Intro lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama
Ayo, Drama
Ayo, what up?
It's Snoop Dogg, cuz
Dawg, what's poppin', nigga?
Let's do another Gangsta Grillz
Oh, yeah, it's time
Nigga, they've been sayin' you ain't been in your bag
I still got it
I'm From 21st Street lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama (feat. Stressmatic)
Gangsta Grillz
You know, I was twenty-one when I started Gangsta Grillz
And now twenty-one years later, I still got it
I'm from 21st street (21st, yeah, 21st, 21st)
Me and Dogg got about twenty-one tapes together alone
DJ Drama, you know
This lifestyle keep me Forever 21, like the store
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
All these niggas and all these hoes in here
Somebody gon' get fucked
Gangsta
Couple croquesaques with the tube socks
First bank account was the shoe box
You know the cheese gotta come with the wine
I show you how to make a profit off of twenty-one crimes
Time, time for action, main attraction, flash the captain
Ass is clappin', chain reaction, laughin'
Get a whiff of what these hoes be askin'
Say she only fuck rappers that's gold and platinum, give me the— (Gangsta Grillz)
Twenty-one times, they had counted me out
And twenty-one times, I done came back on top
I got a new name
From now on call me Drammy Depp
21 Jump Street, nigga, hahaha
I'm the greatest
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
All these niggas and all these hoes in here
Somebody gon' get fucked
Couple croquesaques with the tube socks
First bank account was the shoe box
You know the cheese gotta come with the wine
I show you how to make a profit off of twenty-one crimes
Time, time for action, main attraction, flash the captain
Ass is clappin', chain reaction, laughin'
Get a whiff of what these hoes be askin'
Say she only fuck rappers that's gold and platinum
Give me the loot, give me the loot, these demons, I rebuke
Hide the women, hide the kids, it's a Crip on the loose
How the fuck I let Dre talk me back into the booth?
Ridin' with some blue devils, all they know is run and shoot
Know that's a pretty gun, look at what my city done
Wreak havoc, I was savage 'fore 21
Seen my first mill' 'fore I turned twenty-one, you can ask anyone
I'm from 21st street (21st, yeah, 21st, 21st, 21st, 21st)
I'm from 21st street (21st, yeah, 21st, 21st, 21st, 21st)
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
Ayy, welcome, nigga, back from the gutter, run for cover
Straight up gospel, chicken and waffles, guns and butter
True devotion, blue promotion
Shit in my bones, funeral homes, three-wheel motion
Ayy, fool, I'm a vet, you can bet
Bet I can walk through the set without gettin' checked
Back then I had a MAC-10 bangin' with the groom folks
Shit'll get deep, watch your tone, Lo'
Eighteen, I was cookin' up my own dope
Collect call from the homies, 'til the fuckin' phone broke
A lot of close calls, been through it all
Warren G, Nate Dogg, corner pocket, 8-Ball
Mama's cryin', babies dyin'
Government lyin', that's why we in it throwin' up signs
They say the C is for crazy, R is for ruthless
Eye for an eye, P for power, gangster music
I'll Holla Back lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama (feat. Dave East & Kurupt)
I'm hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two
Holler at me
Yessir, right back at your ass
I still got it
Haha, Dave East, Big Snoop Dogg, DJ Drama
Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
Legendary
(Gangsta Grillz)
Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
But the thing you know best is "Bought a TEC" is cap
'Cause you could get jacked on site if you ain't precise
Figure-four fistfights, make the homies take flight
Flight, take off on you, like I ain't goin' to work today
Most of your favorite rappers pussy, I know it hurt to say
My mama told me hold my brother down, 'cause she was workin' late
My cousin turned Muslim the minute he beat that murder case
I've been all around the world and I've been doin' my thing-thing
Some say that I'm the reason while y'all gangbang
While you was in grade school, I'm takin' faze full
Crippin' is international, so now we gettin' paid, fool
They tryna rig the culture, you could say they vultures
You dead sauce, so why the fuck you reachin' for that holster?
Gangbangin' is a test, the stress'll give you an olser
Snatch that chain off your neck, don't care if that shit a choker
Cuz see Cripped out, why you so seasick?
Cold on a ho', I leave that bitch in me, me
Call me and Dave East, nigga, that's what we win
Harlem thirties with that LBC shit
People what we get, avoidin' the preset
I'm hard as the cement, we robbed him for three bricks
Avoid niggas that every time they call me, they need shit
I'm Billy D smooth, blue flag and DG Crip
Ricky Ross, Frank Lucas, bumpin' your Tucky Williams
All of 'em had the crown, but none of 'em took it with 'em
So it's our job to do what they couldn't do
Hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two
So if you're lookin' for some real G's
Let me show you where my niggas at (Where my niggas at?)
And if you're lookin' for the bubble gum (Yessir)
Holler at me (holler at me), I'll holler back
Shooter told me he gotta clap if he catch it
Balenciagas on, all-black, lookin' like Sketchers
We ain't in the foreign, but she never seen a Tesla
Mama did my laundry, fam, my .40 in my dresser
Niggas said they gon' DP me, I shot the fake
Now I'm gettin' head, I'm special ed, I got it made
This hot grave got me in L.A., like 'Wop wave
I found out that crime pays, your shit is not John Blaze on
Hustle like Ricky Ross, lot of talk, holocaust
I'ma get one off and then go and see the boss
You's a bitch they play with, like toys
Get your drawers slapped off you, like the lil' homie Fatboy do niggas
We group niggas, then we shoot niggas
HMC, DPG, Kurupt and Snoop, nigga
I repped my set, now I just do it in the booth, nigga
From the dirt, I be with smurfs, we all in blue, nigga
So if you're lookin' for some real G's
Let me show you where my niggas at (Where my niggas at?)
And if you're lookin' for the bubble gum (Yessir)
Holler at me (holler at me), I'll holler back
Hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two
Gangsta Grillz
(Gangsta Grillz)
Yessir
Ayy, Drama, haha, I told you, nigga
Mr. Thanksgiving, it still sound like Snoopy
I don't know what they thought, D-O, dub
Shit, I still got it
I Still Got It lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama
Let me explain something to y'all (Gangsta)
We've been doing this for decades plus, right?
Oh nah (Gangsta)
Niggas don't get old, we just get seasoned (Gangsta Grillz)
Chef BoyarDrama, dawg
Baby, I'm a rich nigga
Diamonds on my wrist glitter
Show you the big picture (Yessir)
Hit your bitch like "Wow", glitter
Bitch, I've been limpin', a hundred years pimpin'
I drop my bitch off and the top is no different
I'm rollin', so rich, ain't no hot, cold Crippin'
On the pole, that's why it's icy hot, more drippin' (I still got it)
(Gangsta Grillz)
Got it, a nigga still got it
If not, then why I got your bitch hangin' off my pockets?
(Off my pockets, nigga)
Niggas know my address, but never rob it
Got it, it ain't nothin' but some bitches and a rocket
Old money that I can't even deposit (I still got it)
Oh, no, young thugs, you better watch it
A nigga still got it (Feel somethin', right?)
Got it (DJ Drama)
A nigga still got it (Okay, catch the vibe)
Got it
Baby, I'm a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
Diamonds on my wrist glitter (Glitter)
Show you the big picture (Big picture)
Hit your bitch like "Wow", glitter (Baow)
Bitch, I've been limpin', a hundred years pimpin'
I drop my bitch off and the top is no different
I'm rollin', so rich, ain't no hot, cold Crippin'
On the pole, that's why it's icy hot, more drippin' (I still got it)
(Gangsta Grillz)
Got it, a nigga still got it
If not, then why I got your bitch hangin' off my pockets?
Niggas know my address, but never rob it
Got it, it ain't nothin' but some bitches and a rocket
Old money that I can't even deposit
Oh, no, young thugs, you better watch it
(You wanna see what greatness looks like after all this time?)
A nigga still got it (Look at us, Gangsta Grillz)
Got it (My nigga Dogg can't go anywhere on this Earth)
A nigga still got it (And not get recognized, who else can say that?)
Got it
Bitch, I've been limpin', a hundred years pimpin'
I drop my bitch off and the top is no different
I'm rollin', so rich, ain't no hot, cold Crippin'
On the pole, that's why it's icy hot, more drippin'
(The most famous nigga on the planet)
(Gangsta Grillz)
Got it, a nigga still got it
If not, then why I got your bitch hangin' off my pockets?
Niggas know my address, but never rob it
Got it, it ain't nothin' but some bitches and a rocket
Old money that I can't even deposit
Oh, no, young thugs, you better watch it
Lit lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama (feat. Daz Dillinger)
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
Yeah, nigga I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
(Pass the weed Snoop)
I'm high off that KK and Gin
Still feelin' like my prime, so you know I get it in
Take your bottom bitch, make her twirl, make her spin
Loose Crips, blue Crips, take the Dogg for the weed
I'm on another level, still leveled-up (hey)
Trophy on the West, nigga medal up
Whole compound full of whips, get your pedals up
I'm getting drunk with my cousin, bottle to the face
Runnin' marathons, I ain't gotta race
Still doin' 60 in a neighborhood, that's residential
All my cars tatted up, yeah that's Presidential
So we gon' sip and smoke good 'cause we all official
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
Ey girl, tell me what you drinkin'
I just want to know. It's the freaky shit you thinkin'
I just want to...
Blow it, inhale it, homie you still in the air
I'm that nigga Daz, so you better beware
I'm drinkin, 19 crimes, I'm on my 19th sip
I'm drunk as fuck, I'm on my 19th bitch
I'm lit, toe back from the floor up
Tell that stupid bitch "just hold up", bitch 'bout to go up
I got 12, we go up, the shit 'bout to blow up
Snoop and Daz motherfucker, yeah you know what
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
I'm higher than a muter fucker, I ain't even frontin'
Drunker than a muter fucker, chilling with my cousin
Niggas don't you know that we, yeah I'm lit
Bitches don't you know that we are
I'm lit, I'm toe up, I'm fucked up
Don't you know I'm lit, I'm toe up, I'm fucked up
Don't you know I'm lit, I'm toe up, I'm fucked up
Don't you know I'm lit, I'm toe up, I'm fucked up
The Price Went Up lyrics - JANE HANDCOCK
[Snoop Dogg:]
Now that we all fucked up, it's time for me to introduce you
To the first Lady of Death Row Records
I'm talkin' about the Bay Area's very own Ms. JANE HANDCOCK
And oh yeah, yesterday's price is not today's price
So says Jane Handcock. You dig?
[JANE HANDCOCK:]
Price went up for my pussy today
Niggas want smoke Imma bring the grenade
I'm loving on myself took me on a date
This year not playin 'bout me
Always show love haters gonna hate
Gotta figure out what I'm wearin' today
Yeah I got his number but ain't save his name
This year is all about me
I had to dig into my bag to see my worth
Used to give so much of myself that it hurt
I told that person in the mirror it's your turn
I done killed all my nightmares and turned 'em to dreams
Big Queen tings when I slide through
Imma keep it cute if I like you
Everybody call me when they need me
I know I can make it look so easy
Takin' back my time gotta earn it
I'm a blessing when I fall through
Baby tap in I ain't finna call you
I'm a good girl boy don't make me dog you
Price went up for my pussy today
Niggas want smoke Imma bring the grenade
I'm loving on myself took me on a date
This year not playin' 'bout me
Always show love haters gonna hate
Gotta figure out what I'm wearin' today
Yeah I got his number but ain't save his name
This year is all about me
Hey, had to learn I gotta bet on myself
Shit I almost lost my mind
I can't depend on nobody else
Ooh, a lot of shit I had to let go
I see what is going on
And I done took control
Price went up for my pussy today
Niggas want smoke Imma bring the grenade
I'm loving on myself took me on a date
This year not playin' bout me
Always show love haters gonna hate
Gotta figure out what I'm wearin' today
Yeah I got his number but ain't save his name
This year is all about me
Gangsta Grillz
My City lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama (feat. Dave East)
L.A., L.A.
Real rap, real hip-hop
Big city of the dreams
From some real niggas
It's like a jungle sometimes
Hahaha, really, really though, for real
Makes me wonder
Ayo, East
How I keep from goin' under?
I got you, cuz
(Gangsta Grillz)
Let me walk you through the city (So rough, so rough)
Where niggas get real gritty (So tough, so tough)
You wanna see some ass and titties? (Sure enough, sure enough)
Well, let me walk you through the city (Walk on, walk on)
Let me walk you through the strip club
V.I.P., where the motherfuckin' Crips, cuz?
Laid out, blue carpet treatment, nigga (Too long)
Have a seat, this my treat, we 'bout to eat, my nigga
Let me get a lil' bitch, just to get a lil' vid
Got you feelin' real good, 'bout to walk you to the hood
Where the stealers and the raiders keep it goin' at (Goin')
And the bubblegum kush is what we blowin' back (Blowin' back)
We slide by Nip's spot and pick up some t-shirts (Crenshaw)
Then buy a few bags from the homies, that's called network
Catch a quick flick and then we dip out (Dip out)
I put a dub in the air, that means I'm rollin' twenty Crip out
Slip out, trip out, until my headphones slip
I'm with my kinfolk, Crip, we ought to get more chips
Dave East is on the West, with no vest on his chest
See he fuckin' with the S, I keep him free of the stress
Let me walk you through the city (So rough, so rough)
(Take a walk to my city)
Where niggas get real gritty (So tough, so tough)
(Everybody crazy, crime)
You wanna see some ass and titties? (Sure enough, sure enough)
(New York, New York, you know I got bitches on me)
Well, let me walk you through the city (Walk on, walk on)
(Bright lights, big city, don't get lost out there)
Who else can say they had Snoop in Harlem? (Who?)
The truck gon' make 'em throw up, but the coupe is a problem (Uh)
I'm up in Bonny's coppin', preparin' for when the fall come
A lot of niggas hatin', but honestly, fuck all of 'em
I ain't know I could get a mansion and a Maybach when the tour done
You hit my hundred-thirty Crip, you never gotta wonder
I'm about to be thirty, rollin' thirties, grip the dirty
Finessetrimental for Perdy, we robbed him, we gotta hurry
Maneuver like Desperado, with that guitar case
Fuck what you thought, called me on Slauson, it was a car chase
Yeah, and the celebrities told her "Come see how a star takes"
Hit it 'til she can't walk straight, pumpin' your bitch like car brakes (Easy)
You get a deal and get rich and see that it's all fake
Everywhere early for paper, I don't know what you call late (I don't know)
I know a fiend that told me they look right in God's face
I've been bangin' the six, I'm certified, they gotta call Drake
Let me walk you through the city (So rough, so rough)
(Tell me home for a while)
Where niggas get real gritty (So tough, so tough)
(Every city across the world)
You wanna see some ass and titties? (Sure enough, sure enough)
(Make sure you check in with the real ones)
Well, let me walk you through the city (Walk on, walk on)
(Shout to Philly, shout to HEL)
Let me walk you through the city (Chi-Town, Detroit, what up though?)
Let me walk you through the city (Miami County, New Orleans)
Let me walk you through the city (Bay Area, H-Town, DF Dub)
Let me walk you through the city (D.C., Memphis, Duval County)
Let me walk you through the city (Naptown, Cleveland, Charlotte, Louisville, Denver, L.V., B-Mark, Boston, Seattle, real niggas worldwide)
Oh, yeah, put your city right here
Yessir, Death Row Records
No Half Steppin lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama
(Cannon, Cannon went crazy)
From the bottom, ain't no half steppin'
I'm the dog, I made it through, so they don't ask questions
Long Beach, and it ain't no half reppin'
Once a dog, always a dog, so they don't ask questions
From the bottom, ain't no half steppin'
I'm the dog, I made it through, so they don't ask questions
Long Beach, and it ain't no half reppin'
Once a dog, always a dog, so they don't ask questions
Tell 'em, never question Dogg, I'm sitting goat status
Eatin' chicken with my G ans smokin' on some cabbage (Ah)
Used to pet up on that shit with my flow out
Whole lotta bunnies flocking, tell me when I roll out
I been rolling on dubs, coin collecting, keep it sonic blue
Blue rags and house shoes, they know how the dogs do
Skinny nigga, heavy pockets, the West so G
Can't a nigga 'cross the globe say they don't know me
Been applyin' pressure from A to 24 like Kobe
Mr. Hall Of Fame, used to bend the corners with strolleys
Had to lay the blueprint, they rolled out the carpet (What?)
Anything I want, I own, I got my own market
Blew this, blew that, everything beautiful
Still ain't sold my guns, and I still ain't had to use 'em, though
Was once a hard head, now I'm counting blessings
I made my own way, still they don't ask questions
From the bottom, ain't no half steppin'
I'm the dog, I made it through, so they don't ask questions
Long Beach, and it ain't no half reppin'
Once a dog, always a dog, so they don't ask questions
From the bottom, ain't no half steppin'
I'm the dog, I made it through, so they don't ask questions
Long Beach, and it ain't no half reppin'
Once a dog, always a dog, so they don't ask questions
I can't name a thing that I didn't have steppin'
From the streets to movie screens, been getting bags and checks
Kept it solid, you won't hear me with no bad rep
Legendary crippin', made it happen, and that's on the set
Still rollin' on gold things, I'm a boss nigga, know I got it all
Chuck Ts with the white tips, it's Long Beach when I make the call
Gave us Tangarang, now it's Indigo, I be drankin' my own shit
Still high as blue skies, no questions asked, 'cause I own shit
Never been a sucker or a buster, I'm on my Dogg shit
Gangstas universal, only real ones that I talk with
Hated as a puppy, better loved, now I'm full grown
West Coast general, know that money real long
Legendary, please don't make me pull that rag out
A call away from scenes yellow taped and blacked out
Black and yellow, still is on my big Benz shit
Quarterbackin', I'm the one they come to win with (Yeah)
From the bottom, ain't no half steppin'
I'm the dog, I made it through, so they don't ask questions
Long Beach, and it ain't no half reppin'
Once a dog, always a dog, so they don't ask questions
From the bottom, ain't no half steppin'
I'm the dog, I made it through, so they don't ask questions
Long Beach, and it ain't no half reppin'
Once a dog, always a dog, so they don't ask questions
Been Smokin lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama (feat. Juicy J)
Anybody else in this motherfucker smoking right now?
Oh huh huh Smoke Break Yessir
Dramatic Nigga
Oh My God, Ronny!
[Juicy J:]
Eyes real low so you know that I been smoking
Joint real big so you know that I been smoking
Room full of thugs so you know that I been smoking
Hanging with them dogs so you know that I been smoking
Eyes real low so you know that I been smoking
Joint real big so you know that I been smoking
Room full of thugs so you know that I been smoking
Hanging with the dogs so you know that I been smoking
[Snoop Dogg:]
I'm the Dogg show me love roll a J roll a blunt
Know I stay with some Nugs rolling Doobies in the cut
I just put one out I'm 'bout to light another one up
I be smoking all the time you moving slow I'm in a rush
I put Niggas on the bud smoking really good
I'm the nigga that you niggas had that Chronic in your Hood
Past some bullshit I never wish a Nigga would
I used to put it in a joint but now I put it in a wood
Zig Zag smoker two puffs then its over
Early in the morning with a bitch from Minnesota
I got cookies by the ounce Kush by the pounds
Hit me up if you want smoke and best believe its going down
[Juicy J:]
Eyes real low so you know that I been smoking
Joint real big so you know that I been smoking
Room full of thugs so you know that I been smoking
Hanging with them dogs so you know that I been smoking
Eyes real low so you know that I been smoking
Joint real big so you know that I been smoking
Room full of thugs so you know that I been smoking
Hangin' with the dogs so you know that I been smoking
Penthouse in Manhattan krushin' with a cheap whore
Roll it and blow that gas like a leaf blow
If you ain't smoking gas better take a detour
Keep it pumpin' and I'm lit like a Halloween Pumpkin
Stankin' like a skunk when I step into your function
Use your bitch EBT cause you know I got the munchies
Tell her give me grizzly hold that chick by her Scrunchie
Smokin' that Shrek bitch I'm 'bout to act a Donkey
Call my weed man told him bring me some more
He was ten minutes away thirty minutes ago
This that muscle this that strong bitches bustin' out the bag
Get a contact high all I did is walk past
Eyes real low so you know that I been smoking
Joint real big so you know that I been smoking
Room full of thugs so you know that I been smoking
Hanging with them dogs so you know that I been smoking
Eyes real low so you know that I been smoking
Joint real big so you know that I been smoking
Room full of thugs so you know that I been smoking
Hanging with them dogs so you know that I been smoking
[Snoop Dogg:]
I'm hangin' out with Juicy J Nigga so you know we smokin' mayne
Yeah hmm hmm out here in Memphis Tennekey yeah
Good lookin' out Mr. Cap
And that's no Cap and we out just like that
Lime And Squeeze lyrics - October London (feat. Snoop Dogg)
[DJ Drama:]
(Amplifier)
October London, DJ Drama, Snoop
(Gangsta Grillz)
[October London:]
Travellin' coast to coast
I seen a lot of pretty women, but you were the G.O.A.T
Grab a bathing-suit and flew for the toast
Body colder than February, need a hat and a coat
So refreshin', like it came from the fridge
Make me wanna pop your top off and take me a sip (No, no, no)
Turn that around, but don't move too fast
I take a stray with no chase, all I need is a glass (Yessir)
I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin' by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Nah-nah)
Recline it fourty-five degrees (Oh-oh)
I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin' by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Oh-oh)
Reclinin' forty-five degrees (Oh-oh, yeah)
Beach front, with your hand in the wind
Apple Music in rotation, playin' all of the jams
Touchin' on your beautiful skin
Oh, you're sunkissed, everythin' about you's a ten
Long hair with the light-brown eyes
That Fashion Nova lookin' good on them thick, thick thighs
Take your time and turn around for me
Ooh-wee, let me give that lime a squeeze
I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin' by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Nah-nah)
Recline it fourty-five degrees (Oh-oh)
I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin' by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Oh-oh)
Reclinin' forty-five degrees (Oh-oh, yeah)
[Snoop Dogg:]
A gang of pretty women and they all in the soaker
I'm feelin' like I felt in that Corona commercial
Play your shit, layin' back, enjoyin' the breeze
Fix me a drink, grab the lime and squeeze
I'm just that nigga she been tryin' to please
So we hopped in my car, let me find my keys
Started up and drove down the block
Next thing you know, she was on top, roof missin'
The coupe drippin', all wight Lennon, suit pimpin'
While I'm throwin' up deuce, Crippin'
'Fore you trippin', I'm the same OG, no trickin'
No cupcakein' and no sippin'
I'm chillin' with baby, she way badder than most women
I like her friend, she don't mind, so go get her
Pretty face with an ass that I couldn't believe
The wind blowin' through her long-ass weave
[October London:]
I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin' by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Nah-nah)
Recline it fourty-five degrees (Oh-oh)
I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin' by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Oh-oh)
Reclinin' forty-five degrees (Oh-oh, yeah)
[DJ Drama:]
(Gangsta Grillz)
Dedicated to all my brown sugar babies around the world
Oh, yeah, I see you
You still got it, baby
You know I'm knockin' with these hands, right?
Let me make you a drink
I'm your DJ and your bartender, Mr. Thanksgiving
Girls Love Snoop lyrics - JANE HANDCOCK
[Snoop Dogg {DJ Drama}:]
2, 1, 3, and— {Gangsta Grizzile}
Mm, mm, mm {LL Cool Dram} (What?)
In a world of women (Ah)
Let's just say that, uh
I love women {Me too}
I was raised by my mother (Mm-hmm)
And she was raised by her mother (Right)
So I guess I'm a bad mother— (Shut yo', shut yo'—)
But anyway, I know the ladies love Snoop, right? {They love Dram too}
And I know girls listen to Snoop {Ladies love Gangsta Grillz}
So, uh, I brought my home girl Jane to do her thing {Jane did 'em}
[JANE HANDCOCK {DJ Drama}:]
My heart is on my sleeve
Think I'm falling (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Really love your vibe, yeah
So glad you called me {[?]} (Ooh)
It's your energy (Yeah)
When I'm around you (Ooh)
Ooh, you get me high
When I think about you
[JANE HANDCOCK:]
Yeah, I got drink, you got weed
I could make you fall in love if you let me (Oh yeah)
I'm a boss bitch, I'll have you rockin' my chain
I ain't in the force and that, just let it be
Make you feel good, don't wanna bring you no pain (Yeah, yeah)
Have you 'round your boys and they're sayin' my name
I ain't just a look, yeah, baby, I'm a feeling
Sometimes I be flawed but I ain't with all the game
Can't find the [?] magazine
I'm a one-of-a-kind, I'm a gangsta girl (Gangsta, gangsta)
I like gangsta things, yeah
And if I ever let you go, just know you gon' be missing me
Most of this world is see-through, I just wanna see you do your thing, yeah
And I can give you more than this pussy, I'd give—
My heart is on my sleeve (Oh baby)
Think I'm falling (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Really love your vibe (Really love your vibe)
So glad you called me (You called me, ooh)
It's your energy (Yeah)
When I'm around you (Ooh)
Ooh, you get me high
When I think about you
Bom (Oh)
Don't you know it? (Bom-bom-bom-bom-bom, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Bom, bom, bom
You got me going and it's showing that I'm wanting you (Bom-bom-bom-bom-bom)
That's the sound of my heart when I'm near you
Don't you know it? (Bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom, oh-oh-oh-oh)
When I'm [?]
You got me goin' (Bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom)
And it's showing that I'm wanting you
My heart is on my sleeve
Think I'm falling (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Really love your vibe, yeah
So glad you called me (So glad you called me)
It's your energy (Yeah)
When I'm around you (Ooh)
Ooh, you get me high
When I think about you (About you, yeah)
My heart is on my sleeve (You know it)
Think I'm falling (My heart is falling, ooh-ooh-ooh, my heart is, oh)
Really love your vibe, yeah (Going and it's showing)
So glad you called me (So glad you called me, you)
It's your energy (Ooh, don't you know it, you ain't know it)
When I'm around you (Ooh)
Ooh, you get me high (You got me going and it's showing that I'm wanting you)
When I think about you
Around Here lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama (feat. Jozzy)
I sold my soul to the devil today
Around here they tell me I had a hell of a year
Thought it would help me in some kind of way
Oh, you thought that was somethin'
But now I'm all fucked up
Watch what come next (watch what come next)
I said I'm all fucked up
DJ Drama
Around here, we see ops how we doin' (brrr)
I ain't scared, cause you know I keep some shooters (bop bop)
Around here, she ain't your bitch if she be choosin'
A nigga took a lot of loses, but I threw 'em
Drug dealer drops, I'm whippin' the pot
Niggas talking on computers, y'all makin' it hot
Because around here whatever happened, we don't see it (bitch shut up)
I step out, now I see the kids wanna beat us
Yeah, no bitch we locked in, got too many options
She a trending topic, but she want my bag...
Fuck with imposters, you can not fit my roster (can't)
Money by the pound, tell me how it's they gon' stop us (let's go)
I sold my soul to the devil today
Thought it would help me in some kind of way
But now I'm all fucked up
I said I'm all fucked up
Gangsta Grillz
Around here, we see ops how we doin'
I ain't scared, cause you know I keep some shooters
Around here, she ain't your bitch if she be choosin'
A nigga took a lot of loses, but I threw 'em
Drug dealer drops, I'm whippin' the pot
Niggas talking on computers, y'all makin' it hot (shit)
Because around here whatever happened, we don't see it nigga
I step out, now I see the kids wanna beat us
That's crazy that kids want to beat me
And I used to be like, I want to be like somebody
Now they want to be like me, oohwee
Gangsta Grillz
Gang bangin', gettin' money, yeah I set the trend
When I got out, I knew I never would go back again (back again)
I had to separate all the boys from the men
Steady steppin' steady rappin' 20 crippin', keep it in
It was 88, I'm in a crack house, cookin' dope
I'm a junior in High School, I can't be lookin' broke
So I took the coke, and I took the coke, and I shook the coke, and I sold it
Grabbed the pack and I grabbed the strap
Now a nigga locked and loaded (loaded)
What's next to do, I'm next to you
And I have got the best from you
Stay in control, save your soul, what's best for you
Jefe [?] sclavo, perro, gato
[?]
Gangsta Grillz
I sold my soul to the devil today
Thought it would help me in some kind of way
But now I'm all fucked up
I said I'm all fucked up
Now, let me explain somethin'
Imma be honest, I'm a very humble guy
When I get on these tapes, stoppin' to show how legend I am
I got more classes than them
And I won more awards than them
And I made more superstars than them
And my talk game can't be touched (can't be touched)
Hahaha
This too easy, feel like I'm cheatin'
Gangsta Grillz back in season
Now look...
Dolla Signs lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Drama (feat. Trinidad James)
Snoop what up, it's Jack. Listen, I'm playing this new tape and wow, you still got it, bro. You still got it.
OG, big Snoop Dogg! Ay man, what's happenin', man? Check this out, bro. I've been hearin' the new shit that you got goin' on with Drama and uh, cut me in or cut it out [?]
Gangsta Grizeels
Can't lie, I'm seein' a lot of dolla signs these days
And I'm not talking about my Nigga Ty
DJ Drama
Where the stash at? Where the bag at?
Don't come to the park where yo cash at?
Where the stash at? Where the bag at?
Don't come to the park where yo cash at?
Louisville Slugga Backwards Trucker
Cash Thugga Thugga and I put that on my mother
I'm a triple double I ain't one of them
Bringin' trouble to the park when the marker end
Don't get confused 'bout who to trust
I ain't one of them guys and they ain't one of us
You talkin' 'bout practise girl I'm A.I.
I'm not a bench-player bitch I'm top-five
Feelin' like Khaled let's wi-i-in
Make it bounce make it shake make it spin
Kyrie with the rock in the gy-y-ym
I'mma shoot my shot no ri-i-im
Where the stash at? Where the bag at?
Don't come to the park where yo cash at?
Where the stash at? Where the bag at?
Don't come to the park where yo cash at?
I know ain't no demons clappin' for me
Puttin' on a show but this ain't for free
Dolla signs
All I see is dolla signs
Flyin' in on a Falcon or a Hawk
I'm in the A makin' plays it's the big boss
Keep the ball on the grass or get picked off
Walk around on my grounds you can get lost have a seat
Let me show you what this shit do
Good Game good thangs here to get you
Hit you up no cup just bottles to the face
A little drip from a Crip in and out of state
Bake cake with the southerners
Drop a tape with Drama and all the bad bitches start showin' up
Slowin' up just to get you caught up with the product
Drippin' like water while I'm flippin' your dolla
Where the stash at? Where the bag at?
Don't come to the park where yo cash at?
Where the stash at? Where the bag at?
Don't come to the park where yo cash at?
I know ain't no demons clappin' for me
Puttin' on a show but this ain't for free
Dolla signs
All I see is dolla signs
That's all I see is dolla signs
Let me talk to the ladies for a minute though
Check it out I need you, you, you and you and you and you and you and you and you, too!
Yeah purse first, ass last
Break bread or fake dead
You heard what I said, biatch!
It's been a pleasure!
The most famous rapper on the planet Earth
Alongside the most legendary mixtape DJ of all time
Gets no better
And like that we gone!
Gangsta Grizeelz
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