
[Snoop Dogg:]
Fat sack in hand, Mac and Dev
Back in dreads, stacking bread
Kush in the air errywhere I be
Word is Doggy Dogg got that 10 a key
You can believe what you wanna loc
See I'ma pee on the tree when I wanna smoke
Underground to the top shelf
And I can do it by my goddamn self
I put some fire on the tip
High when I trip, still fly on a bitch
I'ma ease on by
Tip top, don't stop, why not, not why
See I'ma regulate it
Real shit, real niggas, real weed separated
And put the match on the tip
So quick, so fast like that, you bitch
[Wiz Khalifa:]
If it ain't KK what you smoking on
If it ain't Rosé tell 'em carry on
It ain't 'bout mine 'less the money long
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Came in this thang, blowing on the strongest Mary Jane
Make sure everybody know my name
Niggas know we go hard so we young bosses in the game
Now I'm getting weed on the plane
It's such a shame, your bitch with us
Hatin' on me 'cause you probably can't get rich with us
Probably run around claim you a real nigga too
But I'ma fuck her, never call like real niggas do, ooh
No pain, no gain
I be on the yacht drunk sipping champagne
Partying with Snoop Dogg, smoking propane
Screaming rest in peace June Bug with my whole gang
Uhh, niggas hate but I just laugh at that
A milly first quarter, you ain't half of that
Talking trees, we can go pack for pack
All day, we just smoke back to back
If it ain't KK what you smoking on
If it ain't Rosé tell 'em carry on
It ain't 'bout mine 'less the money long
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
My Carz lyrics - Snoop Dogg
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad
You see I'm mean with the 16, yes you are
Got a big old house, bout 50 cars
And the ones I drive, what a hell of a ride
Built for a player when I lean to the side
My shit so dank, my paint is wet
'Lacs, Impalas, and Corvettes
Wagoners, saggin' here
Nigga not braggin' here, but lets be clear
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
So I figured the funk, point blank man this nigga a hoe
Look around, smash down, sit your ass down little class clown
Let me get back on the highway, try my way
This is the fly, way, Mass appeal, cash the deal
Never will I motherfuckin' crash the wheel
Pass the feel, the tank with the drank in the cup
Look baby girl, that's what's up
Slide by my side bitch house in the cut
With my 9 by side when I side in the cut
I shake I shook in, peep out the window, niggas still lookin'
When in doubt, flash that 9 get in and out
Take my time while dippin' out, then bang my set while spinnin' out
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad
Let me raise mine, bang for the Fo'
Pop that shit nigga break it down low
They say the stage with more lights
Can the nigga re-write the whole game
She tried to dodge the blue ride
Big race tires we ride the whole ride
We bringin' it live to your side
You gonna stand outside or you gonna jump inside?
She said cool can my girls come?
We gon' drank, smoke then fuck some
It was 2, 3, 4, then 5, tall short thick and fine
And they all enjoyed the ride, Dogg could you bring us all back again
I love it when you put it in my back again
Fill up in your car then you back again
'Cause your cars are hot, your paint is wet
Your bitches, they're bad, that's probably why they're mad
Your cars, they're hot, your paint is wet
Your bitches, they're bad, that's probably why y'all mad
Your cars, they're hot, your paint is wet
Your bitches, they're bad, that's probably why y'all mad
Now look here mane
I got variation mane
I got a white one, a black one, a yellow one
A green one, a blue one, a red one
I mean I mean mane, I even got a space ship, you dig
You could even float with me if you want to
'Cause that's how a real player ride
We ride like we ride
You wanna get inside, well lets ride
You wanna get inside, well lets ride
You wanna get inside, well baby lets ride
You ever made love in a car? You don't like when I talk to you like that?
You ever been fucked in a car? That sounds better don't it
Two Or More lyrics - Snoop Dogg
You niggas don't hear me though
Turn it up, nigga, this shit's in stereo
I walked in with a philly ho
Let me give it to you, young locc, on the really though
Hands, the keys, the Benz, the trees
The birds, the bees, the Cs, the Gs
I get it like I'm 'posed to, you should be close to me
Right up under my wing
Words I sing, verbs I bring
Bread to the park, head in the dark
Ready with art, I said it with heart
Merely distorted, dearly departed
Look what you started
I'm cool as a mother and you acting retarded
Just what the motherfuckin' doctor ordered
It's the d-o-g with the p-o-p
Not one, not two, but three
I gotta have two or more
Two or more, baby
Maybe even three or four
Like three, like four
Listen to me, baby
I need two or more
Yeah
Maybe even three or four
She likes love, drugs, and sex
Love, drugs, and sex
She likes love, drugs, and sex
Have a seat and don't say one word
'Cause you will never catch Snoop Dogg with just one bird
And if I do, I'll probably kick it to the curb
And come anew
Runnin' back, I'm-a keep runnin' through
Hut one, hut two
Down set, hike two, three, four
We go overtime
I'm-a give you something that's gonna blow your mind
And take your time, relax a bit
I came here to mack a bitch
This P is so immaculate
I rap a bit just to taste
Puttin' hair to the snare to the bass
Snap that, Snapchat, flick it up
One of me, three of ya'll, so lick it up
I'm back to the hangin' again, bangin' again
Nigga, could you sing it again?
I gotta have two or more
Two or more, baby
Maybe even three or four
Like three, like four
Listen to me, baby
I need two or more
Yeah
Maybe even three or four
She likes love, drugs, and sex
Love, drugs, and sex
She likes love, drugs, and sex
Freak-a-leek, I speak the truth
I got girls lined up trying to get in the booth
Original, more like a miracle
High definition visual, digital, minimal
But it can be maxed out
Track meet, more meat blow your back out
I had to pull the 'lac out
'Cause there was too many of ya'll to be left out
I stepped out mackish with the whole package
Bread with the cabbage, me and a bad bitch
Or two, make it three
31 flavors, nigga
It gets no better than this
Now, who in the world can get you more wetter than this?
I'm back to the hangin' again, bangin' again
Nigga, could you sing it again?
I gotta have two or more
Two or more, baby
Maybe even three or four
Like three, like four
Listen to me, baby
I need two or more
Yeah
Maybe even three or four
She likes love, drugs, and sex
Love, drugs, and sex
She likes love, drugs, and sex
Two or more
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