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
Affiliated lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Trick Trick)
I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these streets, children
I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these streets, uh-uh
I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these streets, 'cause
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody got, ain't nobody got
Ain't nobody got time for that
Real shit mane, no matter where you from
The same rules and regulations apply, the G code
I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood, I'm affiliated
See I'm real with my niggas, I kill for my niggas, I'm affiliated
Grew up from the turf, love doin' work, I'm affiliated
See I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood
All I bang is that crip shit, trip this
Big Snoop Dogg with my cousin Trick Trick
Put the hammer to your bisquick to your biscuit
Jam with the jelly sellin' grams at the telly
On the celly with the plinug
If you really want it come and get it on the Dinnub
20 gang, for life, all my niggas locked down
Know I got em' right
It's a new game, it's a new day
We even got homies in Akron and OK-C
And I'm the G that go and see em'
Holla at a nigga on the DM
All I know is to bang the beach (long beach)
40 years nigga, bangin' the east
And I can't stop and I won't stop
Even though I got a grip, still 20 crip nigga
I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood, I'm affiliated
See I'm real for my niggas, I kill for my niggas, I'm affiliated
Grew up from the turf, love doin' work, I'm affiliated
See I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood, I'm affiliated
Shit
Pull up, get out, hood up, sit down
No need to stand, he is the man
It is I, he, King, NFZ, so my throne, a no fly zone
To make sure they mail they're check, fly down LAX
To see my big cuz, fuck y'all thought this shit was
Turn a couple corners, big homies'll pull up on ya
What we finna' do what the move is
Cuz say the money where the booth is
Go and show the motherfuckers where the truth is
Hold up cuz I do this, state to state face to face
Straight up G shit, 7 mile nigga with the 21 east clique
Love my neighbors, season floor seats Pistons and Lakers
I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood, I'm affiliated
See I'm real for my niggas, I kill for my niggas, I'm affiliated
Grew up from the turf, love doin' work, I'm affiliated
See I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood, I'm affiliated
State to state, oh
I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood, I'm affiliated
See I'm real for my niggas, I kill for my niggas, I'm affiliated
Grew up from the turf, love doin' work, I'm affiliated
See I don't hang in my hood but I bang in my hood, I'm affiliated
Feel About Snoop lyrics - Snoop Dogg
You brainwashed not to know you grew up wanting to be a pimp, you wanted to be a player (Right) You know, you grew up wanting to be these different things that are role models to you in your neighborhood, until you figure out that...hold on...I'm finna be the first role model that ain't that (Right)
Well I had a chance to listen to the album,
it's very chill, it definitely makes you wanna smoke some weed
(Oh it do?)
Yeah, and I don't even really smoke
(You wanna hit some right now?)
I don't know if we're allowed to do that in here
(We need curtains, we need curtains in here)
No, Snoop can do what he wanna do
(I don't think so...)
Don't ask for permission, ask for forgiveness
And there ain't no doubt about it
Regarded as the freshest, by the way that I live
All the songs that I did, and givin' back to the kids
I mean I done been everywhere that you wanna go
And poppin' on a stick like a pogo
My logo, is similar to the bat sign
Way up in the sky, when you wanna get high
Now look up, now look up, I shook up the game
With the versatility, verbability, toungetwistagility
Hell yeah, they love the dog
Grandmomma's worldwide wanna hug the dog
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
Look I'm back at it, melodramatic
A little more dope for you Snoop Dogg addicts
Addicted to the things I do, magic
Go go go but no gadget, I'm magic
If I wasn't invented
Then you probably wouldn't even know how to represent it
I'm in it like I spread it, if I said it, all gas unleaded
For really though, I get that real hood love everywhere I go
From mommas, babies, grannies
You gotta love him even if you can't stand him
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
The way I feel about Snoop
Light It Up lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Swizz Beatz)
If you celebratin' tonight
Celebratin' tonight
A celebration tonight
Graduation tonight
Where it end tonight
A birthday tonight
Ya livin' life tonight
Light the sky up tonight
Light the sky up tonight
Light the sky up tonight
Put your lighters real high
We gon' celebrate life tonight
It's the Fourth of July tonight
Fireworks up tonight
We gon' light the whole sky tonight
We gon' light ya whole life tonight
Light the whole sky tonight
We gon' light the whole sky tonight
Light the whole sky tonight
Celebrate tonight
Cheers to the good life
And I can tell that tonight's gonna be a good night
All my family is here
And we been gettin' it on this whole year, oh yeah
It's grad night, feel too good to have a bad night
Snoop Dogg came through to make sure
Everybody set, let's go
Mama in the house, what it do though?
It occurs to me that today's your happy anniversary
Bacardi over there, party over here, party over there
As we party everywhere
Hell yeah put yo' hands up, fill the stands up
This is the extravaganza
In it to win it
We start what we finish
The sky is not the limit
Light the sky up tonight
Light the sky up tonight
Light the sky up tonight
Put your lighters real high
We gon' celebrate life tonight
It's the Fourth of July tonight
Fireworks up tonight
We gon' light the whole sky tonight
We gon' light ya whole life tonight
Light the whole sky tonight
We gon' light the whole sky tonight
Light the whole sky tonight
Celebrate tonight
Snoop Dogg's in the house
We gon' set this thang off tonight
And now the scene is set
This 'ill be sumin' that you never forget
We got it poppin' like champagne
Give me my damn ring
We want it all, we the champs
Did the damn thang
We are champions
So we gon' light up the night tonight
Man this sure feels great
So I'm livin' my life tonight
Fireworks in the air, work dat, murk dat, hurt dat there
Put that blue light way in the sky
Wave both hands from side to side
Can ya catch a vibe?
What a view
Walkin' on the moon makin' prints wit' my tennis shoe
Went in any mall
Eenie meenie mini mall
Another twenty-four
That's the only way to go
Light the sky up tonight
Light the sky up tonight
Light the sky up tonight
Put your lighters real high
We gon' celebrate life tonight
It's the Fourth of July tonight
Fireworks up tonight
We gon' light the whole sky tonight
We gon' light ya whole life tonight
Light the whole sky tonight
We gon' light the whole sky tonight
Light the whole sky tonight
Celebrate tonight
Side Piece lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Say baby girl
Why don't you light some candles and put somethin' on for a nigga though? For real
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
Yes I'm the most high
Baby want it, Mimosa
I tried to reverse her, a mentirosa
Got me livin' the vida loca in Acapulco
With my pictures on the wall on a poster, a roller coaster
So I try to dance my life away to get it over
I'm sippin' Jamison with famous friends until I'm sober
Don't wanna go home, I know I'm gonna get into a fight
I called my sidepiece and tell her I'mma spend the night
And if she out of town, baby we' gon' book a flight
She got it laid out with incense and candlelights
Your shit's on hit, officially lit
You're tryna get a nigga sprung, your pussy wet, you lil bit
You have no idea, what? You want me right here?
Are you sure that we can do this shit right here?
'Cause if it's on like that, I'll spend the night here
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
Good love, good sex and good weed
Baby oil to rub down my sleeves, relax and breathe
Red wine, crackers and cheese, baby shootin' the breeze
While aiming to please
Oh please, don't stop with the antics
High heels, t-shirts, no panties
Me knockin', she's rockin' the boat
While baking me a cake with a root beer float
Then put the TV on the channel where's it's nothin' but sports
Every room at the house is where I smoke my dope, no joke
Got keys to the spot so I can slide by necessary
Mary, Mary, Quite Crip Contrary
Apartment contemporary
Jo Malone candles, very airy
Ain't that right Siri? (That's right Siri)
So keep sendin' that right
The way it's lookin', I'll be spendin' the night
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax and breathe
You deserve attention, I'm what you need
I'm on my way, yeah
Just leave the backdoor open
I'm pullin' up right now
And I'mma spend the night
Fo' sho'
Kush Ups lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Wiz Khalifa)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
My weed man got the hook up
Rolling up another pound every time you look up
Big-ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up
So much weight that now I'm doing kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing
Don't stop!
[Snoop Dogg:]
Tae Bo, five, four, three, two, one
Working out, chiefing up, creeping up, keeping up
With the Joneses, smoke a zone with my pen pals
In my neighborhood, flavor's good, roll up, put some papers to it
Straight into it, gon' make him do it, that thing can do it fo sho
Get my lift on, while get my spliff on, fo sho
Break bad, stay cool, way cool, roll a doob
Old school, paid my dues, spray these fools, ladies drool
'Cause they know what I got
I got a bag of the Saturday pot
And it'll keep you up from Thursday to Saturday night
What do you like?
When you smoke with the Dogg, you had the time of your life
Now light... the fatty, jump in my Cadi
Pull your seat back, yup, I know you need that
Let it flow, set it go, incredible
That ain't gold, laying low like 10 to 4, on the floor
[Wiz Khalifa:]
My weed man got the hook up
Rolling up another pound every time you look up
Big-ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up
So much weight that now I'm doing kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing
Don't stop!
Don't even trip
Ain't really gotta use a scale, I could eyeball a zip
So much weight you thinkin', "Why this ain't for sale?"
Weed in my lungs, weed in my nails
She coning joints, I'm rolling weed up myself
Don't ever get my weed from off the shelf or my clothes
I heard Polillo 'bout to drop some shit, order those
Pounds, I got more of those, why my eyes sorta low
Not too many when I roll, more arms than though
Boys hating, I'm just counting up the money I just made
And what I'm making make a nigga make a million dollars later
Smoking getting high pays
I like my eyes glazed
Ain't empty out my ashtray in days
At my house playing pool in some HUF socks and Joyrich sweats
I roll a joint, you roll another one next
Can't even name a nigga colder than
Ain't pay for game that mean you stole it then
Know it's the bomb when you hold it in
My weed man got the hook up
Rolling up another pound every time you look up
Big-ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up
So much weight that now I'm doin' kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Looking for me, I was at the crib doing
Don't stop!
Got Those lyrics - Snoop Dogg
All money ain't good money
But ain't no money like the show money
We came from the bottom to the top floor
Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though
Money problems everybody got those
But now a days we don't got those
Birkin bag all my bitches got those
No Chanel everybody got those
Shooters on the roof know we got those
Hear a couple shots, hope you got those
I pull up in a full-metal jacket
Pop shots, top-notch with the ratchet
I leave a nigga dead on the asphalt
Slap em in the face tell em take them fuckin' pants off
T'd up, G'd up when we stance off
Two to the chest make a bitch nigga dance off
Goin' with the Wizzin, Juice with the Gizzin'
Rides 'til I'm Risen, strong with the pizzen'
You don't know, oh, I fucked your hizzoe
Timbo, the Designer, and finer fuck what it cizzost
See everything I'm rock and wear its handmade
If she with me then she got it all you understand me
We came from the bottom to the top floor
Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though
Money problems everybody got those
But now a days we don't got those
Birkin bag all my bitches got those
No Chanel everybody got those
Shooters on the roof know we got those
Hear a couple shots, hope you got those
The police, motherfuckin' gang to me
And money, ain't a motherfuckin' thang to me
Let me break it down for you, keep a few shooters
And a damn good lawyer
Preparation for the worst, meditation with this verse
Education, Rebirth, cause you know if you last you first
And everybody wanna be the best, Red bottom shoes for your Louie bag on your neck
Baby remember before you had shoes
When yo' life was filled with nothing but bad news
See everything I rock and wear is handmade
If she with me then she got it all you understand me
We came from the bottom to the top floor
Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though
Money problems everybody got those
But now a days we don't got those
Birkin bag all my bitches got those
No Chanel everybody got those
Shooters on the roof know we got those
Hear a couple shots, hope you got those
New cars got that, good weed blow that
Bag bitch yessir, OG for sure that
Used to stay with my momma on the couch
Like the Jeffersons I'm moving on up and I'm out
Penthouse with the butler who waits by the door
To ensure I'm the only motherfucker on this floor
I got game, I got fame, I got cash, I got love
I got so many hoes, I'm bout to open a club
You got me, I got you, you got one, I got two
Stop by and have a good time its popping' at Snoops
Got a whole lot of this and I mix it with that
Me and Timberland remember we bringin' it back
We came from the bottom to the top floor
Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though
Money problems everybody got those
But now a days we don't got those
Birkin bag all my bitches got those
No Chanel everybody got those
Shooters on the roof know we got those
Hear a couple shots, hope you got those
Let The Beat Drop (Celebrate) lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Swizz Beatz)
[Swizz Beatz:]
Let me blow the smoke all in the air
You know it's a party when Snoop's here
The ladies let their hair go down low
We let the whole club lights down low
Down low
In the BBM
She checkin' for my name in the BBM
I used to want a all black Beamer then
She don't really know how I seen her then
The west coast light, she ain't seen it yet
She ain't seen it yet
Fuck it, let's celebrate
Screw it, let's celebrate
Fuck it, let's celebrate
Snoop Dogg, we celebrate
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
[Snoop Dogg:]
All about this paper while I'm rollin' up this paper, though
In case you didn't know, I'm blowin' on that high endo
Swizzy told me let it go, so I'm-a act a fool tonight
I'm in the building and I'm coolin' and I'm chillin' like
Never felt this way before, so I guess I'm-a let it go
Since I'm-a let it go, you better get ready for
More than the incredible, teach her what you gotta
Came for a little but I left with a whole lotta
Walked to the top but I started from the bottom
Celebrate tonight by raisin' up your fuckin' bottles
Smoke in the air, now everybody take a swallow
Snoop Dogg is that nigga you should follow
[Swizz Beatz:]
Let me blow the smoke all in the air
You know it's a party when Snoop's here
The ladies let their hair go down low
We let the whole club lights down low
Down low
In the BBM
She checkin' for my name in the BBM
I used to want a all black Beamer then
She don't really know how I seen her then
The west coast light, she ain't seen it yet
She ain't seen it yet
Fuck it, let's celebrate
Screw it, let's celebrate
Fuck it, let's celebrate
Snoop Dogg, we celebrate
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
[Snoop Dogg:]
Baby let her hair down when she heard that I was comin'
I can be your nigga, are you down to be my woman?
This is real pimpin', California, why you runnin'?
The other dudes fakin', baby, I keep it one hundred
Straight shooter with the Buddha, take a hit and get your mind right
Offered me some head, I told that little bitch that I might
In the mean time, let me bust and get my green right
We a hundred deep, goddamn I got my team right
We celebratin' lovin' this life
Your favorite rapper back up on the mizzic
From the underground to the roof, ya'll
It's your friendly neighborhood big Snoop Dogg
[Swizz Beatz:]
You know it's a party when Snoop's here
The ladies let their hair go down low
We let the whole club lights down low
Down low
In the BBM
She checkin' for my name in the BBM
I used to want a all black Beamer then
She don't really know how I seen her then
The west coast light, she ain't seen it yet
She ain't seen it yet
Fuck it, let's celebrate
Screw it, let's celebrate
Fuck it, let's celebrate
Snoop Dogg, we celebrate
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
Now let the beat drop
What If lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Suga Free)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Yeah, man
Do you ever sit and wonder sometimes
What if?
I mean, like, for real though
I mean, sometimes I just sit and think to myself, like
What if?
I mean, that's a big question, right?
If "if" was a fifth, we'd all be fucked up
But what I really wanna know is:
What if?
[Suga Free:]
(What if?)
We had a reckless motherfucker
That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg
(What if?)
We never had a nigga like Big P
From the Southside, nigga goin' "woof"
(What if?)
We never had a real woman
That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was
(What if?)
We had to take it
If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker, you had to make it
Social media only ask the he-say, she-say shit
And where would I be without Tone, Pimp [?], and DJ Quik?
Act like you knew that
I'm glad I had somebody tell me
"Don't think with your dick, boy! Don't do that!"
Come on, you know me, man
I pimp on, I entertain, man
That's why I stay inside my [?] lane
I gotta be careful when I show you stuff
'Cause these haters don't like you if you know too much
Yo, ow give it up if you like this
And you prefer the peace
And won't get mad if you don't have no one to fight with
We pull the cards around a phony
My sister told me, "Niggas act hard around their homies"
Because the West don't need no beef
We need our [?] and our roaches
And our Reres and our Monique
So stay prayed up, armor on, I got it
What if you talked to that man
And understood before you shot him?
[Snoop Dogg:]
(What if?)
The Bloods and the Crips was the same
And all niggas joined one gang
(What if?)
My granny wouldn't have died
Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side
(What if?)
You could do what you don't
And live how you motherfuckin' want, say that
(What if?)
A phony is a phony, a homie is a homie
And you know the big homie don't play that
Catch him, stick him
Rip it, ride it
La di da di, we shout out the party
The old me, the new you, you niggas tryna do me
You better off tryna do you
Boo hoo, voodoo, taboo
DP, GC, what it really do?
I educate when I illustrate
And those the words I be teachin', preachin'
To each and everyone
Never been a scary one
Always been a down ass nigga, clown ass nigga
Reppin' my city, [?]
Extra extraordinaire exceptionally
Never late, predicate, elevate, levitate
My nigga, I'm way too high to ever hate
Papa Snoop in my momma Beverly, heavenly
Thank God for ya'll havin' me, for real
[Snoop Dogg {Suga Free}:]
(What if?)
The Bloods and the Crips was the same
And all niggas joined one gang
(What if?)
My granny wouldn't have died
Man, I probably wouldn't have been from the East side
(What if?)
You could do what you don't
And live how you motherfuckin' want, say that
(What if?)
{We had a reckless motherfucker}
(That was king of west coast instead of big Snoop Dogg)
(What if?)
(We never had a nigga like Big P)
(From the Southside, nigga goin' "woof")
(What if?)
{We never had a real woman}
{That could raise us and teach us, show us what the real was}
(What if?)
{We had to take it}
{If you didn't have Suga Free, motherfucker, you had to make it}
(What if?)
Revolution lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. October London)
[Snoop Dogg (October London):]
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The revolution will be televised
(The revolution)
Just Blaze
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
This is serious business
(Dududududu)
[October London:]
The revolution, oh, oh
(Yes)
Will be televised, will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
The revolution, oh, oh
Will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Sitting back watching, but I'm so unstable
I been an OG since I was rockin' in the cradle
Y'all don't know that my bite is so fatal
Kick a fool down like the homie with the 8-0
Ayy though, nigga don't play though
With the 'K though, like the spray though
Sculpted left hand full of clay dough
Split him in the middle cut him up like a potato
Oh, leave 'em on the sideline, bleeding 'cause he tried mine
We loot 'til the boot out
Me and my brother, we was caught up in a shootout
Had to handle, pigs on a nigga, four days
Eight laws of power, eighty-five ways
TEC-9s with a couple 45s
And the revolution will be televised
[October London:]
The revolution, oh, oh
Will be televised, will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
The revolution, oh, oh
Will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
[Snoop Dogg:]
This ain't the local pass cash with the bra fast views
This shit will be viewed on your broadcast news
Why did I do it? My momma is on the call
Shot three lil pigs and now my back against the wall
Nowhere to turn and nowhere to go
My blood is burnin' I'm about to blow
Huey, Malcolm and Martin, those are my peers
They been doin' niggas like this for over hundreds of years
Poppin' us, fear, now it's time for us to clap back
But this time we gon' bust, step the fuck back
We ain't runnin', we shootin' and lookin' forward
Anybody, somebody, everybody on the floor
They just surrounded my place
Hold the court in the streets so I can win my case
TEC-9s with a couple 45s
And the revolution will be televised
[October London:]
The revolution, oh, oh
Will be televised, will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
The revolution, oh, oh
Will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
The revolution-lution-lution-lution
The revolution-lution-lution-lution
Will be televised
Oh, oh, oh, oh
The revolution-lution-lution-lution
Oh, la-la-la-la-da-da-da
The revolution, oh, oh
Will be televised, will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
The revolution, oh, oh, na, na, na, na, na
Will be televised
(The revolution will be televised)
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