[Raphael Saadiq]
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
[Snoop Dogg]
You got yo' thang, and I got mine
You see, I can give it to you like all the time
If you, gimme them digits let me holla at you baby
Stop playin games, let's do this damn thang
Cause you the whole thang, with the candles and the ice
and then the champagne, whoot wham bing bing bang bang!
Now, what's love got to do with this?
Cause if you cool with this I'm through with this
Baby is we doin this?
[Raphael Saadiq]
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
I know when you'll change your mind;
that's when your rent is due (when your rent is due)
and you're many months behind
How's that to treat your friend
with that attitude.. you can leave it all behind
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
[Snoop Dogg]
You say that you don't, you say that you won't
I think that you will, cause girl I'm way too real
And every girl need a G, and we see G
I saw you lookin at me, when I was with Warren G
You peepin not speakin and that's freakin me out
It's somethin bout yo bidness baby and it's flippin me out
I really can't understand why it's so easy, for you to tease me
'Fore it's over, you'll be Miss Snoop Deezy
[Raphael Saadiq]
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
Bitch Please lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Nate Dogg, Xzibit)
[Intro:]
[Xzibit]
Yeah
Time to bring your ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z, Xzibit
Snoop double G, uh O.G (Westcoast, Los Angeles)
Uh, bring it live, Dr. Dre
What
Throwin' up a big ass W
Coverin' up the world, right
Yeah, listen, look
[Verse 1:]
[Xzibit]
You ain't try to high box with me
I swing hard liquor
Goin' down by the second round
All hail the underground
How that sound?
Xzibit backin' down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist
Hit a bomb shit
Blast with metal in every direction
Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon
And reason why Niggas promise keep on steppin'
Xzibit ready to scrap
Like Mike Tyson with his license back
9 to 5, minimum wage
What type of life is that for me
It not for me
You fuckin' round with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You outta your destiny
You don't wanna tango with the X,
strangle your neck
slap like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin' tryin' to stack my loot
While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute
So check the sound scale
[Hook:]
[Snoop Dogg]
All I wanna be was a G, ha
My poor guide, Nigga please, ha
Breakin' on these motherfuckin' keys, ha
Let's get these motherfuckin' G's, ha
Bet you don't wanna fuck with this
[Verse 2:]
[Snoop Dogg]
Oh no, big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heazy baby
You jockin' my style
You so crazy
Dre said, Ain't No Limit to this
As long as we drop gangsta shit
Look here bitch
You fine and I dig your style
Come fuck with a Nigga
Do it Doggystyle
I'll be gentle, sentimental
Shit, we fucked in a rental
Lincoln Continental
Um, coast to coast
L.A. to Chicago
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(Yeah Nigga you know what's happenin' man)
Ask the bitches in your click can't say no
(These bitches know what time it is)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(Yeah, oh, a story bout a Nigga like me)
Ask the bitches in your click can't say no
(I'm gonna hip these hoes, Nigga)
[Hook:]
[Xzibit]
Bitch please
Get down on your goddamn knees
For this money, chronic, blow that weed
You fuckin' with some real O.G's
Bitch please
Bitch please
Get down on your motherfuckin' knees
We came to get the motherfuckin' G's
Yeah, you fuckin' with some real O.G's
You dick-tease
[Verse 3:]
[Snoop Dogg]
Bitch please
Now what you need to do is
Hand my coat
And roll me some dope
Different strokes,
for different folks
Oh, you like settin' Niggas up and gettin' them loc's
Oh, cute little bitch with a whole lot hard
Shit get thick when the lights get dark
She said she got some lick for me
Worked about 200 G's and 30 keys
Now check this out Dre
Snap if I don't move
Then a Nigga like me
Shit I don't lose
But you know me
Dogg I'm movin'
Ain't nothin' to it, but to get the groovin'
You've been waitin' on a Nigga like me
To take your chance and ride with men and beat up the pussy
A victim off the circumstance
That's the devil
They always wanna dance
See we grow up with a bang
I'm tryin' to work this cold thing
And take this whole thing
I get the money everywhere that I go
I bust a bitch and take here money for sure
I get the money everywhere that I go
I bust a bitch and take here money for sure
[Outro:]
[Nate Dogg x4]
Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo
You don't wanna step to me
Still claimin' DPG
Till the day I D-I-E
[Xzibit]
Yeah
Time to bring your ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z, Xzibit
Snoop double G, uh O.G (Westcoast, Los Angeles)
Uh, bring it live, Dr. Dre
What
Throwin' up a big ass W
Coverin' up the world, right
Yeah, listen, look
[Verse 1:]
[Xzibit]
You ain't try to high box with me
I swing hard liquor
Goin' down by the second round
All hail the underground
How that sound?
Xzibit backin' down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist
Hit a bomb shit
Blast with metal in every direction
Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon
And reason why Niggas promise keep on steppin'
Xzibit ready to scrap
Like Mike Tyson with his license back
9 to 5, minimum wage
What type of life is that for me
It not for me
You fuckin' round with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You outta your destiny
You don't wanna tango with the X,
strangle your neck
slap like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin' tryin' to stack my loot
While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute
So check the sound scale
[Hook:]
[Snoop Dogg]
All I wanna be was a G, ha
My poor guide, Nigga please, ha
Breakin' on these motherfuckin' keys, ha
Let's get these motherfuckin' G's, ha
Bet you don't wanna fuck with this
[Verse 2:]
[Snoop Dogg]
Oh no, big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heazy baby
You jockin' my style
You so crazy
Dre said, Ain't No Limit to this
As long as we drop gangsta shit
Look here bitch
You fine and I dig your style
Come fuck with a Nigga
Do it Doggystyle
I'll be gentle, sentimental
Shit, we fucked in a rental
Lincoln Continental
Um, coast to coast
L.A. to Chicago
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(Yeah Nigga you know what's happenin' man)
Ask the bitches in your click can't say no
(These bitches know what time it is)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(Yeah, oh, a story bout a Nigga like me)
Ask the bitches in your click can't say no
(I'm gonna hip these hoes, Nigga)
[Hook:]
[Xzibit]
Bitch please
Get down on your goddamn knees
For this money, chronic, blow that weed
You fuckin' with some real O.G's
Bitch please
Bitch please
Get down on your motherfuckin' knees
We came to get the motherfuckin' G's
Yeah, you fuckin' with some real O.G's
You dick-tease
[Verse 3:]
[Snoop Dogg]
Bitch please
Now what you need to do is
Hand my coat
And roll me some dope
Different strokes,
for different folks
Oh, you like settin' Niggas up and gettin' them loc's
Oh, cute little bitch with a whole lot hard
Shit get thick when the lights get dark
She said she got some lick for me
Worked about 200 G's and 30 keys
Now check this out Dre
Snap if I don't move
Then a Nigga like me
Shit I don't lose
But you know me
Dogg I'm movin'
Ain't nothin' to it, but to get the groovin'
You've been waitin' on a Nigga like me
To take your chance and ride with men and beat up the pussy
A victim off the circumstance
That's the devil
They always wanna dance
See we grow up with a bang
I'm tryin' to work this cold thing
And take this whole thing
I get the money everywhere that I go
I bust a bitch and take here money for sure
I get the money everywhere that I go
I bust a bitch and take here money for sure
[Outro:]
[Nate Dogg x4]
Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo
You don't wanna step to me
Still claimin' DPG
Till the day I D-I-E
Doin' Too Much lyrics - Snoop Dogg
[Snoop Dogg]
[inhales]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog
You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much
You know? That's real
Just like baby right here, she doin too much
Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
And he actin like it's his but you know it's not
Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up
She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up
Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty
Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley
Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga)
Fuck that nigga yo
But I can't forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane
Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang
Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)
Then fake the funk, doggonnit
Now loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to
I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it
Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage
Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke
Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much
We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party every once in a while
Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in
I believe in, sharin the cock
Also, I believe in comparin the cock
Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?)
Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy
Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she went down on me
She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
Ooh wee, baby you's a freak
Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
But my homey fell in love and he banked her
Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back
And he get his third strike wit no get back
Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much
And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin
And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend
Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much
I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills
I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still)
Show me some respect and accept my coolness
And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
Use this as a warning, cuz I'm startin
To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin
Pardon me, cuz I ain't mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray?
Friends and family, gettin after me like repo
Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone
Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone
Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power
And only get to hit a cold shower
You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson
But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin
And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill
Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk
And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
That's real
[inhales]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog
You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much
You know? That's real
Just like baby right here, she doin too much
Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
And he actin like it's his but you know it's not
Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up
She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up
Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty
Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley
Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga)
Fuck that nigga yo
But I can't forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane
Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang
Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)
Then fake the funk, doggonnit
Now loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to
I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it
Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage
Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke
Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much
We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party every once in a while
Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in
I believe in, sharin the cock
Also, I believe in comparin the cock
Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?)
Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy
Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she went down on me
She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
Ooh wee, baby you's a freak
Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
But my homey fell in love and he banked her
Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back
And he get his third strike wit no get back
Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much
And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin
And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend
Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much
I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills
I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still)
Show me some respect and accept my coolness
And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
Use this as a warning, cuz I'm startin
To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin
Pardon me, cuz I ain't mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray?
Friends and family, gettin after me like repo
Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone
Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone
Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power
And only get to hit a cold shower
You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson
But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin
And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill
Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk
And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
That's real
Gangsta Ride lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Silkk the Shocker)
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg singing (2X)]
It's a gangsta gangsta ride
On the nutty danger side
As we ride, dip and slippin
Take your mind, on a high
[Silkk the Shocker]
Yo yo, from that DPG nigga to the CP3
Back to the house, East to the West
Now take it BACK to the South
You know.. how I switch my flow
If I'm lapsin you glad niggaz'll get mad then, hit the flo'
Gotta bag me some dank so I, hit the sto'
In the winter it's the Hummer for the summer it's the, six-fo'
Got niggaz mad at me (why?) Cause they can't get no six
Bitches upset with me (why?) Cause they can't get no dick
I'ma be on top of the game whether I'm, broke or rich
I don't stop once I'm on top I just drop mo' hits
I'm in the club with the thug, I just pop mo' Crist'
Tell Snoop to get the Coupe his new shit I just, gots to go get
Cause when I cock my shit, usually I pop my shit
Tell all you teary eyed females gettin over-offended
cause I don't jock no chick
I'm the Boss, and I don't follow no person, I follow Jesus
Y'all blame a bunch of kids, so I gotta roll my Adidas
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Boom bam as I step in the jam, god damn
Don't need no introduction, cause you know who I am
The S-N-double-O-P, the only, fo' sho'
Now motherfuckers let me hear you say hoe
I spit ya, spat at ya, whoot wham, get at ya
Rider, I threw a slider, right at ya
Mash ya, gat ya, drip-drop the hatchet
Keep the party crackin, while I'm steady rappin
This game we run, y'all know what's happenin
We back in effect, we got the heat on deck
I'm slidin down South with a blunt in my mouth
I catch a plane out East and try to make some peace
I'm hangin with my niggaz in the projects
The homie's throwin a party, I gotta get back West
Oh yeah -- that's right, we are the best
No Limit DPG Southwest connects, ya feel me?
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta dogg
Keep it, keep it gangsta dogg
Yeah, we keep it gangsta dogg
Fo' sho', we keep it gangsta dogg, what?
Yeah, I wanna say whattup to all them gangstas
out there on the Eastisde
(on the Southside, on the Northside) Yeah
(on the Westside)
Y'all niggaz need to point the guns in the right directions
Ya know, ya heard?
[Chorus 3X]
[Snoop and Silkk talk to outro]
It's a gangsta gangsta ride
On the nutty danger side
As we ride, dip and slippin
Take your mind, on a high
[Silkk the Shocker]
Yo yo, from that DPG nigga to the CP3
Back to the house, East to the West
Now take it BACK to the South
You know.. how I switch my flow
If I'm lapsin you glad niggaz'll get mad then, hit the flo'
Gotta bag me some dank so I, hit the sto'
In the winter it's the Hummer for the summer it's the, six-fo'
Got niggaz mad at me (why?) Cause they can't get no six
Bitches upset with me (why?) Cause they can't get no dick
I'ma be on top of the game whether I'm, broke or rich
I don't stop once I'm on top I just drop mo' hits
I'm in the club with the thug, I just pop mo' Crist'
Tell Snoop to get the Coupe his new shit I just, gots to go get
Cause when I cock my shit, usually I pop my shit
Tell all you teary eyed females gettin over-offended
cause I don't jock no chick
I'm the Boss, and I don't follow no person, I follow Jesus
Y'all blame a bunch of kids, so I gotta roll my Adidas
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Boom bam as I step in the jam, god damn
Don't need no introduction, cause you know who I am
The S-N-double-O-P, the only, fo' sho'
Now motherfuckers let me hear you say hoe
I spit ya, spat at ya, whoot wham, get at ya
Rider, I threw a slider, right at ya
Mash ya, gat ya, drip-drop the hatchet
Keep the party crackin, while I'm steady rappin
This game we run, y'all know what's happenin
We back in effect, we got the heat on deck
I'm slidin down South with a blunt in my mouth
I catch a plane out East and try to make some peace
I'm hangin with my niggaz in the projects
The homie's throwin a party, I gotta get back West
Oh yeah -- that's right, we are the best
No Limit DPG Southwest connects, ya feel me?
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta dogg
Keep it, keep it gangsta dogg
Yeah, we keep it gangsta dogg
Fo' sho', we keep it gangsta dogg, what?
Yeah, I wanna say whattup to all them gangstas
out there on the Eastisde
(on the Southside, on the Northside) Yeah
(on the Westside)
Y'all niggaz need to point the guns in the right directions
Ya know, ya heard?
[Chorus 3X]
[Snoop and Silkk talk to outro]
Ghetto Symphony lyrics - (feat. No Limit)
[Snoop Dogg]
Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit shit
Yeah..
We got my nigga Fiend in the house
C-Murder in this motherfucker
Mystikal all up in this bitch
Goldie Loc, hm-hmm
My nephew Silkk the Shocker
Oh yeah, we got somethin for the ladies too
Mia X, run this bitch
[Mia X]
Lyrical arsonist, lady alligator
Down South, hustler, former weight smuggler
I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
Guerilla millionaires, so don't even ask, if you wanna
get to clappin, soldier action specialty of style
We made the whole world respect the underground while
some of y'all niggaz talk shit and get mad
Cause we did it with a foot up your ass, and it's still there
I cares not about your click or the block
I'm still that same bitch to run up in your spot and knock you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggaz by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missin the game, damn bitch it's written in plain ebonics
So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge
Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
Next soldier up, tell em who the FUCK you be
[Fiend]
WHUT? It's Fiend y'all
Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover
and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on
Bleed on, exceed on!
Weak rappers with titles after twelve
Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on!
Microphone Don, walkin flesh, talkin bomb
Bringin harm, to the calm, and, them be alarmed
It's the African, oh, you wanna battle again?
I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans
Oh damn, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam
Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
Pickups and caravans, the soldier, that could, that can
I would be the man, but Dogg beat me to them plans
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
C-Murder, get busy for the symphony
[C-Murder]
I be's that nigga on the tank, always trippin never slippin
Have you reminiscin and missin, that fool in your picture
Call me Bossalinie BITCH without the Mo's at shows
And FUCK dose who oppose (why?) we runnin them hoes
three-hundred and sixty-five motherfuckin days a year
I have your fool staggerin just like a bottle of beer
You niggaz runnin from the cops, well I ain't runnin no mo'
I flip the bird when I swerve, man, FUCK them hoes
I'm crazy my nagga, but uh, I thought y'all knew that, shit
Oh you ain't see the news? Shit I'm the nigga with the TRU tat
Ask my nigga Keno, shit, I just don't give a fuck
And if you run up wrong, I'ma fuck you up, you bitch you
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Silkk the Shocker get busy on the symphony
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now would I COME THIS FAR FUCKER? If I didn't sound like a hit
Y'all didn't know what the fuck y'all thinkin bout
You sound like a bitch (beotch!)
Shit it sound like a wish, you know when you got a motherfuckin hit,
bitch?? When it sound like this!
Or you fake niggaz get enough heart, and try to bust a
rhyme at this click
Fuck around and miss, then fuck around and get
found in a ditch
Gotta labels give me dough, when they find I can, gross this much
Freestyle shit, you can tell em I ain't, wrote this stuff
Silkk the Shocker, KLC perv and mash like, Snoop and Dre nigga
Y'all can relate to ??? ??? get a contract like, MJ nigga
Nigga where you from? You sweata, FUCK YOU AT?
N-O-L-I-M-I-T, Top Dogg, and I'm FUCKIN with that
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Mystikal get busy on the symphony
[Mystikal]
WHOO SHIT MOTHERFUCKER GOD DAMN!!
I keep it HYYYYYYPE, BITCH I'M THE MAN!
When the FUCK you ever heard somebody say that they don't say my song
or that I don't roll on every fuckin person RAPPIN ON
(That nigga Mystikal tighter than a muh'fucker) HAHHHHH?
I came up off of _Peter Piper_ bells and the LL's _Bad_
??Nee?? nigga to be pissed off with me
cause their old lady they call me their baby
MC's pilin up and crowdin up, but I'm their FAVORITE
The type to fly buyin a Z-28 IROC
And chop you in your motherfuckin face (HIII-YAH)
Your album ain't tite, WHAT IN THE FUCK IS YOU PUSHIN?
You played out just like old woman pussy
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Goldie Loc, get busy on the symphony
[Goldie Loc]
Now watch me put these haters to the test, accumulatin with my stress
Fold em fuck em fifty, get the shit up off my chest
Releasin anger, all natural gangsta energy
Goldie Loc the name, Dogg House game
Motherfuckers better start backin up (whattup whattup)
We in the Tank punk busters, motherfuckers don't wanna see us loc'd up
Little Goldie Loc, Goldie Locks the same thang
Smashin for the hood, cause I wanted to gangbang
[Snoop Dogg]
Last up, I believe that's me
Snoop Dogg, light up the mic for the symphony
This jam is dedicated to all non-optimistics
That thought I wasn't comin, out with some exquisite, rhymes
But that's OK, cause now I'm back
To kill all the rumors, and straighten the facts
Like umm, doin bad, gettin ganked for my bank
Now you all on my dick when you see I'm TRU Tank Dogg
You say, "Mmmm mmm mmm! Ain't that somethin
Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumpin
I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph for my baby momma?"
Shit I'm settin it off, lettin it off, bustin
Hustlin, rushin, dustin motherfuckers
Droppin the heat, lock up the street, we 'posed to
I put this pistol in your mouth, now what you gon' do?
Top of the line, first class
I pop a cap in yo' ass, then pop some more in the glass
Too legit to quit, I'm spittin gangsta shit
Man fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
No Limit, yeah, that's what's happenin
Fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
Yeah
In the real world, talk is cheap
Actions speak louder than words
No Limit Records, here to protect and serve
Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit shit
Yeah..
We got my nigga Fiend in the house
C-Murder in this motherfucker
Mystikal all up in this bitch
Goldie Loc, hm-hmm
My nephew Silkk the Shocker
Oh yeah, we got somethin for the ladies too
Mia X, run this bitch
[Mia X]
Lyrical arsonist, lady alligator
Down South, hustler, former weight smuggler
I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
Guerilla millionaires, so don't even ask, if you wanna
get to clappin, soldier action specialty of style
We made the whole world respect the underground while
some of y'all niggaz talk shit and get mad
Cause we did it with a foot up your ass, and it's still there
I cares not about your click or the block
I'm still that same bitch to run up in your spot and knock you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggaz by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missin the game, damn bitch it's written in plain ebonics
So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge
Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
Next soldier up, tell em who the FUCK you be
[Fiend]
WHUT? It's Fiend y'all
Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover
and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on
Bleed on, exceed on!
Weak rappers with titles after twelve
Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on!
Microphone Don, walkin flesh, talkin bomb
Bringin harm, to the calm, and, them be alarmed
It's the African, oh, you wanna battle again?
I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans
Oh damn, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam
Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
Pickups and caravans, the soldier, that could, that can
I would be the man, but Dogg beat me to them plans
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
C-Murder, get busy for the symphony
[C-Murder]
I be's that nigga on the tank, always trippin never slippin
Have you reminiscin and missin, that fool in your picture
Call me Bossalinie BITCH without the Mo's at shows
And FUCK dose who oppose (why?) we runnin them hoes
three-hundred and sixty-five motherfuckin days a year
I have your fool staggerin just like a bottle of beer
You niggaz runnin from the cops, well I ain't runnin no mo'
I flip the bird when I swerve, man, FUCK them hoes
I'm crazy my nagga, but uh, I thought y'all knew that, shit
Oh you ain't see the news? Shit I'm the nigga with the TRU tat
Ask my nigga Keno, shit, I just don't give a fuck
And if you run up wrong, I'ma fuck you up, you bitch you
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Silkk the Shocker get busy on the symphony
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now would I COME THIS FAR FUCKER? If I didn't sound like a hit
Y'all didn't know what the fuck y'all thinkin bout
You sound like a bitch (beotch!)
Shit it sound like a wish, you know when you got a motherfuckin hit,
bitch?? When it sound like this!
Or you fake niggaz get enough heart, and try to bust a
rhyme at this click
Fuck around and miss, then fuck around and get
found in a ditch
Gotta labels give me dough, when they find I can, gross this much
Freestyle shit, you can tell em I ain't, wrote this stuff
Silkk the Shocker, KLC perv and mash like, Snoop and Dre nigga
Y'all can relate to ??? ??? get a contract like, MJ nigga
Nigga where you from? You sweata, FUCK YOU AT?
N-O-L-I-M-I-T, Top Dogg, and I'm FUCKIN with that
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Mystikal get busy on the symphony
[Mystikal]
WHOO SHIT MOTHERFUCKER GOD DAMN!!
I keep it HYYYYYYPE, BITCH I'M THE MAN!
When the FUCK you ever heard somebody say that they don't say my song
or that I don't roll on every fuckin person RAPPIN ON
(That nigga Mystikal tighter than a muh'fucker) HAHHHHH?
I came up off of _Peter Piper_ bells and the LL's _Bad_
??Nee?? nigga to be pissed off with me
cause their old lady they call me their baby
MC's pilin up and crowdin up, but I'm their FAVORITE
The type to fly buyin a Z-28 IROC
And chop you in your motherfuckin face (HIII-YAH)
Your album ain't tite, WHAT IN THE FUCK IS YOU PUSHIN?
You played out just like old woman pussy
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Goldie Loc, get busy on the symphony
[Goldie Loc]
Now watch me put these haters to the test, accumulatin with my stress
Fold em fuck em fifty, get the shit up off my chest
Releasin anger, all natural gangsta energy
Goldie Loc the name, Dogg House game
Motherfuckers better start backin up (whattup whattup)
We in the Tank punk busters, motherfuckers don't wanna see us loc'd up
Little Goldie Loc, Goldie Locks the same thang
Smashin for the hood, cause I wanted to gangbang
[Snoop Dogg]
Last up, I believe that's me
Snoop Dogg, light up the mic for the symphony
This jam is dedicated to all non-optimistics
That thought I wasn't comin, out with some exquisite, rhymes
But that's OK, cause now I'm back
To kill all the rumors, and straighten the facts
Like umm, doin bad, gettin ganked for my bank
Now you all on my dick when you see I'm TRU Tank Dogg
You say, "Mmmm mmm mmm! Ain't that somethin
Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumpin
I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph for my baby momma?"
Shit I'm settin it off, lettin it off, bustin
Hustlin, rushin, dustin motherfuckers
Droppin the heat, lock up the street, we 'posed to
I put this pistol in your mouth, now what you gon' do?
Top of the line, first class
I pop a cap in yo' ass, then pop some more in the glass
Too legit to quit, I'm spittin gangsta shit
Man fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
No Limit, yeah, that's what's happenin
Fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
Yeah
In the real world, talk is cheap
Actions speak louder than words
No Limit Records, here to protect and serve
Party With A D.P.G lyrics - Snoop Dogg
[Verse 1]
Stacey Boots, perms and suits, I'm braided up, can fade it up
I skated up, you waited up, so you know I got to go ahead and tear shit up
Turn lose on these muthafuckers Jelly Roll
Nephew, boy this shit is out of control
Rockin, rollin, bangin b
A little something, something nigga, thats banged up streets
Freak, freak yall, into the beat ya'll
And to all my big doggs grab your meat cha'll
And yes, yes ya'll, oh we the best ya'll
We got the shit that make the bitches grab they breast ya'll
It don't stop till the wheels fall off
954 headed swervin in the goodin clinic, tryin keep it hot right
Fuckers spot light, my nigga Jelly Roll make it knock light
[Chorus]
We all shinin' stars
Ya'll know who you are
And dip low lows with me
You party with a D.P.G.
[Verse 2]
We ridin, dippin, slippin, slidin, eastside up eastsiders
Riders, ballers, rollers, ladies,
players, gangstas, macks, pimps, and 'llacs
Hustlers, bitches, niggas and G's, we having big thangs blowing trees
Shinin, grinin, refuse to lose
I gotta a G in my pocket for dippin out of shoes
I head the corner in the Navigator
Committed to excellence like a Raider
You hate a nigga like me but you got to love me
Your lady wanna shove me and your kids wanna hug me
A nigga fuckin like Buggsy Seagal again, I'm in the ringle again
I do it all legal again, I can't lose you won't win, respect the boss
If you run up, you gettin done up, I love to floss
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Why you acting bad, probably cause I'm know as the bad actor
In the rap game I'm the big factor, macker, smack a bitch in a second
The big dogg nigga very well respected
You gotta put your mash down when you wanna get to the top
The game is stuffy like Puffy don't stop
I thought I told ya, nigga I'm a soldier
No Limit Lieutenant, yeah I did it
I'm committed like a motherfucker supposed to be
Won't let no bitch niggaz close to me
From my head to my feet I'm protected from harm
Cause I'm a muthafucking shining star, you feel me
And fuck who wanna kill me
you niggaz thrill me, but guess what will be
On top tip top, non stop, dogg not
And you gotta let me end, the nigga I'm a shine like a G
[Chorus]
Stacey Boots, perms and suits, I'm braided up, can fade it up
I skated up, you waited up, so you know I got to go ahead and tear shit up
Turn lose on these muthafuckers Jelly Roll
Nephew, boy this shit is out of control
Rockin, rollin, bangin b
A little something, something nigga, thats banged up streets
Freak, freak yall, into the beat ya'll
And to all my big doggs grab your meat cha'll
And yes, yes ya'll, oh we the best ya'll
We got the shit that make the bitches grab they breast ya'll
It don't stop till the wheels fall off
954 headed swervin in the goodin clinic, tryin keep it hot right
Fuckers spot light, my nigga Jelly Roll make it knock light
[Chorus]
We all shinin' stars
Ya'll know who you are
And dip low lows with me
You party with a D.P.G.
[Verse 2]
We ridin, dippin, slippin, slidin, eastside up eastsiders
Riders, ballers, rollers, ladies,
players, gangstas, macks, pimps, and 'llacs
Hustlers, bitches, niggas and G's, we having big thangs blowing trees
Shinin, grinin, refuse to lose
I gotta a G in my pocket for dippin out of shoes
I head the corner in the Navigator
Committed to excellence like a Raider
You hate a nigga like me but you got to love me
Your lady wanna shove me and your kids wanna hug me
A nigga fuckin like Buggsy Seagal again, I'm in the ringle again
I do it all legal again, I can't lose you won't win, respect the boss
If you run up, you gettin done up, I love to floss
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Why you acting bad, probably cause I'm know as the bad actor
In the rap game I'm the big factor, macker, smack a bitch in a second
The big dogg nigga very well respected
You gotta put your mash down when you wanna get to the top
The game is stuffy like Puffy don't stop
I thought I told ya, nigga I'm a soldier
No Limit Lieutenant, yeah I did it
I'm committed like a motherfucker supposed to be
Won't let no bitch niggaz close to me
From my head to my feet I'm protected from harm
Cause I'm a muthafucking shining star, you feel me
And fuck who wanna kill me
you niggaz thrill me, but guess what will be
On top tip top, non stop, dogg not
And you gotta let me end, the nigga I'm a shine like a G
[Chorus]
Buss'n Rocks lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Another smoke session up in this motherfucker
Blaze some shit up for me Q
Yea, wussup Dogg, this is whut I'm talkin bout
Some of that gangsta shit (Eastside)
Shuttin these niggas up (Shut em up shut em up dogg)
Westcoast nigga, Quik and Snoop Dogg (Forever)
9-9 nigga
When I wake up in the morning and I get up out my bed
I feel good, o yes I do
Cause I still can give it up for you
[Chorus:]
Cause we're all a little strong
In the Beach, where the paper's long
But as for me
I only G when I'm buss'n rocks
Dogg Pound
[repeat]
[Verse One:]
Nigga, you know you gotta have heart
I told you niggas from the start
If I'm still in it, I'm in it for life
Always stay down and keep my motha fuckin' game tight
Cause ever since Elementary, or was it Pre-school Quik?
I was a motha fuckin' fool
I had to have papers it was routine
A young nigga on a mission for them collard greens
I, shake niggas
Break Niggas
Make niggas, shank theyselves
For fuckin with my wealth (nigga)
And it'll catch on
Cause if it don't, it's on
And, cuzz, I ain't even slippin' when I'm all alone
Sittin' back loungin' in the Chronic Zone
Clown me ya gone
Surround me, it's on
Get the money you're gone
My niggas' paper so long
They call him Snoop Capone
So if you want me, get me, got me
Should have shot him
But now they call me Snoop Gotti
And that's all I LBC
Betta yet, that's all I DPGC
[Chorus (2x)]
[Verse Two:]
I'm slappin' bones
In front of my home
Choppin' game on the phone
Smokin' a zone
Big 6, big 5-3's with ya bitches
My girls in the kitchen, cookin' up some fish and
I'm blastin' at this nigga that was trippin'
O, knuckle head nigga, thought I was slippin'
But I wasn't slippin', I was on deck
I blast his ass, peck peck now his shirt's wet
Dead, gone, light's out
With no remorse, I had to take him out
I'm laughin' at this shit cause it was funny
Fuckin' with the dogg I take your life and your money
And then I dip to my spot (dip dip)
And set up shop with yo rocks (motha fucka)
And nobody gon' speak on the 8-7
Cause still, all doggs go to heaven
[Chorus (2x)]
[Verse 3:]
I'm freestylin'
C-stylin'
Snoop and Quik comin' through we fin' to take you to the island
Where the bitches and the bud come free
And everybody listen to the D-O double G
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my nuts
People be lovin' me because I drop cuts
That makes sense, it make big money
See Snoop is that nigga who don't hafta play funny
But I got yo honey, up under my wing
Cause she like the song that the bow-wow sing
I'll put her in a cling
I won't buy her a ring
But I'll put her on the hoe-stroll to make me some green
And even if she never even saw me befo'
There's just no way that she can tell me no
You know my game's unbelievable baby (uh uh, uh uh)
And it's strong enough to make your grandmama pay me
[Chorus (2x)]
West coast, gangsta shit
My nigga DJ Q
Yea
Like I told y'all
DPG for the 9-9
DPG, yea Top Dogg, fo sho'
Smoke y'all
Blaze some shit up for me Q
Yea, wussup Dogg, this is whut I'm talkin bout
Some of that gangsta shit (Eastside)
Shuttin these niggas up (Shut em up shut em up dogg)
Westcoast nigga, Quik and Snoop Dogg (Forever)
9-9 nigga
When I wake up in the morning and I get up out my bed
I feel good, o yes I do
Cause I still can give it up for you
[Chorus:]
Cause we're all a little strong
In the Beach, where the paper's long
But as for me
I only G when I'm buss'n rocks
Dogg Pound
[repeat]
[Verse One:]
Nigga, you know you gotta have heart
I told you niggas from the start
If I'm still in it, I'm in it for life
Always stay down and keep my motha fuckin' game tight
Cause ever since Elementary, or was it Pre-school Quik?
I was a motha fuckin' fool
I had to have papers it was routine
A young nigga on a mission for them collard greens
I, shake niggas
Break Niggas
Make niggas, shank theyselves
For fuckin with my wealth (nigga)
And it'll catch on
Cause if it don't, it's on
And, cuzz, I ain't even slippin' when I'm all alone
Sittin' back loungin' in the Chronic Zone
Clown me ya gone
Surround me, it's on
Get the money you're gone
My niggas' paper so long
They call him Snoop Capone
So if you want me, get me, got me
Should have shot him
But now they call me Snoop Gotti
And that's all I LBC
Betta yet, that's all I DPGC
[Chorus (2x)]
[Verse Two:]
I'm slappin' bones
In front of my home
Choppin' game on the phone
Smokin' a zone
Big 6, big 5-3's with ya bitches
My girls in the kitchen, cookin' up some fish and
I'm blastin' at this nigga that was trippin'
O, knuckle head nigga, thought I was slippin'
But I wasn't slippin', I was on deck
I blast his ass, peck peck now his shirt's wet
Dead, gone, light's out
With no remorse, I had to take him out
I'm laughin' at this shit cause it was funny
Fuckin' with the dogg I take your life and your money
And then I dip to my spot (dip dip)
And set up shop with yo rocks (motha fucka)
And nobody gon' speak on the 8-7
Cause still, all doggs go to heaven
[Chorus (2x)]
[Verse 3:]
I'm freestylin'
C-stylin'
Snoop and Quik comin' through we fin' to take you to the island
Where the bitches and the bud come free
And everybody listen to the D-O double G
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my nuts
People be lovin' me because I drop cuts
That makes sense, it make big money
See Snoop is that nigga who don't hafta play funny
But I got yo honey, up under my wing
Cause she like the song that the bow-wow sing
I'll put her in a cling
I won't buy her a ring
But I'll put her on the hoe-stroll to make me some green
And even if she never even saw me befo'
There's just no way that she can tell me no
You know my game's unbelievable baby (uh uh, uh uh)
And it's strong enough to make your grandmama pay me
[Chorus (2x)]
West coast, gangsta shit
My nigga DJ Q
Yea
Like I told y'all
DPG for the 9-9
DPG, yea Top Dogg, fo sho'
Smoke y'all
Just Dippin' lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Dr. Dre, Jewell)
[Snoop]
Yeah, uhh
Wanna say whattup to all them riders
All them siders, all them gangstas, and all them beotches
Yeah, we keep it gangsta
Yeah, we keep it gangsta
Dippin down Long Beach Boulevard
I only rides with my Doggs, and I don't give a fuck
about none of y'all, I'm ridin til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs
[Dr. Dre]
Dippin down Compton Boulevard
I only rides with my Doggs (say what) I don't give a fuck
about none of y'all (fuck y'all) I'm ridin til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs
[Snoop]
Beware of the big mash, you knew he wasn't finished witcha ass
He'll stay on it til it's burnt out, looked how it turned out
Nuttin you can do, can't help you out
So fall down, Dr. Dre done fell back into the House (DPG)
with the Pound, bitches keep throwin pussy at us
We don't want it, yea bitch it don't matter
It's all about the money, if you got it, throw THAT up (throw it up)
Hmm, ride along witcha set (Eastsiiide)
And watch us, you motherfuckers can't do that yet
I skirt out, I hit a corner on ya, fuck doin halfway
I do it to the fullest, I'll probably catch bullets on my last day
I hope a prayer come through so I can eat
My shoes lookin like about a buck fifty each (but I ain't trippin)
But I'ma come up, that's on my momma
Now that's on me, cause that's a burden on my momma
And she done suffered, the shit's gettin rougher
And when the goin get tough, the tough get a strap
and low-ridin's on the map
Snoop Dogg's #1 the whole Pound's got snaps (nigga)
Yeahh, tell me, have you seen us?
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it
[Dr. Dre]
Uhh, actin a fool, nigga done paid his dues
and got my receipt in return, so I recline the leather seats
with a trunk full of beats and, chronic filled leafs to burn
No concern as I make a left turn on the Sharpe (sup nigga?)
Off of Jefferson, feelin awfully naked at the U-turn
Shit, left my gun, that's a no-no
Fuck Ronald Parks, I'm my own po'-po'
Nigga talkin dirty after dark, startin stuff
May have to mark up a nigga FUBU logo
Lettin off like a Ruger promo
And even though I'm about the hoes, I never doubt the dulos
You know the rule goes, where there's a hoe there's a hater
(Fuck them niggaz!) Well there's some hoes over there,
and I concentrate on the haters later (what?)
Give these bitches numbers to the pager
Invite em to the next Dre function as party favors
Who said pimpin's hard labor?
[Snoop]
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
[Jewell]
Heyyy, ohh yeah, ohh yeah
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
We're always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Al-always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
We're always, we're dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
In them streets, dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
Hittin them corners, dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
[Snoop]
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it
Yeah, uhh
Wanna say whattup to all them riders
All them siders, all them gangstas, and all them beotches
Yeah, we keep it gangsta
Yeah, we keep it gangsta
Dippin down Long Beach Boulevard
I only rides with my Doggs, and I don't give a fuck
about none of y'all, I'm ridin til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs
[Dr. Dre]
Dippin down Compton Boulevard
I only rides with my Doggs (say what) I don't give a fuck
about none of y'all (fuck y'all) I'm ridin til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs
[Snoop]
Beware of the big mash, you knew he wasn't finished witcha ass
He'll stay on it til it's burnt out, looked how it turned out
Nuttin you can do, can't help you out
So fall down, Dr. Dre done fell back into the House (DPG)
with the Pound, bitches keep throwin pussy at us
We don't want it, yea bitch it don't matter
It's all about the money, if you got it, throw THAT up (throw it up)
Hmm, ride along witcha set (Eastsiiide)
And watch us, you motherfuckers can't do that yet
I skirt out, I hit a corner on ya, fuck doin halfway
I do it to the fullest, I'll probably catch bullets on my last day
I hope a prayer come through so I can eat
My shoes lookin like about a buck fifty each (but I ain't trippin)
But I'ma come up, that's on my momma
Now that's on me, cause that's a burden on my momma
And she done suffered, the shit's gettin rougher
And when the goin get tough, the tough get a strap
and low-ridin's on the map
Snoop Dogg's #1 the whole Pound's got snaps (nigga)
Yeahh, tell me, have you seen us?
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it
[Dr. Dre]
Uhh, actin a fool, nigga done paid his dues
and got my receipt in return, so I recline the leather seats
with a trunk full of beats and, chronic filled leafs to burn
No concern as I make a left turn on the Sharpe (sup nigga?)
Off of Jefferson, feelin awfully naked at the U-turn
Shit, left my gun, that's a no-no
Fuck Ronald Parks, I'm my own po'-po'
Nigga talkin dirty after dark, startin stuff
May have to mark up a nigga FUBU logo
Lettin off like a Ruger promo
And even though I'm about the hoes, I never doubt the dulos
You know the rule goes, where there's a hoe there's a hater
(Fuck them niggaz!) Well there's some hoes over there,
and I concentrate on the haters later (what?)
Give these bitches numbers to the pager
Invite em to the next Dre function as party favors
Who said pimpin's hard labor?
[Snoop]
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
[Jewell]
Heyyy, ohh yeah, ohh yeah
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
We're always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Al-always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
We're always, we're dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
In them streets, dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
Hittin them corners, dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
[Snoop]
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it
Don't Tell lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Mauseburg, Nate Dogg, Warren G)
Hello, what's happenin?
This Snoop Dogg.
What you doin?
Oh serious, check this out.
Nigga fittin to come through there.
So um, leave that back door open so a nigga can come in there real slow.
Yeah.
You got a job, I got a life, you got a man, I got a wife
Baby girl, baby boy, that's the way of the world
It ain't got back, can't get back
You say it won't get back, shit I hope it don't get back
I'm creepin with you, sleepin with you
It's gettin bad on a nigga, now I'm beepin you too
And meet me at the hot spot and work that skirt
You know the blue one, the new one, girl you know the truth hurt
Heart beatin while I'm cheatin, trying to catch a nut
Bad little bitch got a nigga caught up
I'm slidin in the rag top Chevorlet
Got a nigga all out of bounds in West L.A.
I'm tryin to find your granny's house, is your auntie house
Well um, you know we sorta kinda burn it out
You know I turn it out whenever I'm in the mix
I'm creepin with my secret and that's how I wanna keep it, peep this
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
[Warren G]
I met this thang named Juanika
She stayed in Engelwood and she knew Tamika
Tamika and Juanika was tight like gloves
I seen em Tuesday night hangin at the club
I say what's up Tamika boo, what's up with you
She said Mauseburg skandelous, nigga so fuck you
Some bitches be lyin (lyin), most bitches be tryin (tryin)
To get a nigga caught up, that's probably why I'm (I'm)
G'd up, boot up, to hit it and show
I give it to you real baby, can't (shake em up dogg)
Jump in the Burg, let's swirve on the low key
Windows tinted cause everybody know me
You told on Mause, you told on Snoop
And now you wanna tell on me, well woopty woop
Put me up on game, your homie
It was too much fun, hm, remember what you told me
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
[Mauseburg]
No baby I ain't with the bullshit
I been fuckin you for two weeks and I ain't seen no cashflow increase
You've been runnin your mouth, tellin your girls how I'm fuckin you
What I got in my house, the things I don't do for you
Better be careful cause your girls wanna come too
Yay kiss and a rub back and now I'm up in you
And did you tell Tamika
I was wondering why my homie baby momma was blowing up my beeper
You's a cold thang, I told you keep it on the DL
And if I decide to hit it again it's at the motel
Tellin them broads about my furniture and jewels
Work on my table and how holding my clientel
Damn do it hit the spot
As pretty as you is no more blessins for your trot
But I might for the sake of my swipe
Hit it like it's supposed to be hit if the vibe is right tonight
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
[Nate Dogg]
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
Ain't no big deal until that hoe squeals
Now I got to keep my fuckin woman from around that hoe
Take a fuckin rubber everywhere that I go
Keep her from her family cause her cousin know
She say she fuckin Nate but she can't prove it though
Next time you can't come if you got a loud tongue
I know I got a big dick, shouldn't loaned it to a trick
This time you act like a nigga who just did a crime
You got your ass busted now you facing time
The money's in the pack, it's on the drivers side
But nigga you was with it so when you be quiet
Now you facin twenty all by yourself
The nigga you was with man he rich as hell
Even though this story is a fairy tail
Act like you that nigga bitch and please don't tell
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
This Snoop Dogg.
What you doin?
Oh serious, check this out.
Nigga fittin to come through there.
So um, leave that back door open so a nigga can come in there real slow.
Yeah.
You got a job, I got a life, you got a man, I got a wife
Baby girl, baby boy, that's the way of the world
It ain't got back, can't get back
You say it won't get back, shit I hope it don't get back
I'm creepin with you, sleepin with you
It's gettin bad on a nigga, now I'm beepin you too
And meet me at the hot spot and work that skirt
You know the blue one, the new one, girl you know the truth hurt
Heart beatin while I'm cheatin, trying to catch a nut
Bad little bitch got a nigga caught up
I'm slidin in the rag top Chevorlet
Got a nigga all out of bounds in West L.A.
I'm tryin to find your granny's house, is your auntie house
Well um, you know we sorta kinda burn it out
You know I turn it out whenever I'm in the mix
I'm creepin with my secret and that's how I wanna keep it, peep this
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
[Warren G]
I met this thang named Juanika
She stayed in Engelwood and she knew Tamika
Tamika and Juanika was tight like gloves
I seen em Tuesday night hangin at the club
I say what's up Tamika boo, what's up with you
She said Mauseburg skandelous, nigga so fuck you
Some bitches be lyin (lyin), most bitches be tryin (tryin)
To get a nigga caught up, that's probably why I'm (I'm)
G'd up, boot up, to hit it and show
I give it to you real baby, can't (shake em up dogg)
Jump in the Burg, let's swirve on the low key
Windows tinted cause everybody know me
You told on Mause, you told on Snoop
And now you wanna tell on me, well woopty woop
Put me up on game, your homie
It was too much fun, hm, remember what you told me
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
[Mauseburg]
No baby I ain't with the bullshit
I been fuckin you for two weeks and I ain't seen no cashflow increase
You've been runnin your mouth, tellin your girls how I'm fuckin you
What I got in my house, the things I don't do for you
Better be careful cause your girls wanna come too
Yay kiss and a rub back and now I'm up in you
And did you tell Tamika
I was wondering why my homie baby momma was blowing up my beeper
You's a cold thang, I told you keep it on the DL
And if I decide to hit it again it's at the motel
Tellin them broads about my furniture and jewels
Work on my table and how holding my clientel
Damn do it hit the spot
As pretty as you is no more blessins for your trot
But I might for the sake of my swipe
Hit it like it's supposed to be hit if the vibe is right tonight
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
[Nate Dogg]
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
Ain't no big deal until that hoe squeals
Now I got to keep my fuckin woman from around that hoe
Take a fuckin rubber everywhere that I go
Keep her from her family cause her cousin know
She say she fuckin Nate but she can't prove it though
Next time you can't come if you got a loud tongue
I know I got a big dick, shouldn't loaned it to a trick
This time you act like a nigga who just did a crime
You got your ass busted now you facing time
The money's in the pack, it's on the drivers side
But nigga you was with it so when you be quiet
Now you facin twenty all by yourself
The nigga you was with man he rich as hell
Even though this story is a fairy tail
Act like you that nigga bitch and please don't tell
[Snoop Dogg]
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Won't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you goin tell on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you goin tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
20 Minutes lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Goldie Loc)
[Snoop Dogg]
Hey yo Goldie Loc let me hear some dog (puff)
We gotta go some for the hood that's on the real
Yeah, this is a public service anouncement from the mathafuckin LBC
Yeah, check this out cuzz, uhm,
Hey yo Goldie Loc
let's do this for the homies in the hood
The dub, waddup
No disrespect to them other hoods
But this is where I'm from
3-2-1 I can't cum
No other way
No way, no how
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
To the fullest young nigga row
With my steal I cap home feeling like a O
No he didn't, yes he did
Bank your chin in her crib
This ain't no fed
But now he did
On the other side where the cowboys at
Where the brown blast black
And the black blast right back
That's a fact in the city where I'm from
You betta get ready
Caus here they kitty come cum
Nigga we can dumb on your bitchass
I ain't trippin caus I'm from the oldschool
And I never hesita to blast
See, we be innin
You gotta beginnin to win
Holla back nigga in 20 minutes
[Goldie Loc]
Gimme your mic and watch me brake these niggas
How they figga
Bustas get shot tryin to plot
Blew the dice hit them twice hit a seven
Now Snoop watch me trip when I back your eleven
Mix for licks to double my chips
Some bangers so much I got cheers even go to there
Now back up and watch me stack up my dirt
I steal like G'z when you woke up and it hurt
Watch me try matches no need for no practice
Fuck around and get straight stoned with the package
Dogg get the weed bangin
How the homies feel
If me and you left here for hangin
I feel like givin it up
Caus I'm a young nigga livin it up
Me and Snoop ain't give a fuck
20 minutes to get your C-walk on
You know I get my ride on all on his own
Check this out dog, you don't know me shit
You know I respresent the eastside Long Beach with the crip nigga
[Snoop]
Two's, O's, fo's and hoes
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me, 20 minutes
Deuce, fo's, hoes and clothes
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me, 20 minutes
[Goldie Loc]
We ride
Sliding of to the eastside
Hoo-ride, to homicide
Rollin in the G-ride
So what yall bustas gon'do
When the pimps, bangers and hustlaz smash on you
One for the money
And too for the sjizzo
I'm lil Goldie Loc that gives a fuck about a hizzo
Three to the fizzo
And five to the sizacks
My nigga snoop dogg gives a fuck about a bi-zitch
Yeah you hearded from me, mmm,
Authograve that ass
Nigga, L-A-L-G
Little Goldie Loc
Goldie locks the same thang
Smashing for the hood caus I wanted to gangbang
Will I change
Hell nah nigga
Quick to jack that ass to make my bank roll bigga
[Snoop Dogg]
Trip
I shot em down
I shot em , shot em down
And if the too damn big
Then I cut em , cut em down
Nigga where the pound
Hell yeah I'm from the pound
Nigga how that sound
Dogg pound bounce
I got homies from the dub that bang everyday
I got homies from the hood that do the same all day
I keep my feet real close to the street
And keep my hands real close to the heat
I'm not descreet when it comes to the dogg
I'm a real O like eight-ball
We C now us by the gangbangin
Crackslangin, entertain us
Sippin silver set not to contain us
Askin which one of yall niggas wanna scrap
We can do it G-style
Mathafucker strap
Just like I tought nigga
You got caught
Ol'bitchass nigga droppin all that soul
You see, first thangs first when your a grown man
You gotta get up, get out and get your own man
See, I don't owe you and you don't owe me
It's 1999 I'm the OG
Respect your G'z is what my homies told me
So I show real love to the dubs
20 minutes, 20 minutes cuzz
yeah, nigga 20 minutes cuzz
And like I said
Deuce, fo's, hoes and shows
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
Yeah 20 minutes
Holla at me nigga like I said
Two's, fo's, hoes and shows
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me cuzz
20 minutes
Roll, roll, roll your dubs
Eastside I-T-C
Roll your doggin doggy dogg
Nigga this D-P-G
Hey yo Goldie Loc let me hear some dog (puff)
We gotta go some for the hood that's on the real
Yeah, this is a public service anouncement from the mathafuckin LBC
Yeah, check this out cuzz, uhm,
Hey yo Goldie Loc
let's do this for the homies in the hood
The dub, waddup
No disrespect to them other hoods
But this is where I'm from
3-2-1 I can't cum
No other way
No way, no how
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
To the fullest young nigga row
With my steal I cap home feeling like a O
No he didn't, yes he did
Bank your chin in her crib
This ain't no fed
But now he did
On the other side where the cowboys at
Where the brown blast black
And the black blast right back
That's a fact in the city where I'm from
You betta get ready
Caus here they kitty come cum
Nigga we can dumb on your bitchass
I ain't trippin caus I'm from the oldschool
And I never hesita to blast
See, we be innin
You gotta beginnin to win
Holla back nigga in 20 minutes
[Goldie Loc]
Gimme your mic and watch me brake these niggas
How they figga
Bustas get shot tryin to plot
Blew the dice hit them twice hit a seven
Now Snoop watch me trip when I back your eleven
Mix for licks to double my chips
Some bangers so much I got cheers even go to there
Now back up and watch me stack up my dirt
I steal like G'z when you woke up and it hurt
Watch me try matches no need for no practice
Fuck around and get straight stoned with the package
Dogg get the weed bangin
How the homies feel
If me and you left here for hangin
I feel like givin it up
Caus I'm a young nigga livin it up
Me and Snoop ain't give a fuck
20 minutes to get your C-walk on
You know I get my ride on all on his own
Check this out dog, you don't know me shit
You know I respresent the eastside Long Beach with the crip nigga
[Snoop]
Two's, O's, fo's and hoes
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me, 20 minutes
Deuce, fo's, hoes and clothes
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me, 20 minutes
[Goldie Loc]
We ride
Sliding of to the eastside
Hoo-ride, to homicide
Rollin in the G-ride
So what yall bustas gon'do
When the pimps, bangers and hustlaz smash on you
One for the money
And too for the sjizzo
I'm lil Goldie Loc that gives a fuck about a hizzo
Three to the fizzo
And five to the sizacks
My nigga snoop dogg gives a fuck about a bi-zitch
Yeah you hearded from me, mmm,
Authograve that ass
Nigga, L-A-L-G
Little Goldie Loc
Goldie locks the same thang
Smashing for the hood caus I wanted to gangbang
Will I change
Hell nah nigga
Quick to jack that ass to make my bank roll bigga
[Snoop Dogg]
Trip
I shot em down
I shot em , shot em down
And if the too damn big
Then I cut em , cut em down
Nigga where the pound
Hell yeah I'm from the pound
Nigga how that sound
Dogg pound bounce
I got homies from the dub that bang everyday
I got homies from the hood that do the same all day
I keep my feet real close to the street
And keep my hands real close to the heat
I'm not descreet when it comes to the dogg
I'm a real O like eight-ball
We C now us by the gangbangin
Crackslangin, entertain us
Sippin silver set not to contain us
Askin which one of yall niggas wanna scrap
We can do it G-style
Mathafucker strap
Just like I tought nigga
You got caught
Ol'bitchass nigga droppin all that soul
You see, first thangs first when your a grown man
You gotta get up, get out and get your own man
See, I don't owe you and you don't owe me
It's 1999 I'm the OG
Respect your G'z is what my homies told me
So I show real love to the dubs
20 minutes, 20 minutes cuzz
yeah, nigga 20 minutes cuzz
And like I said
Deuce, fo's, hoes and shows
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
Yeah 20 minutes
Holla at me nigga like I said
Two's, fo's, hoes and shows
Nigga only fuckin with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me cuzz
20 minutes
Roll, roll, roll your dubs
Eastside I-T-C
Roll your doggin doggy dogg
Nigga this D-P-G
I Love My Momma lyrics - Snoop Dogg
[Snoop]
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
I LOVE MY MOMMA..
Through all the drama..
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
Check it out
[singer]
The first one to hold me (yeah)
The first one to scold me (yes-o)
You never cease to teach me
And always try to reach me (momma..)
Took me to school the first day
Taught me how to kneel, down and pray (amen)
You learned me how to count from one to ten
And never forget, where I've been
Momma..
[Snoop]
Yeah, I love my momma
Through all the drama, I love my momma (I love my momma)
Through all the drama, I love my momma
Yeah, I love my momma -- love you momma (momma!)
I love my momma
Through all the drama, yeah I love my momma
I love you mom (momma!)
I love my momma
Through all the drama, yeah I love my momma
I love you momma (I love you momma)
Yeah, I love you momma, yeah, I love you momma
(listen here) Trip..
[singer]
You taught me how to care (uhh)
You taught me how to share (f'real)
You taught me how to love and to give
thanks to the one above -- I love you momma
[Snoop]
Yeah, I love my momma
I love you momma, I love my momma -- I love you momma
I love you momma (I love you momma)
I love my momma (I love you momma)
I love my momma (now you tell em Snoop)
You taught me how to read and write, how to fight
My do's and dont's, my wills and my wont's
I'll never forget, the things that we went through
Bangin oldies in the livin room, sippin brew
Schlitz Malt Liquor was the thing back then
My momma was my homey my daddy, and my best friend
Ask the Twinz, them my lil locos to the end
And Warren G and Nate Dogg, shit them my true friends
Time and time again, I'ma spit this rhyme again
She the queen in my life, and I'ma make sure she gon' shine again
She taught me everythang, but she didn't charge a fee
She taught me everythang, except how to see a G
For the nine months you carried, I hope you bury me
instead of the other way around, and I put that on Dogg Pound
I made you cry, you made me smile
I just wanna say I love you for life
and that's the reason why I'm here now
Love, Snoop
I love my momma, yeah..
I love my momma (I love you momma)
Yeah, I love my momma (I love you momma)
Through all the drama, yeah, yo, yeah, I love you (I love you)
Momma, momma, momma, momma, I love my momma
Momma, I love you momma
I love you momma
Momma, momma
[singer]
Your money wasn't always long (fo' sho')
But your heart was forever strong (momma.. momma..)
You taught me bout faith and hope
And never ever get hooked on dope
Momma.. (I love you, I love you momma)
I love you momma.. (throught all the drama, I love my momma)
[song fades]
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
I LOVE MY MOMMA..
Through all the drama..
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
Check it out
[singer]
The first one to hold me (yeah)
The first one to scold me (yes-o)
You never cease to teach me
And always try to reach me (momma..)
Took me to school the first day
Taught me how to kneel, down and pray (amen)
You learned me how to count from one to ten
And never forget, where I've been
Momma..
[Snoop]
Yeah, I love my momma
Through all the drama, I love my momma (I love my momma)
Through all the drama, I love my momma
Yeah, I love my momma -- love you momma (momma!)
I love my momma
Through all the drama, yeah I love my momma
I love you mom (momma!)
I love my momma
Through all the drama, yeah I love my momma
I love you momma (I love you momma)
Yeah, I love you momma, yeah, I love you momma
(listen here) Trip..
[singer]
You taught me how to care (uhh)
You taught me how to share (f'real)
You taught me how to love and to give
thanks to the one above -- I love you momma
[Snoop]
Yeah, I love my momma
I love you momma, I love my momma -- I love you momma
I love you momma (I love you momma)
I love my momma (I love you momma)
I love my momma (now you tell em Snoop)
You taught me how to read and write, how to fight
My do's and dont's, my wills and my wont's
I'll never forget, the things that we went through
Bangin oldies in the livin room, sippin brew
Schlitz Malt Liquor was the thing back then
My momma was my homey my daddy, and my best friend
Ask the Twinz, them my lil locos to the end
And Warren G and Nate Dogg, shit them my true friends
Time and time again, I'ma spit this rhyme again
She the queen in my life, and I'ma make sure she gon' shine again
She taught me everythang, but she didn't charge a fee
She taught me everythang, except how to see a G
For the nine months you carried, I hope you bury me
instead of the other way around, and I put that on Dogg Pound
I made you cry, you made me smile
I just wanna say I love you for life
and that's the reason why I'm here now
Love, Snoop
I love my momma, yeah..
I love my momma (I love you momma)
Yeah, I love my momma (I love you momma)
Through all the drama, yeah, yo, yeah, I love you (I love you)
Momma, momma, momma, momma, I love my momma
Momma, I love you momma
I love you momma
Momma, momma
[singer]
Your money wasn't always long (fo' sho')
But your heart was forever strong (momma.. momma..)
You taught me bout faith and hope
And never ever get hooked on dope
Momma.. (I love you, I love you momma)
I love you momma.. (throught all the drama, I love my momma)
[song fades]
album: "The Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told" (1998)
- Slow Down
- Woof!
- Gin & Juice #2
- Hustle & Ball
- Don't Let Go
- Tru Tank Dogs
- What Cha Gon Do?
- Still A G Thang
- 20 Dollars To My Name
- D.O.G.'s Get Lonely 2
- Ain't Nut'in Personal
- DP Gangsta
- Game Of Life
- See Ya When I Get There
- Payin' For Pussy
- Picture This
- Doggz Gonna Get Ya
- Hoes, Money, And Clout
- Get Bout It & Rowdy
Slow Down lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Mia X)
Slow down cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Slow down baby, slow down baby)
It's wicked in these streets
Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Ohhhhhhhhh, slow down)
It's wicked in these streets
[Snoop:]
Life ain't nothing but a big old twist
A lot of times when I'm smoking
I'm doing that just to reminisce
It's funny, on how shit be
A lot of money, make y'all wanna come get me
But look here, I work hard for all the things I got
And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot
You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes
And talk bad about a nigga, behind closed doors
But look here dog, a hoe once told me loc
Bite the hand that feeds you, and you'll wind up broke
Bitch niggas don't deserve to kick it with rich niggas
Nigga we seven figure niggas
And we bigger than the biggest hip hop niggas in rap
And when we get to spittin' make sure y'all step back
You with that? Cause if you ain't clown,
We from the D-O double G, we groupie true, and slow down
Slow down (slow down now) cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(I can't take the heat, I can't take the heat)
It's wicked in these streets
Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Ohhhhhhhhhh, slow down)
It's wicked in these streets
[Mia X:]
Ayyo Snoop (I used to)
I used to cook up dope, ride with niggas
Know about the hits, hang with killas
Take the broads down for the jailhouse visits
Keep my bed warm with a cutthroat nigga
Have the card parties where the stakes was high
Go shopping hit the club and then ???
Never had a day without no drama
Half the OG's age, but they call me Mama
Had the ganja overstuffed in the hefty bag
Orange peels to kill the smell slanging with my dad
I never thought about my life I swear y'all, for real
Until my best friend Jill got killed and then I
Dropped to my knees and called to the Lord
Please change my ways cause I'm living too hard
And too foul, how I'm gon' raise a child
When I'm out here buck wild, damn, I had to slow down
Slow down (slow down), cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Slow down baby)
It's wicked in these streets (Slow down baby)
Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Slow down, slow down)
It's wicked in these streets
[Mia X:]
Yeah, I slow my roll down to a pimp strut
And started putting all this game on records for my come up
From sun up to sun down, I'm trying to get my money
Hata's ain't gon' stop me cause hatas can't run me
It's funny when a bitch was livin' foul
Every body seemed glad, but now they ?????
Cause I'm flossing, boss ballin' guilt free
And Feds can't take shit from me, so slow down
Snoop:
I got niggas shot niggas drop niggas for fun
I ????? from these shoulders, I don't need no gun
But it's the nineties, and niggas don't bump by the end of the round
The clown bound to dump, young chump
You don't wanna get caught up in my mix
Cause I'm a soldier, blasting at the rollers, bitch
We don't neva eva, talk no shit
Unless we mack that shit up, nigga you get lit
Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas
Slow down (slow down), cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(I can't take the heat)
It's wicked in these streets (It's wicked in the street)
Slow down, (I can't take the heat no more) cause I can't take the heat
Slow down (I can't take it) it's wicked in these streets
Slow down (slow down) cause I can't take the heat
(Slow down) Slow down
Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas
Slow down slow down
Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas
(Slow down baby, slow down baby)
It's wicked in these streets
Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Ohhhhhhhhh, slow down)
It's wicked in these streets
[Snoop:]
Life ain't nothing but a big old twist
A lot of times when I'm smoking
I'm doing that just to reminisce
It's funny, on how shit be
A lot of money, make y'all wanna come get me
But look here, I work hard for all the things I got
And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot
You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes
And talk bad about a nigga, behind closed doors
But look here dog, a hoe once told me loc
Bite the hand that feeds you, and you'll wind up broke
Bitch niggas don't deserve to kick it with rich niggas
Nigga we seven figure niggas
And we bigger than the biggest hip hop niggas in rap
And when we get to spittin' make sure y'all step back
You with that? Cause if you ain't clown,
We from the D-O double G, we groupie true, and slow down
Slow down (slow down now) cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(I can't take the heat, I can't take the heat)
It's wicked in these streets
Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Ohhhhhhhhhh, slow down)
It's wicked in these streets
[Mia X:]
Ayyo Snoop (I used to)
I used to cook up dope, ride with niggas
Know about the hits, hang with killas
Take the broads down for the jailhouse visits
Keep my bed warm with a cutthroat nigga
Have the card parties where the stakes was high
Go shopping hit the club and then ???
Never had a day without no drama
Half the OG's age, but they call me Mama
Had the ganja overstuffed in the hefty bag
Orange peels to kill the smell slanging with my dad
I never thought about my life I swear y'all, for real
Until my best friend Jill got killed and then I
Dropped to my knees and called to the Lord
Please change my ways cause I'm living too hard
And too foul, how I'm gon' raise a child
When I'm out here buck wild, damn, I had to slow down
Slow down (slow down), cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Slow down baby)
It's wicked in these streets (Slow down baby)
Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Slow down, slow down)
It's wicked in these streets
[Mia X:]
Yeah, I slow my roll down to a pimp strut
And started putting all this game on records for my come up
From sun up to sun down, I'm trying to get my money
Hata's ain't gon' stop me cause hatas can't run me
It's funny when a bitch was livin' foul
Every body seemed glad, but now they ?????
Cause I'm flossing, boss ballin' guilt free
And Feds can't take shit from me, so slow down
Snoop:
I got niggas shot niggas drop niggas for fun
I ????? from these shoulders, I don't need no gun
But it's the nineties, and niggas don't bump by the end of the round
The clown bound to dump, young chump
You don't wanna get caught up in my mix
Cause I'm a soldier, blasting at the rollers, bitch
We don't neva eva, talk no shit
Unless we mack that shit up, nigga you get lit
Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas
Slow down (slow down), cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(I can't take the heat)
It's wicked in these streets (It's wicked in the street)
Slow down, (I can't take the heat no more) cause I can't take the heat
Slow down (I can't take it) it's wicked in these streets
Slow down (slow down) cause I can't take the heat
(Slow down) Slow down
Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas
Slow down slow down
Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas
Woof! lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Fiend, Mystikal)
[Snoop Talking]
Hell yeah
That was a mothafuckin' trip
The way y'all niggaz had the whole world sayin' UH!!!, na, na, na, na
This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this shit here
Check this out
[Chorus:]
Let me here ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (come on, everybody say)
Everybody, let me hear ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
[Fiend]
I run with convicted felons
Scream, yellin'
Bitch I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome reciever, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
Fuckin' up with this song bitch
Your mom shoulda told ya
I ain't nothin' nice
Snoop brought the boss
I got the spark, lets go on a body high
Put it on my life, and my favorite weed pipe
Soldiers greed, with ice
Watch me budda up in the night
Carefull to forever, the one that ?? shot him
Bringin' the drama like a punk, but your fucking somebody
Whut Lodi Dodi, send a duce up in dey coupe
But after a hard eight
Snoop and his soldiers gonna make ya say
[Chorus:]
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (Jeah, nigga, I can make ya say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, tank doggs, let me hear ya say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (all my real rap niggaz say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at?)
[Mystikal]
Nigga, all I really wanna do is
Get down, on the get down!
That mothafucker better sit down
We up in this bitch now
Got the take to make the hap
We gon' make our money right
Tired of livin' the stress life
Pressure, fuck price
Yikes!
Know what I like
Keep it hype!
Betcha I right
Put pounds of ice on ya, like white on rice
Vise grips on mics
Turnin' to fights
Burnin' up the limelight
Fire!
And you ain't gotta strain your eyes to find us
Throwin' bad days behind us
Ahh damn up in the headlights
Bout to let it shine
Find your ass in there tip-toeing
Your ass is mine
We got you waitin' for us on the radio
So our albums can drop
Snoop, Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin' woof
We ain't done yet
[Chorus]
Let me here ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, uh-huh, all my niggaz say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na)
Let me hear ya say
Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
[Snoop]
I come faster than a speedin' bullet
Or I can take my time and move it slow
Wake up outta my seat and hit this mic and blow like some indo
You can call me what you want
Just don't call me no punk
My name is Snoop D-O-double-G
And I'm the godfather of G-Funk
I'll put this shit down, like clown, Dogg Pound is my set
Nigga set outta line, I shoot them in they mothafuckin' spine
And break they necks (nigga, nigga)
As I go down, you gon' realize that
See when you run up in my face you able to get smacked, jacked, just
like that
I'ma fool, break the rules, damn, way too cool
They call me Snoop D-O-double-G (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Cause I'ma fuckin' fool, I can get silly
But I'd rather sit back, relax, new jacks, get smacked, cause I'm tryin'
to
blaze up a sack (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
To my nigga Mystikal, Fiend, and my big homie Master P
Cause thats just the way this shit gon' be
Baby, N-O-L-I-M-I-T (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
We gon' make y'all say Woof
Until you mothafuckers demand
That nigga named Snoop
[Chorus]
I can make 'em say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (laughing)
I can make 'em say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Let me here ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Let me hear ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (everybody in the house)
Say
Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (up top, come on)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na,
na,
na)
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (down low)
Yeah, yeah, and who side (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay *repeated till end*
And not only that
And not only that
This No Limit baby
Ya heard me?
Yeah
And not only that
Shit get crazy in this mothafcuker
Ya heard me?
Uh!
Hell yeah
That was a mothafuckin' trip
The way y'all niggaz had the whole world sayin' UH!!!, na, na, na, na
This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this shit here
Check this out
[Chorus:]
Let me here ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (come on, everybody say)
Everybody, let me hear ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
[Fiend]
I run with convicted felons
Scream, yellin'
Bitch I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome reciever, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
Fuckin' up with this song bitch
Your mom shoulda told ya
I ain't nothin' nice
Snoop brought the boss
I got the spark, lets go on a body high
Put it on my life, and my favorite weed pipe
Soldiers greed, with ice
Watch me budda up in the night
Carefull to forever, the one that ?? shot him
Bringin' the drama like a punk, but your fucking somebody
Whut Lodi Dodi, send a duce up in dey coupe
But after a hard eight
Snoop and his soldiers gonna make ya say
[Chorus:]
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (Jeah, nigga, I can make ya say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, tank doggs, let me hear ya say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (all my real rap niggaz say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at?)
[Mystikal]
Nigga, all I really wanna do is
Get down, on the get down!
That mothafucker better sit down
We up in this bitch now
Got the take to make the hap
We gon' make our money right
Tired of livin' the stress life
Pressure, fuck price
Yikes!
Know what I like
Keep it hype!
Betcha I right
Put pounds of ice on ya, like white on rice
Vise grips on mics
Turnin' to fights
Burnin' up the limelight
Fire!
And you ain't gotta strain your eyes to find us
Throwin' bad days behind us
Ahh damn up in the headlights
Bout to let it shine
Find your ass in there tip-toeing
Your ass is mine
We got you waitin' for us on the radio
So our albums can drop
Snoop, Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin' woof
We ain't done yet
[Chorus]
Let me here ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, uh-huh, all my niggaz say)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na)
Let me hear ya say
Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
[Snoop]
I come faster than a speedin' bullet
Or I can take my time and move it slow
Wake up outta my seat and hit this mic and blow like some indo
You can call me what you want
Just don't call me no punk
My name is Snoop D-O-double-G
And I'm the godfather of G-Funk
I'll put this shit down, like clown, Dogg Pound is my set
Nigga set outta line, I shoot them in they mothafuckin' spine
And break they necks (nigga, nigga)
As I go down, you gon' realize that
See when you run up in my face you able to get smacked, jacked, just
like that
I'ma fool, break the rules, damn, way too cool
They call me Snoop D-O-double-G (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Cause I'ma fuckin' fool, I can get silly
But I'd rather sit back, relax, new jacks, get smacked, cause I'm tryin'
to
blaze up a sack (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
To my nigga Mystikal, Fiend, and my big homie Master P
Cause thats just the way this shit gon' be
Baby, N-O-L-I-M-I-T (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
We gon' make y'all say Woof
Until you mothafuckers demand
That nigga named Snoop
[Chorus]
I can make 'em say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (laughing)
I can make 'em say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Let me here ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Let me hear ya say
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (everybody in the house)
Say
Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (up top, come on)
Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na,
na,
na)
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (down low)
Yeah, yeah, and who side (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay *repeated till end*
And not only that
And not only that
This No Limit baby
Ya heard me?
Yeah
And not only that
Shit get crazy in this mothafcuker
Ya heard me?
Uh!
Gin & Juice #2 lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Ahh-haaa
Get your motherfuckin' glass, cus it's a blast from the past
You didn't think would touch it two times nigga
Gin and Juice up in this bitch, yahhh
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, Cus we about to get fucked up in here
Yah (yah), Straight up, Uhmm (uhmm), Yah (yah)
I'm still smokin', driftin', swifta than a mothafucka
Twisted off a cup of that 'ole ignat juice
Heated in the seat cup fulla drank
Beatin' up the block in the dark blue tank
Bullet proof vest on my chest for the cause
Diggin' in my draws for dem muthafuckin' laws
Harrassin' a nigga, blastin' a nigga
I ain't seen shit, so why you askin' nigga
To fucked up off that G-I and juice,
C-I get loose, nigga what chall wanna do
I got a crew, but I choose to roll solo
Especially on Sundays dippin' in my low-low
Convertable top, spot for the glock, I ain't fuckin' with the hen dogg
So toss out the soda pop.
Put my shit on three wheels for thrills
I hit a corner and make sure my drink don't spill, that's real
[Chorus]
Rollin down the street, with heat
Drankin', ???, Sittin' on D's
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies [2X]
Now trip dis', I'm on Interstate 10 fuckin' with this Creole
She said she knows NINO, now stop me loc
Cup of that Gin and Juice, I blank a bitch out
Then turn the bitch out, look here
There ain't no need for you to be wastin' my time
See I picked you up, now I'm gunna stick you up, And dick you up!
Give you what you need, then bring you back down to reality
With that California weed, she seemed trouble at first
And then it got worse, cus now I got my hand up and down her mini-skirt
Twerkin' that shit while riddin' up the highway
Doin' it my way, hella highway, the fly way
Swervin' in another lane, tryin' to maintain
And baby girl steady takin' dick to the brain
Now it ain't no thing, cus she swallowed it up
Then she wanted to take a puff, I said "Look here bitch you've had
enough"
[Chorus x2]
Somebody say, I wanna get fucked up
(Say What, Say What)
Come on, Now
Everybody say, I wanna get fucked up
(What Chew Say, What Chew Say) YAH
I'm hopped by the ice cream shop, The cops saw me, stopped me, heard me
Were's Serv-D, well serve me, since you got that big bad ass dangle
Nigga you know I'm know for havin' that big ass bank
Tryin' to find all your dope, cus your a smoker
I'll find that indo weed even when I'm on the East Coast
Cus times gettin' hard on the boulevard, but I refuse to loose ?!?!?!
Lil' Jimmy's sent me something, I need to cop something
Got Some (Got Some), I know you got some
Nigga stop frontin', get at your boy
Hook it up like Master P (Ughh)
Would it be a tragedy to fill me the best weed
[Chorus x2]
Get your motherfuckin' glass, cus it's a blast from the past
You didn't think would touch it two times nigga
Gin and Juice up in this bitch, yahhh
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, Cus we about to get fucked up in here
Yah (yah), Straight up, Uhmm (uhmm), Yah (yah)
I'm still smokin', driftin', swifta than a mothafucka
Twisted off a cup of that 'ole ignat juice
Heated in the seat cup fulla drank
Beatin' up the block in the dark blue tank
Bullet proof vest on my chest for the cause
Diggin' in my draws for dem muthafuckin' laws
Harrassin' a nigga, blastin' a nigga
I ain't seen shit, so why you askin' nigga
To fucked up off that G-I and juice,
C-I get loose, nigga what chall wanna do
I got a crew, but I choose to roll solo
Especially on Sundays dippin' in my low-low
Convertable top, spot for the glock, I ain't fuckin' with the hen dogg
So toss out the soda pop.
Put my shit on three wheels for thrills
I hit a corner and make sure my drink don't spill, that's real
[Chorus]
Rollin down the street, with heat
Drankin', ???, Sittin' on D's
Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze
Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies [2X]
Now trip dis', I'm on Interstate 10 fuckin' with this Creole
She said she knows NINO, now stop me loc
Cup of that Gin and Juice, I blank a bitch out
Then turn the bitch out, look here
There ain't no need for you to be wastin' my time
See I picked you up, now I'm gunna stick you up, And dick you up!
Give you what you need, then bring you back down to reality
With that California weed, she seemed trouble at first
And then it got worse, cus now I got my hand up and down her mini-skirt
Twerkin' that shit while riddin' up the highway
Doin' it my way, hella highway, the fly way
Swervin' in another lane, tryin' to maintain
And baby girl steady takin' dick to the brain
Now it ain't no thing, cus she swallowed it up
Then she wanted to take a puff, I said "Look here bitch you've had
enough"
[Chorus x2]
Somebody say, I wanna get fucked up
(Say What, Say What)
Come on, Now
Everybody say, I wanna get fucked up
(What Chew Say, What Chew Say) YAH
I'm hopped by the ice cream shop, The cops saw me, stopped me, heard me
Were's Serv-D, well serve me, since you got that big bad ass dangle
Nigga you know I'm know for havin' that big ass bank
Tryin' to find all your dope, cus your a smoker
I'll find that indo weed even when I'm on the East Coast
Cus times gettin' hard on the boulevard, but I refuse to loose ?!?!?!
Lil' Jimmy's sent me something, I need to cop something
Got Some (Got Some), I know you got some
Nigga stop frontin', get at your boy
Hook it up like Master P (Ughh)
Would it be a tragedy to fill me the best weed
[Chorus x2]
Hustle & Ball lyrics - Snoop Dogg
[Snoop Talking]
Yo whats up P
Yeah man these niggas think that I done fell off man
Think my shit done got weak I guess
Shit nigga I been hustlin' grindin' like a motherfucka
I aint went nowhere knowwhatImean?
Shit guess I got to let these niggas know who I am
What I stand for and what I'm about huh
You feel me check this out BITCH!!
[Chorus]
whats my motherfucking name
Snoop Dogg
What I like to do
you like to hustle and ball
[x4]
[Snoop]
I get up early in the mourning and begin my mission
Brush my teeth then I creeps to the kitchen
Cook some bacon and eggs and put some braids in my head
Stash this pound, put the shit down then I head
To the spot thats hot, fuck a fed
I gotta clock this knot ya heard what I said
Im taking penitentiary chances, dancin with the devil
Im in it to win it for No Limit nigga next level
A whole lot of y'all niggas out there walk around dead here take this
shovel
Dig your own grave, your pushin on them pebbles
Stand out there on that corner long enough and watch what happen
Quit yappin about what you aint got and get crackin now thats what
happenin
Aint no body give me shit I took it
Nigga stright now but I started off croocked
Now look at all the shit I been through and I'm 'fen to
Get what I gotta get cause I'm just stright down for this shit
Now
[Chorus x4]
They say money is the key to end all your woes
Thats probably why I love it and cant stand them hoes
I chop trees with G's and take trips over seas
And pack a nine all the time and thats for all my enimies
What y'all thought, I cant get cought
It aint my mothfucking fault they call mister seasonig salt
I'm bringing Gangsta shit to this No Limit click
I'm way down south in a house and I'm bangin this shit
I got gold around my neck that will never ever fade
Rolex watch on my wrist nigga getting paid
Thats all I live fo , you dig it
Game is to be sold not to be told thats what my nigga P said can you
feel it
What y'all niggas knockin me fo and watching me fo
While your bitch jocking me and clocking this doe
Boy that sound like the old Snoop Dogg, shit I'm trying to get paid
Papered up and trying to ball y'all feel me
Avoiding the snitches and the and the bitches too
And the fake ass snake ass niggas which is you nigga fuck you
I buck you you I stick you I stuck you
I love making that music that y'all niggas say y'all drugs to
[Chorus]
[Snoop Talking]
Bow-wow
Game reconize game
Now you know how a gangsta gangsta
You how a hustler hustle
And you know how a baller balls
Thats what you get when you fucking with Snoop Dogg
Stright up '98 No Limit records
You feel me thats real ha ha yeah
Hustle & Ball Thats all we do
All the real hustlers out there gone and give it up
Yeah get your money money get your money
Keep your heat get your money money
Yo whats up P
Yeah man these niggas think that I done fell off man
Think my shit done got weak I guess
Shit nigga I been hustlin' grindin' like a motherfucka
I aint went nowhere knowwhatImean?
Shit guess I got to let these niggas know who I am
What I stand for and what I'm about huh
You feel me check this out BITCH!!
[Chorus]
whats my motherfucking name
Snoop Dogg
What I like to do
you like to hustle and ball
[x4]
[Snoop]
I get up early in the mourning and begin my mission
Brush my teeth then I creeps to the kitchen
Cook some bacon and eggs and put some braids in my head
Stash this pound, put the shit down then I head
To the spot thats hot, fuck a fed
I gotta clock this knot ya heard what I said
Im taking penitentiary chances, dancin with the devil
Im in it to win it for No Limit nigga next level
A whole lot of y'all niggas out there walk around dead here take this
shovel
Dig your own grave, your pushin on them pebbles
Stand out there on that corner long enough and watch what happen
Quit yappin about what you aint got and get crackin now thats what
happenin
Aint no body give me shit I took it
Nigga stright now but I started off croocked
Now look at all the shit I been through and I'm 'fen to
Get what I gotta get cause I'm just stright down for this shit
Now
[Chorus x4]
They say money is the key to end all your woes
Thats probably why I love it and cant stand them hoes
I chop trees with G's and take trips over seas
And pack a nine all the time and thats for all my enimies
What y'all thought, I cant get cought
It aint my mothfucking fault they call mister seasonig salt
I'm bringing Gangsta shit to this No Limit click
I'm way down south in a house and I'm bangin this shit
I got gold around my neck that will never ever fade
Rolex watch on my wrist nigga getting paid
Thats all I live fo , you dig it
Game is to be sold not to be told thats what my nigga P said can you
feel it
What y'all niggas knockin me fo and watching me fo
While your bitch jocking me and clocking this doe
Boy that sound like the old Snoop Dogg, shit I'm trying to get paid
Papered up and trying to ball y'all feel me
Avoiding the snitches and the and the bitches too
And the fake ass snake ass niggas which is you nigga fuck you
I buck you you I stick you I stuck you
I love making that music that y'all niggas say y'all drugs to
[Chorus]
[Snoop Talking]
Bow-wow
Game reconize game
Now you know how a gangsta gangsta
You how a hustler hustle
And you know how a baller balls
Thats what you get when you fucking with Snoop Dogg
Stright up '98 No Limit records
You feel me thats real ha ha yeah
Hustle & Ball Thats all we do
All the real hustlers out there gone and give it up
Yeah get your money money get your money
Keep your heat get your money money
Don't Let Go lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Uh.
Yea.
(Don't Let Go)
Life, life
(Don't Let Go)
I'm the coldest of the coldest, the dopest of the dopest
The smoothest of the smoothest and locest of the locest
The whole world on point for this new joint that I just put together
So kindly, and you can find on the coast with the most lambs
High post, plain coast with a bunch thug niggas, drug dealers
Project fools, C-Murder past dem tools
Shit I'm bout to make these motherfuckers get up
I draw the line between yours and mine
And make sure you dont get lit up
Hit ha on the motha fickin set when dip
Dogg pound mutha Fuckin gangsta crew
Split wigs for a livin everydays thanksgiving
Mutha fuck yall rides, we slides we dippin
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr. Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and Fiend
Nigga dont be trippin, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Soulja Slim nigga , he known for dippin
Wassup
(Don't let go)
If you love ta bang bang
And the rap game is just like the dope game
The minute you forget it, forget it you finished
Them niggas know when you aint with it
Thats when they get ignent
(Don't let go)
Like a twista, like a twista, get twisted with this
It seems its on, but its off, I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)
Like a twista like a twista get twisted with this
It seems its on but its off I keep missing this shit
I'm high but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't Let Go)
It's worth to hang on for life
for life (Don't let go)
Its worth the hang on (Don't Let Go)
Yea
What
What
(Life life)
Check this out
I'm the hardest of the hardest
The realest of the realest
But see I dont fuck nothin but G's ballers and killers
So pardon my expression G
If yo bitch is seen wit one of my niggas in the clik
You best believe she done ate a gangsta dick
And you cant fault my niggas for dat
We just a bunch of thug niggas, ex drug dealers
The kind of gangsta ass niggas that your bitch love niggas
Don't so that to urself cuz I'm a tell you right now they plug niggas
They slug niggas
Now if yo bitch way out of line
Because when I steppin to Doggy Dogg you better take your time
Cause out on a limb fuckin with Slim
And you dont even know that cuz aint nobody told you that
We need you to show em dat (Don't let go)
Cuz I'm a pistol strappin car jackin hoe slappin MC
I dont know why all yall bitches is fuckin with me
Fuck all my enemies, and chasin cheese with cheese
Circuit tapes with cd's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and Tupac was too real
Niggas had homies with heat on the street and he got killed
How the fuck did that happen I thought yall niggas was rappin
Shit but in this real world shit, murder thnags keep crackin
Besides drive bys and kiddnapping
Shit when u head up out the door foget the four four
Never leave home with out it
Now why dog, niggas everywhere gettin rowdy and bout it
And don't doubt it, real violence aside and dont forget it
Its like I said When you ain't with it niggas get ignent
(Don't let go)
Like a twista, like a twista, get twisted with dis
It seems its on but its off I keep missing this shit
I'm high but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)
Its hard to hang on
I try I try
Life life
(Don't Let Go)
Yea
(Don't Let Go)
Yea.
(Don't Let Go)
Life, life
(Don't Let Go)
I'm the coldest of the coldest, the dopest of the dopest
The smoothest of the smoothest and locest of the locest
The whole world on point for this new joint that I just put together
So kindly, and you can find on the coast with the most lambs
High post, plain coast with a bunch thug niggas, drug dealers
Project fools, C-Murder past dem tools
Shit I'm bout to make these motherfuckers get up
I draw the line between yours and mine
And make sure you dont get lit up
Hit ha on the motha fickin set when dip
Dogg pound mutha Fuckin gangsta crew
Split wigs for a livin everydays thanksgiving
Mutha fuck yall rides, we slides we dippin
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr. Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and Fiend
Nigga dont be trippin, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Soulja Slim nigga , he known for dippin
Wassup
(Don't let go)
If you love ta bang bang
And the rap game is just like the dope game
The minute you forget it, forget it you finished
Them niggas know when you aint with it
Thats when they get ignent
(Don't let go)
Like a twista, like a twista, get twisted with this
It seems its on, but its off, I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)
Like a twista like a twista get twisted with this
It seems its on but its off I keep missing this shit
I'm high but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't Let Go)
It's worth to hang on for life
for life (Don't let go)
Its worth the hang on (Don't Let Go)
Yea
What
What
(Life life)
Check this out
I'm the hardest of the hardest
The realest of the realest
But see I dont fuck nothin but G's ballers and killers
So pardon my expression G
If yo bitch is seen wit one of my niggas in the clik
You best believe she done ate a gangsta dick
And you cant fault my niggas for dat
We just a bunch of thug niggas, ex drug dealers
The kind of gangsta ass niggas that your bitch love niggas
Don't so that to urself cuz I'm a tell you right now they plug niggas
They slug niggas
Now if yo bitch way out of line
Because when I steppin to Doggy Dogg you better take your time
Cause out on a limb fuckin with Slim
And you dont even know that cuz aint nobody told you that
We need you to show em dat (Don't let go)
Cuz I'm a pistol strappin car jackin hoe slappin MC
I dont know why all yall bitches is fuckin with me
Fuck all my enemies, and chasin cheese with cheese
Circuit tapes with cd's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and Tupac was too real
Niggas had homies with heat on the street and he got killed
How the fuck did that happen I thought yall niggas was rappin
Shit but in this real world shit, murder thnags keep crackin
Besides drive bys and kiddnapping
Shit when u head up out the door foget the four four
Never leave home with out it
Now why dog, niggas everywhere gettin rowdy and bout it
And don't doubt it, real violence aside and dont forget it
Its like I said When you ain't with it niggas get ignent
(Don't let go)
Like a twista, like a twista, get twisted with dis
It seems its on but its off I keep missing this shit
I'm high but I try to stay focused wide eye
Lookin dead at the chips, I blink, they dip
(Don't let go)
Its hard to hang on
I try I try
Life life
(Don't Let Go)
Yea
(Don't Let Go)
Tru Tank Dogs lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Mystikal)
[Mystikal talking]
We been holding back to motherfukin long
Nigga fuck the dumb shit
It's time to represent nigga
It's time to represent nigga
It's time to let you niggas know man
[Mystikal]
I'm the conscious in the toolbox that's coming for the carpenter
I'm the mirror and the comb clipping the scissors that come from the
barber they think i'm the godfather
I'm one of the brand new number 2 pencils out the pencil sharpener
I'm the scarlet water out the delta faucet
I'm the rhyming I'm the artist
I'm vomit in the toilet
I'm the comet when it charges
I'm the drama in New Orleans
I'm the vegetables that grow in the garden
All the weeds, dope,coke and alcohol at the parties
I'm the M.I.C.H.A.E.L Tyler
I'm the loud blackka, blackka, wakka, wakka coming from behind yah
I'm the stitches of the shirt that make the polo man trill inside the
Timberland
I'm the bells on trigger man
Who? me that's who
I'm the voice in the microphone coming from the booth
I'm the ground when you think
I'm the file on the shank
I'm the pile in the bank
I'm the round off the tank
[Chorus Mystikal and Snoop]
I'm that nigga Mystikal
And I'm the Dogg
That's that nigga
I like to hustle and ball
We them niggas
Yeah tru tank dogs
They them niggas
You don't want to fuck wit at all [repeat 1X]
Knuckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga
If you sleeping I'm sneaking buckle up nigga
Knuckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga
If you sleeping I'm trippin buckle up nigga
[Snoop Dogg]
I'm in a club in New Orleans
Just got finished eating a batch of chicken wings with some collard
greens
I'm down south in the house straight turning it out
Got bitches in my face and I can slap they mouth
With all the shit that they be tweaking
Nigga be speaking
Game leaking, but I'm streaking
Snoop Dogg ain't leaking
My game tough and tight
See ain't nothing like
This G-shit nigga
LBC shit nigga
I'm feeling I'ma fall of in this club tonight
Where my old lady at, I'm trying to find a fight
In this motherfucker mad drunk, stupid and shit
Ready to take off on this moteherfuckin' trick ass bitch
Old pussy ass nigga looking at me strange
like he don't know what gang i claim
I'ma doggpound gangsta till i fall off the planet
God damnit, don't take it for granted biatch
[Chorus repeat 2X]
Biatch get your ming right mind right, get your mind right repeat [4X]
Boot up, or shut up
Pussy ass nigga
Put your set up,or shut up
bitch ass nigga repeat [3X]
Where they at ho repeat [6X]
We been holding back to motherfukin long
Nigga fuck the dumb shit
It's time to represent nigga
It's time to represent nigga
It's time to let you niggas know man
[Mystikal]
I'm the conscious in the toolbox that's coming for the carpenter
I'm the mirror and the comb clipping the scissors that come from the
barber they think i'm the godfather
I'm one of the brand new number 2 pencils out the pencil sharpener
I'm the scarlet water out the delta faucet
I'm the rhyming I'm the artist
I'm vomit in the toilet
I'm the comet when it charges
I'm the drama in New Orleans
I'm the vegetables that grow in the garden
All the weeds, dope,coke and alcohol at the parties
I'm the M.I.C.H.A.E.L Tyler
I'm the loud blackka, blackka, wakka, wakka coming from behind yah
I'm the stitches of the shirt that make the polo man trill inside the
Timberland
I'm the bells on trigger man
Who? me that's who
I'm the voice in the microphone coming from the booth
I'm the ground when you think
I'm the file on the shank
I'm the pile in the bank
I'm the round off the tank
[Chorus Mystikal and Snoop]
I'm that nigga Mystikal
And I'm the Dogg
That's that nigga
I like to hustle and ball
We them niggas
Yeah tru tank dogs
They them niggas
You don't want to fuck wit at all [repeat 1X]
Knuckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga
If you sleeping I'm sneaking buckle up nigga
Knuckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga
If you sleeping I'm trippin buckle up nigga
[Snoop Dogg]
I'm in a club in New Orleans
Just got finished eating a batch of chicken wings with some collard
greens
I'm down south in the house straight turning it out
Got bitches in my face and I can slap they mouth
With all the shit that they be tweaking
Nigga be speaking
Game leaking, but I'm streaking
Snoop Dogg ain't leaking
My game tough and tight
See ain't nothing like
This G-shit nigga
LBC shit nigga
I'm feeling I'ma fall of in this club tonight
Where my old lady at, I'm trying to find a fight
In this motherfucker mad drunk, stupid and shit
Ready to take off on this moteherfuckin' trick ass bitch
Old pussy ass nigga looking at me strange
like he don't know what gang i claim
I'ma doggpound gangsta till i fall off the planet
God damnit, don't take it for granted biatch
[Chorus repeat 2X]
Biatch get your ming right mind right, get your mind right repeat [4X]
Boot up, or shut up
Pussy ass nigga
Put your set up,or shut up
bitch ass nigga repeat [3X]
Where they at ho repeat [6X]
What Cha Gon Do? lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Master P)
[Master P]
Yo Snoop nigga.
[Snoop Dogg]
What's happenin?
[Master P]
I think I just seen the dog catcher around.
[Snoop Dogg]
Nigga what?
[Master P]
It go a little somethin like this here.
[Snoop Dogg]
Like this, woof woof.
[Master P]
Like this here, ya heard me?
Chorus
[Master P]
Watcha goin do when we come for you
[Master P/Snoop Dogg]
If you a dog you better not run (Uhhhhh!) [x2]
[Snoop Dogg]
See I'm tired of being broke, I like to smoke
I love the west coast but I need a vacation bro
I took me a ride down south
I see the dog into bigger and better thing yall know what I'm talkin bout
The game is to be sold, not to be told
I'm a No Limit soldier and I'm off parole
Nigga, let's put the pieces to the puzzle
Now, every nigga that you hate would hate your cousin or your brother
Nigga, let's keep it real
Keep your eyes on your enemies cause some niggas kill
And the bitches, they'll break ya
Keep your dick in your pants nigga, cause they'll play ya
Keep your dogs in the house
Trill niggas from the street (woof woof) know what I'm talkin bout
Never bite the hand that feeds you
Cause you never know when your dog might need you
[Chorus x4]
[Snoop Dogg]
Went from halves to wholes, from wood to marble floors
Fuckin with hoodrats to top notch hoes
In my Rolls with the sunroof top
I told you hoes that Snoop Dogg won't stop
Tick tock, we got shit locked (say what)
Goddamn it feel good to be sittin on top
So let's toast to the gin and juice and champaigne
Welcome to my world and Snoop is the name
Nigga, and pass me the green sticky
We only fuckin with the real nigga, you aint gotta lie to kick it
Cause we aint picky if you lick it
Or stick it, girl is you down with this quicky
I gotta show to do in Europe and one in Japan
So when you see me on stage Snoop Dogg is the name
Nigga, yeah, that's real, huh
Whatch yall gonna do when we come for you
[Chorus x4]
Yo Snoop nigga.
[Snoop Dogg]
What's happenin?
[Master P]
I think I just seen the dog catcher around.
[Snoop Dogg]
Nigga what?
[Master P]
It go a little somethin like this here.
[Snoop Dogg]
Like this, woof woof.
[Master P]
Like this here, ya heard me?
Chorus
[Master P]
Watcha goin do when we come for you
[Master P/Snoop Dogg]
If you a dog you better not run (Uhhhhh!) [x2]
[Snoop Dogg]
See I'm tired of being broke, I like to smoke
I love the west coast but I need a vacation bro
I took me a ride down south
I see the dog into bigger and better thing yall know what I'm talkin bout
The game is to be sold, not to be told
I'm a No Limit soldier and I'm off parole
Nigga, let's put the pieces to the puzzle
Now, every nigga that you hate would hate your cousin or your brother
Nigga, let's keep it real
Keep your eyes on your enemies cause some niggas kill
And the bitches, they'll break ya
Keep your dick in your pants nigga, cause they'll play ya
Keep your dogs in the house
Trill niggas from the street (woof woof) know what I'm talkin bout
Never bite the hand that feeds you
Cause you never know when your dog might need you
[Chorus x4]
[Snoop Dogg]
Went from halves to wholes, from wood to marble floors
Fuckin with hoodrats to top notch hoes
In my Rolls with the sunroof top
I told you hoes that Snoop Dogg won't stop
Tick tock, we got shit locked (say what)
Goddamn it feel good to be sittin on top
So let's toast to the gin and juice and champaigne
Welcome to my world and Snoop is the name
Nigga, and pass me the green sticky
We only fuckin with the real nigga, you aint gotta lie to kick it
Cause we aint picky if you lick it
Or stick it, girl is you down with this quicky
I gotta show to do in Europe and one in Japan
So when you see me on stage Snoop Dogg is the name
Nigga, yeah, that's real, huh
Whatch yall gonna do when we come for you
[Chorus x4]
20 Dollars To My Name lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Fiend, Soulja Slim, Silkk the Shocker)
Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars shit
Check this out
[Snoop Dogg]
Nigga 20 dollars to my name
Deep in this dice game
I dust off my knees
I fucked off two g's
Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glock
Why? so I can rob every known dope spot
I'm having hard times, grit, and grind
Shit I'm tyring to get mine
Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way that shit goes
Gotta keep your hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a down bitch for when your money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot'em up till they come out
I'm blowing in the wind
It feels good my friend
Silkk brought the Gin & Juice and my nigga chipped in
I'm amongst killers with a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the same time i love to smoke
But if I wasn't in this rap game
Would a nigga Snoop Dogg have 20 dollars to his name
[Chorus Fiend]
Now 20 dollars to my name in this game of drugs
And the only thing we now is gan bangers and thugs
If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat
[Fiend]
I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic rocket
Gotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostage
Let'em now this itch of my finger is worser than jock itch
Extended glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip, stop this
Cold blooded killing for ??? this
Soda couldn't rock this
chop a shelf when i drop this
My ??? can't chop this
The hunger that I hold
Setting here wondering should I take it from his soul
See this here with a hole
Allowed that silencer to blow
And took motherfuckin' lives for less than twenty before
[Soulja Slim]
Now with this last 20 dollars I might buy me some douja
Because that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga sober
I seen my nigga nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and rock a rental cadillac
He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm flossin
He sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you flossin
And I'm bossin, and tossin'em up at the same time
So if you thinking about with me it'll be your death in ???
And why put your life in danger over 20 dollars, that's all I got
And my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it ain't worth being
shot
[Chorus]
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now look, I'm fresh up out of jail it feels goo to be on the outside
I had 120 dollars, but i spent a 100 on my ride
Now the only thing I got left is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want front me some motherfuckin' caine
I told him weed charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I gotta be on some murder one shit
Some slum shit
Some out the projects dumb shit
some weed and blunt shit
Some I don't give a fuck shit, where it from shit
Some penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun
shit
Now I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get more
So I tell nigga hit the floor I'm about to pull a motherfuckin' kick
door
Now whether it's rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting
Y'all call me down??? do get scared I ain't flipped till my guns smoking
It be a hustle just to eat
And it be hard on these streets
Gotta get my hustle on
Got 20 dollars y'all now that shit don't last long picture this
Check this out
[Snoop Dogg]
Nigga 20 dollars to my name
Deep in this dice game
I dust off my knees
I fucked off two g's
Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glock
Why? so I can rob every known dope spot
I'm having hard times, grit, and grind
Shit I'm tyring to get mine
Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way that shit goes
Gotta keep your hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a down bitch for when your money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot'em up till they come out
I'm blowing in the wind
It feels good my friend
Silkk brought the Gin & Juice and my nigga chipped in
I'm amongst killers with a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the same time i love to smoke
But if I wasn't in this rap game
Would a nigga Snoop Dogg have 20 dollars to his name
[Chorus Fiend]
Now 20 dollars to my name in this game of drugs
And the only thing we now is gan bangers and thugs
If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat
[Fiend]
I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic rocket
Gotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostage
Let'em now this itch of my finger is worser than jock itch
Extended glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip, stop this
Cold blooded killing for ??? this
Soda couldn't rock this
chop a shelf when i drop this
My ??? can't chop this
The hunger that I hold
Setting here wondering should I take it from his soul
See this here with a hole
Allowed that silencer to blow
And took motherfuckin' lives for less than twenty before
[Soulja Slim]
Now with this last 20 dollars I might buy me some douja
Because that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga sober
I seen my nigga nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and rock a rental cadillac
He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm flossin
He sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you flossin
And I'm bossin, and tossin'em up at the same time
So if you thinking about with me it'll be your death in ???
And why put your life in danger over 20 dollars, that's all I got
And my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it ain't worth being
shot
[Chorus]
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now look, I'm fresh up out of jail it feels goo to be on the outside
I had 120 dollars, but i spent a 100 on my ride
Now the only thing I got left is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want front me some motherfuckin' caine
I told him weed charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I gotta be on some murder one shit
Some slum shit
Some out the projects dumb shit
some weed and blunt shit
Some I don't give a fuck shit, where it from shit
Some penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun
shit
Now I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get more
So I tell nigga hit the floor I'm about to pull a motherfuckin' kick
door
Now whether it's rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting
Y'all call me down??? do get scared I ain't flipped till my guns smoking
It be a hustle just to eat
And it be hard on these streets
Gotta get my hustle on
Got 20 dollars y'all now that shit don't last long picture this
D.O.G.'s Get Lonely 2 lyrics - Snoop Dogg
[Snoop Talking]
What's up baby can I get with you?
Its called dogs get lonely 2
Bow-wow
[Chorus]
I dont give a damn, what your homies say
You don't stay on me, your always out to play
Your so hard to find, seems your shaking me
D.O.G.'s we get lonely
[Snoop]
Look here babygirl D.O.G.'s we get lonely
You can ask all my homies, all D.P.G. got tenderoni's
Now when we on the road trying to get this paper
and phone call away is what you say
But some times you got to find time to get up
to get out and get away You feel me
Now all I want to do is stay real and stay true
I'm trying to have a little something, and keep you satisfied, but
(when) my homeboys say its time to ride then I'm a ride
See I'm a gangsta I'm a always be a gangsta you cant change me
Dispite at night I might get lonely ya heard me come and serve me
I'd love to take you to the mall
buy you a little somthing go to the movies too
If thats what you want to do, thats what you trying to do
thats what we going to do
Now I'm a put you on a back burner
cause I got to get this cheese with my crew
But baby momma full of drama aint that right
D.A.Z. dog's get lonely too
Now you knew the dog was dangerous and you took it
You got good loving
You hook me up a good meal
but you still couldnt hook me
Let me stop lying, I'm trying to be too cool, I shaking the real
All my homies do y'all know D.O.G.'s can get lonely too thats real
[Chorus x2]
[Snoop Talking]
Yo yo check this out baby
Im not even going to rap on this one
I'm not I'm not much of a rapper at all
But check this out I'm a put this P.I. down to you real small
I mean I got to get this money I'm out here hanging with my homeboys
We do what we do we been doing this
before I even met you you know what I'm saying
Times get hard my homies gone be there I know you there for me
I know you want to do those things that
that a women supposed to do for a nigga like me
I mean when I get lonely I'm a holler at you
You gone be there for me
Thats real
[Chorus x2]
What's up baby can I get with you?
Its called dogs get lonely 2
Bow-wow
[Chorus]
I dont give a damn, what your homies say
You don't stay on me, your always out to play
Your so hard to find, seems your shaking me
D.O.G.'s we get lonely
[Snoop]
Look here babygirl D.O.G.'s we get lonely
You can ask all my homies, all D.P.G. got tenderoni's
Now when we on the road trying to get this paper
and phone call away is what you say
But some times you got to find time to get up
to get out and get away You feel me
Now all I want to do is stay real and stay true
I'm trying to have a little something, and keep you satisfied, but
(when) my homeboys say its time to ride then I'm a ride
See I'm a gangsta I'm a always be a gangsta you cant change me
Dispite at night I might get lonely ya heard me come and serve me
I'd love to take you to the mall
buy you a little somthing go to the movies too
If thats what you want to do, thats what you trying to do
thats what we going to do
Now I'm a put you on a back burner
cause I got to get this cheese with my crew
But baby momma full of drama aint that right
D.A.Z. dog's get lonely too
Now you knew the dog was dangerous and you took it
You got good loving
You hook me up a good meal
but you still couldnt hook me
Let me stop lying, I'm trying to be too cool, I shaking the real
All my homies do y'all know D.O.G.'s can get lonely too thats real
[Chorus x2]
[Snoop Talking]
Yo yo check this out baby
Im not even going to rap on this one
I'm not I'm not much of a rapper at all
But check this out I'm a put this P.I. down to you real small
I mean I got to get this money I'm out here hanging with my homeboys
We do what we do we been doing this
before I even met you you know what I'm saying
Times get hard my homies gone be there I know you there for me
I know you want to do those things that
that a women supposed to do for a nigga like me
I mean when I get lonely I'm a holler at you
You gone be there for me
Thats real
[Chorus x2]
Ain't Nut'in Personal lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. C-Murder, Silkk The Shocker)
Kill kill kill
[Snoop]
How many killas you got on your mother fuckin pay roll nigga?
Snoop Dogg, C-Murder, and Silkk the Shocker
No limit (biatch)
[C-Murder]
Nigga nigga I'ma rida
Ride with G's
And ship keys over seas by the three's
Keep an eye on my enemies
Snoop and Silkk
In da back of the Lac
With that AK
In da blue tint, with a infer-red
Mother fucker gonna die tonight
That's why I smoke weed, get high tonight
Cuz I'ma No Limit soldier
With TRU datted in blood
I went to jail for years, for movin, burnin da drugs
Murda murda, kill kill
If you put me in danger
I aint trippin noo
No limit niggaz no strangers
I'ma tank representer till im history
Making playa hatas into a mother fucking memory
So throw'em up if you a soldier
And Snoop Dogg pass tha mother fucking dolja
I know you mother fucking feel me
C-murder aint gonna die, till a bitch nigga kill me
[Chorus x2]
Kill-kill-kill
Murda-murda-murda
Ain't nut'in personal tru
See it's all about respect
Kill-kill-kill
Murda-murda-murda
Im never got slippin
Keep my heat on the dash
[Snoop]
Now, how many niggaz you know that can fuck around
And die and come back
They get hooked up with the number one rap label
And rap, like that
Shit I can't be duplicated
But I'm highly playa hated
And I been reinstated
And I thank god that I finally made it
Fated many niggas, just to get one back
Remember im that young nigga
That put gangsta rap on the map
Never craps, only five duices
Mix that moet, white star, with them orange juices
I hang out with real niggas
Like Silkk and C-Murder
TRU niggas, do niggas
Like you niggas
Ghetto ass, lower class
Never hesitate to blast
And im so serious about my hustlin
Gots to have my cash
Can you imagin if I was broke
Shit I wouldn't be bustin no raps
Id have my strap, running up in your door
Takin all your dough and your gold and your cars
Cuz big snoop Dogg, Aint no mother fucking rap star
See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)
And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and I rock
Im draped in my army fatigue
Blowing on green trees
In the navigator, and keep the heat for them playa hatas
[Chorus x2]
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now look at murda, murda, murda
And this kill, kill, kill
This shits real
Stay strapped and capped, to get pealed
And mama always told me
If you aint down to ride with god
Down to die with god
You aint no mother fucking soldier
No limit datted on my back and my stomach
Cuz ima mother fucking fool
Uhhh, show me love
Cuz when I make music with thugs, I make moves
Well im coming out hard
I was coming out large
Seen this guy named van
I bring the pain
Look everybody coming out stars
See now me, C, and Snoop in da coupe
In da house thinking about loop
I told niggas
Rap shit isnt bad, I blast'em, So I ask'em, I shoot
Just a young nigga bout raising hell and makin mail
If you a trip
I told you I was making this shit on bail (that's cool)
Back up nigga, cant flame that shit like drugs
And see ima nigga, im gonna hang like a nigga
Bang that shit like it was crips and bloods
Now deal weed nigga
Strapped up in my fatigue
Cant hold me down
Don't even trip my nigga Snoop
If you a soldier now
Do what ya think bitch
For this tank bitch
I stay quick and work
And I got No Limit scattered on my fucking forehead
That's why I do so much dirt
[Snoop]
How many killas you got on your mother fuckin pay roll nigga?
Snoop Dogg, C-Murder, and Silkk the Shocker
No limit (biatch)
[C-Murder]
Nigga nigga I'ma rida
Ride with G's
And ship keys over seas by the three's
Keep an eye on my enemies
Snoop and Silkk
In da back of the Lac
With that AK
In da blue tint, with a infer-red
Mother fucker gonna die tonight
That's why I smoke weed, get high tonight
Cuz I'ma No Limit soldier
With TRU datted in blood
I went to jail for years, for movin, burnin da drugs
Murda murda, kill kill
If you put me in danger
I aint trippin noo
No limit niggaz no strangers
I'ma tank representer till im history
Making playa hatas into a mother fucking memory
So throw'em up if you a soldier
And Snoop Dogg pass tha mother fucking dolja
I know you mother fucking feel me
C-murder aint gonna die, till a bitch nigga kill me
[Chorus x2]
Kill-kill-kill
Murda-murda-murda
Ain't nut'in personal tru
See it's all about respect
Kill-kill-kill
Murda-murda-murda
Im never got slippin
Keep my heat on the dash
[Snoop]
Now, how many niggaz you know that can fuck around
And die and come back
They get hooked up with the number one rap label
And rap, like that
Shit I can't be duplicated
But I'm highly playa hated
And I been reinstated
And I thank god that I finally made it
Fated many niggas, just to get one back
Remember im that young nigga
That put gangsta rap on the map
Never craps, only five duices
Mix that moet, white star, with them orange juices
I hang out with real niggas
Like Silkk and C-Murder
TRU niggas, do niggas
Like you niggas
Ghetto ass, lower class
Never hesitate to blast
And im so serious about my hustlin
Gots to have my cash
Can you imagin if I was broke
Shit I wouldn't be bustin no raps
Id have my strap, running up in your door
Takin all your dough and your gold and your cars
Cuz big snoop Dogg, Aint no mother fucking rap star
See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)
And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and I rock
Im draped in my army fatigue
Blowing on green trees
In the navigator, and keep the heat for them playa hatas
[Chorus x2]
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now look at murda, murda, murda
And this kill, kill, kill
This shits real
Stay strapped and capped, to get pealed
And mama always told me
If you aint down to ride with god
Down to die with god
You aint no mother fucking soldier
No limit datted on my back and my stomach
Cuz ima mother fucking fool
Uhhh, show me love
Cuz when I make music with thugs, I make moves
Well im coming out hard
I was coming out large
Seen this guy named van
I bring the pain
Look everybody coming out stars
See now me, C, and Snoop in da coupe
In da house thinking about loop
I told niggas
Rap shit isnt bad, I blast'em, So I ask'em, I shoot
Just a young nigga bout raising hell and makin mail
If you a trip
I told you I was making this shit on bail (that's cool)
Back up nigga, cant flame that shit like drugs
And see ima nigga, im gonna hang like a nigga
Bang that shit like it was crips and bloods
Now deal weed nigga
Strapped up in my fatigue
Cant hold me down
Don't even trip my nigga Snoop
If you a soldier now
Do what ya think bitch
For this tank bitch
I stay quick and work
And I got No Limit scattered on my fucking forehead
That's why I do so much dirt
DP Gangsta lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. C-Murder, Eddie Griffin)
[Eddie Talking]
This is a service public announcement going out to all the paper haters
Now sure sure sure your broke sure sure sure your having problems
Food stamps didn't come on time and the lights have been cut off
But look here
[Snoop]
Here's a little something about a nigga like me
I never should have been let out the penitentiary
Snoop Dogg would like to say
That I'm a crazy motherfucker when I'm playing with my AK
Since I was a youth I smoked weed out
Now I'm that motherfucker y'all read about
Smoking you and your crew, taking a life or two
You dont like how I'm living well fuck you
This is my gang nigga No Limit
My nigga C will fuck you up in a minute
With the pow pow bang bang and your dead
And then we stamp that tank on your forehead
Everywhere we go they say "DAMN"
Them gangstas they be fucking up the program
And then you realize we dont care
We dont just say no we to busy saying yeah
About drinking straight out the ???? bottle
Do I look like a motherfucking role model
To a kid looking up to me
Shit life aint nothing but weed and money
Shit I'm that type of nigga that's quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I'll put my foot in your ass
I dont give a fuck cause I keep selling
Yo what the fuck are the yelling
[Chorus x2]
Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the yelling
Niggas living rowdy and stay bout it bout it
Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the selling
Bitches want to buy it cause they love that straight G shit
[Snoop]
Homies all standing around just hanging
Some dope dealing some gang banging
We decide to roll a week deep
Seen a nigga on Dayton so we creep
Real slow, in you before you know
I had my double pointing at his window
He got scared and hit the gas
Right then I knew I had to smoke his ass
He kept rolling I jumped in the bucket
We couldn't catch him so I said fuck it
Then we headed right back to ????
Sweating all the bitches in the dazzy dukes
We couldn't no play from the ladies
With seven niggas in a Nav is you crazy
She was scared and it was showing
So we all said "FUCK YOU BITCH" and kept rolling
To the hood now we was 'fen to
Find something else to get into
Like some pussy or in fact
Getting rowdy, shit but we caught the rat pack
On a nigga cold nutting it off
Snoop Dogg gets ignorant when I'm fucking with my tank dogs
I might stumble and still wont lose
Now I'm draped in my gangsta blue's
Cause I'm the type of nigga who's quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I'll blast your ass
See I dont give a fuck cause I keep bailing
Yo what the fuck are they yelling
[Chorus x1]
[Snoop Talking]
Hol hold on Craig B cut that shit man
Man fuck that we need some gangsta in this motherfucker some other that
south shit know what I'm saying
Some of that shit from the thiz-ird ya heard me
[Snoop]
Here's another gangsta down to ride
A T-shirt and Levi's is his only disguise
He represents the tank but yet hard to hit
Snoop Dogg and C-Murder with this gangsta shit
[C-Murder]
Well I'm C-Murder the one he talking about
Nigga tried to play me close and got punched in the mouth
Fed's tried to get me you know they some haters
I said "See you later" jumped in the Navigator
With the $50's in the back with the navy blue top
TRU niggas on the scene with the triple beam
Cause I'm the C fool I slang and Snoop bang
And I'll smoke a motherfucker like it aint no thing
To all my bitches, I know your jocking my crew
[Girls]
We want to fuck you C
[C-Murder]
I want to fuck you too
You see No Limit niggas dont take no shit
So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking with
Cause I'm the type of nigga that's quick to blast
If you fuck with me, I'm a smoke your ass
I dont give a fuck cause No Limit stay selling
Yo what the fuck are they yelling
[Chorus x1]
[Eddie Talking]
If you'd of just stay down and been a motherfuckers real partner you
wouldn't have had tat problem
But seeing as you want to jump ship and you thought the ship would sink
a motherfucker without turning into a submarine, went under water came
back up with a periscope looking at your bitch ass
Now you have no paper, and now you on a paper caper
Now you coming up to my face and your saying "Hey can I hangout" I say
no cause you aint got no clout bitch get out
Now I'm tired of all you silly as motherfucking paper chasing hoes
Uhh this has been a public service announcement from No Limit Records
In the Doggy Dogg world
This is a service public announcement going out to all the paper haters
Now sure sure sure your broke sure sure sure your having problems
Food stamps didn't come on time and the lights have been cut off
But look here
[Snoop]
Here's a little something about a nigga like me
I never should have been let out the penitentiary
Snoop Dogg would like to say
That I'm a crazy motherfucker when I'm playing with my AK
Since I was a youth I smoked weed out
Now I'm that motherfucker y'all read about
Smoking you and your crew, taking a life or two
You dont like how I'm living well fuck you
This is my gang nigga No Limit
My nigga C will fuck you up in a minute
With the pow pow bang bang and your dead
And then we stamp that tank on your forehead
Everywhere we go they say "DAMN"
Them gangstas they be fucking up the program
And then you realize we dont care
We dont just say no we to busy saying yeah
About drinking straight out the ???? bottle
Do I look like a motherfucking role model
To a kid looking up to me
Shit life aint nothing but weed and money
Shit I'm that type of nigga that's quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I'll put my foot in your ass
I dont give a fuck cause I keep selling
Yo what the fuck are the yelling
[Chorus x2]
Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the yelling
Niggas living rowdy and stay bout it bout it
Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the selling
Bitches want to buy it cause they love that straight G shit
[Snoop]
Homies all standing around just hanging
Some dope dealing some gang banging
We decide to roll a week deep
Seen a nigga on Dayton so we creep
Real slow, in you before you know
I had my double pointing at his window
He got scared and hit the gas
Right then I knew I had to smoke his ass
He kept rolling I jumped in the bucket
We couldn't catch him so I said fuck it
Then we headed right back to ????
Sweating all the bitches in the dazzy dukes
We couldn't no play from the ladies
With seven niggas in a Nav is you crazy
She was scared and it was showing
So we all said "FUCK YOU BITCH" and kept rolling
To the hood now we was 'fen to
Find something else to get into
Like some pussy or in fact
Getting rowdy, shit but we caught the rat pack
On a nigga cold nutting it off
Snoop Dogg gets ignorant when I'm fucking with my tank dogs
I might stumble and still wont lose
Now I'm draped in my gangsta blue's
Cause I'm the type of nigga who's quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I'll blast your ass
See I dont give a fuck cause I keep bailing
Yo what the fuck are they yelling
[Chorus x1]
[Snoop Talking]
Hol hold on Craig B cut that shit man
Man fuck that we need some gangsta in this motherfucker some other that
south shit know what I'm saying
Some of that shit from the thiz-ird ya heard me
[Snoop]
Here's another gangsta down to ride
A T-shirt and Levi's is his only disguise
He represents the tank but yet hard to hit
Snoop Dogg and C-Murder with this gangsta shit
[C-Murder]
Well I'm C-Murder the one he talking about
Nigga tried to play me close and got punched in the mouth
Fed's tried to get me you know they some haters
I said "See you later" jumped in the Navigator
With the $50's in the back with the navy blue top
TRU niggas on the scene with the triple beam
Cause I'm the C fool I slang and Snoop bang
And I'll smoke a motherfucker like it aint no thing
To all my bitches, I know your jocking my crew
[Girls]
We want to fuck you C
[C-Murder]
I want to fuck you too
You see No Limit niggas dont take no shit
So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking with
Cause I'm the type of nigga that's quick to blast
If you fuck with me, I'm a smoke your ass
I dont give a fuck cause No Limit stay selling
Yo what the fuck are they yelling
[Chorus x1]
[Eddie Talking]
If you'd of just stay down and been a motherfuckers real partner you
wouldn't have had tat problem
But seeing as you want to jump ship and you thought the ship would sink
a motherfucker without turning into a submarine, went under water came
back up with a periscope looking at your bitch ass
Now you have no paper, and now you on a paper caper
Now you coming up to my face and your saying "Hey can I hangout" I say
no cause you aint got no clout bitch get out
Now I'm tired of all you silly as motherfucking paper chasing hoes
Uhh this has been a public service announcement from No Limit Records
In the Doggy Dogg world
Game Of Life lyrics - Snoop Dogg Lyrics (feat. Steady Mobb'n)
[Snoop:]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[3X's]
Gunblast [gunshots] echo fast and all I seen was loose cash
I hit the flo' & when they go I make sure I grab all the dough
The Scene: Long Beach yeah '86
Where: The liquor store nigga on some devilish shit
I went in to grab a drink but I came out a felon
my homeboy got away but shit I wasn't tellin'
So I fell in a trap with no getback
they threw away the key and now I'm a OG
In the County jail rappin & bangin' at the same time
and since I don't smoke cigarettes loc
shit I gotta slang mine
And I ain't tryin' to get on swole so I ain't fuckin' with the iron
I got bitches bringin' me money & ain't a godamn thing funny
My homeboy Devil from the HCG and Young Side Trey R.I.P
from the ETG (Eight-Trey) and oh yeah Baby Ken Dawg
from the Westside Four-O's got love for Short and my
homeboy J-Ball from the Seven four ? from that gang
and the homeboy Tracy D from
the big bad ass ese gang them straight killas & they know
I got game & that's real from a trio nigga havin' green
Get yo' hustle on nigga 'fore you end up dead
It's too much paper to get Can ya dig it?
Later on this evening I got a lick nigga is you down wit' it?
Shit...
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[Steady Mobb'n]
There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball
watch them hatas and pretendas and all the shit they do
cause nowadays some of these niggas be bitches too
Keep the business professional get ya heat at all times
keep them snitches on the sideline
cause you know pressure burst the pipeline
Keep ya eyes on ya enemies watch those close to ya
See them outside niggas can't touch ya
it be the ones inside that do ya
Smilin' in ya face but want to take yo' place
fuck around and be playa let's make a deal with the D.A.
Don't be ridin' with no niggas
who ain't sure if he gon' get down
cause it only take a split second
to get ya buck buck and lay down
Hesitation'll buy ya fate get that ass all caught up
ya little homey might be cool
if them other two priors ain't brought up
Remember took time to kill smash and don't give a fuck
Be a hog about ya papers straight hungry for that der come up
Respect the game feel what the soldier talkin' about
If you got to be in that game stack ya change
and get the fuck out!
[Snoop]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[3x]
[Steady Mobb'n]
Game recognize game ?? kickin' back smokin' Mary Jane
I'm gettin' high in the game my little
homey popped him with the cane
Some niggas only in it for the fame
Niggas ain't ready for the game
if you ain't down then get the fuck out the game
or represent yo' thang
Ghosttown LB SB Brookfield 76 Folktown & the 90's
Twomp twomp put yo' guns up
when the tank dogg roll up who got the weed nigga hold up
I'm the King of Oakland nigga raise up
I ain't givin' a fuck I'm still ?hugged?
cause my down South niggas show me love
and the muthafuckin' gifts dancin' in the club
That's game
[Snoop]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[Talking]
Steady Mobbin', D O double G, ain't No Limit to that shit
Nigga Carlos on the beat Beats By The Pound
'Bout 3:34 in the morning don't even matter
We puffin' all night, straight game, game.
I got all my game from my momma yeah
a nigga didn't gave me none of this shit that's real.
Wanna say what up to my momma, for givin'
me all this game...
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[3X's]
Gunblast [gunshots] echo fast and all I seen was loose cash
I hit the flo' & when they go I make sure I grab all the dough
The Scene: Long Beach yeah '86
Where: The liquor store nigga on some devilish shit
I went in to grab a drink but I came out a felon
my homeboy got away but shit I wasn't tellin'
So I fell in a trap with no getback
they threw away the key and now I'm a OG
In the County jail rappin & bangin' at the same time
and since I don't smoke cigarettes loc
shit I gotta slang mine
And I ain't tryin' to get on swole so I ain't fuckin' with the iron
I got bitches bringin' me money & ain't a godamn thing funny
My homeboy Devil from the HCG and Young Side Trey R.I.P
from the ETG (Eight-Trey) and oh yeah Baby Ken Dawg
from the Westside Four-O's got love for Short and my
homeboy J-Ball from the Seven four ? from that gang
and the homeboy Tracy D from
the big bad ass ese gang them straight killas & they know
I got game & that's real from a trio nigga havin' green
Get yo' hustle on nigga 'fore you end up dead
It's too much paper to get Can ya dig it?
Later on this evening I got a lick nigga is you down wit' it?
Shit...
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[Steady Mobb'n]
There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball
watch them hatas and pretendas and all the shit they do
cause nowadays some of these niggas be bitches too
Keep the business professional get ya heat at all times
keep them snitches on the sideline
cause you know pressure burst the pipeline
Keep ya eyes on ya enemies watch those close to ya
See them outside niggas can't touch ya
it be the ones inside that do ya
Smilin' in ya face but want to take yo' place
fuck around and be playa let's make a deal with the D.A.
Don't be ridin' with no niggas
who ain't sure if he gon' get down
cause it only take a split second
to get ya buck buck and lay down
Hesitation'll buy ya fate get that ass all caught up
ya little homey might be cool
if them other two priors ain't brought up
Remember took time to kill smash and don't give a fuck
Be a hog about ya papers straight hungry for that der come up
Respect the game feel what the soldier talkin' about
If you got to be in that game stack ya change
and get the fuck out!
[Snoop]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[3x]
[Steady Mobb'n]
Game recognize game ?? kickin' back smokin' Mary Jane
I'm gettin' high in the game my little
homey popped him with the cane
Some niggas only in it for the fame
Niggas ain't ready for the game
if you ain't down then get the fuck out the game
or represent yo' thang
Ghosttown LB SB Brookfield 76 Folktown & the 90's
Twomp twomp put yo' guns up
when the tank dogg roll up who got the weed nigga hold up
I'm the King of Oakland nigga raise up
I ain't givin' a fuck I'm still ?hugged?
cause my down South niggas show me love
and the muthafuckin' gifts dancin' in the club
That's game
[Snoop]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[Talking]
Steady Mobbin', D O double G, ain't No Limit to that shit
Nigga Carlos on the beat Beats By The Pound
'Bout 3:34 in the morning don't even matter
We puffin' all night, straight game, game.
I got all my game from my momma yeah
a nigga didn't gave me none of this shit that's real.
Wanna say what up to my momma, for givin'
me all this game...
See Ya When I Get There lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. C-Murder, Mystikal)
[C-Murder]
For all them young niggas that didn't quite make it to another year
To all my thugs in the grave
This one is for my homies and my thug niggas
A bunch of used to be paranoid drug dealers
A bout 'it motherfucker standing on the block
Ain't no limit to his heart, cause his veins is non-stop
And constantly a nigga catching them cases
With them death situations
A nigga blast with no hesitation
Mama I wanna now where my daddy at
My only memory is a picture with a chrome gat
I wanna do, like them gangsters do
I wanna gangster walk
I caught a bullet now I'm in some chalk
Just another young nigga in a song
Mama always told me gangster's don't live long
After I'm dead can you still see me
Do you really want to be me
I'm just another bossaline
I represent all them niggas trying to get paid
But couldn't be saved
Huh, y'all now what I'm talking about
[Chorus: C-Murder and Snoop Dogg]
To all my thugs in the grave
See ya when I get there
See ya when I get there [ repeat 4X ]
[Mystikal]
Ride nigga till I deduct
Them things die nigga for fuck
Fly. fly nigga
Since you absent I'ma tilt the bottle
hit the weed and get high for my nigga
My partner my nigga
My round in my trigger
From the little shit I remember you was a down ass nigga
I'm mad i missed shit you could have showed me (fuck)
Shit still ain't the same even though my mama told me
I keep your memories in my endeavors (nigga)
Thank you for being my daddy, thank you for what you left us
I swear to protect, and the only way to carry on, is carry on
My nigga little Mike, my nigga G-Slim, and my cousin Larry gone
I ain't trying to question God, but why so young
That's why from daylight to night time I got my gun
This fucking thing we call life ain't nothing but a phase
That's why you better keep your faith,or you're that thug in the grave
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
[Snoop Dogg]
Rest in peace khaki's creased
From the east side of Long Beach
Pouring out liquor, thinking about my homie
Cause I can't understand how it went down
We used to clown from town to town
Claiming dogg pound
Took you on lollapalooza with a nigga
L0Dog you my nigga
If you don't get no bigger
Spanky Loco from the the dub, and Little Man from the I
Dear God why them good niggas have to die
I can't reminisce too long
Cause I'm in a war zone
If I sleep, slip, trip I might get blasted on
So I'm gone mash on home
but on the way I see some of my enemies
And they tripping on me
Cause I fuck with Master P
But I;m heated, so beat it
And another 87 case, I really don't need it
Proceeded, I ain't gone cry for the homie
Shit we gone celebrate
Cause we now the homeboy is in a safer and better place
[Chorus: repeat 3X]
For all them young niggas that didn't quite make it to another year
To all my thugs in the grave
This one is for my homies and my thug niggas
A bunch of used to be paranoid drug dealers
A bout 'it motherfucker standing on the block
Ain't no limit to his heart, cause his veins is non-stop
And constantly a nigga catching them cases
With them death situations
A nigga blast with no hesitation
Mama I wanna now where my daddy at
My only memory is a picture with a chrome gat
I wanna do, like them gangsters do
I wanna gangster walk
I caught a bullet now I'm in some chalk
Just another young nigga in a song
Mama always told me gangster's don't live long
After I'm dead can you still see me
Do you really want to be me
I'm just another bossaline
I represent all them niggas trying to get paid
But couldn't be saved
Huh, y'all now what I'm talking about
[Chorus: C-Murder and Snoop Dogg]
To all my thugs in the grave
See ya when I get there
See ya when I get there [ repeat 4X ]
[Mystikal]
Ride nigga till I deduct
Them things die nigga for fuck
Fly. fly nigga
Since you absent I'ma tilt the bottle
hit the weed and get high for my nigga
My partner my nigga
My round in my trigger
From the little shit I remember you was a down ass nigga
I'm mad i missed shit you could have showed me (fuck)
Shit still ain't the same even though my mama told me
I keep your memories in my endeavors (nigga)
Thank you for being my daddy, thank you for what you left us
I swear to protect, and the only way to carry on, is carry on
My nigga little Mike, my nigga G-Slim, and my cousin Larry gone
I ain't trying to question God, but why so young
That's why from daylight to night time I got my gun
This fucking thing we call life ain't nothing but a phase
That's why you better keep your faith,or you're that thug in the grave
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
[Snoop Dogg]
Rest in peace khaki's creased
From the east side of Long Beach
Pouring out liquor, thinking about my homie
Cause I can't understand how it went down
We used to clown from town to town
Claiming dogg pound
Took you on lollapalooza with a nigga
L0Dog you my nigga
If you don't get no bigger
Spanky Loco from the the dub, and Little Man from the I
Dear God why them good niggas have to die
I can't reminisce too long
Cause I'm in a war zone
If I sleep, slip, trip I might get blasted on
So I'm gone mash on home
but on the way I see some of my enemies
And they tripping on me
Cause I fuck with Master P
But I;m heated, so beat it
And another 87 case, I really don't need it
Proceeded, I ain't gone cry for the homie
Shit we gone celebrate
Cause we now the homeboy is in a safer and better place
[Chorus: repeat 3X]
Payin' For Pussy lyrics - Snoop Dogg
The stock market has always been 100% when it comes to pussy
The worlds oldest profession
Yah it's still alive
No matter what the consequences
A trick 'gun still buy it
No matter how sick they make it
A hard stick gunna still wanna play it
Marching up, every day and every night
To the drummers beat
Titled the oldest profession, and it never fell back
Not even in the recession
No Christmas toys for the kids
Yah daddy fucked it up
He said he was drunk playing poker with the boys
Yah niggas pay for pussy
Remember that Easter Sunday
It was so damn sunny
We didn't get no Easter clothes, candy, or Easter bunny
Yah, daddy fucked it up
Rollin' dice with the boys
Yah niggas pay for pussy
Whether it's at the tity bar
Or outta the car
Yah niggas pay for pussy
OHH yah, Some niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Some niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Some niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Dem niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
The worlds oldest profession
Yah it's still alive
No matter what the consequences
A trick 'gun still buy it
No matter how sick they make it
A hard stick gunna still wanna play it
Marching up, every day and every night
To the drummers beat
Titled the oldest profession, and it never fell back
Not even in the recession
No Christmas toys for the kids
Yah daddy fucked it up
He said he was drunk playing poker with the boys
Yah niggas pay for pussy
Remember that Easter Sunday
It was so damn sunny
We didn't get no Easter clothes, candy, or Easter bunny
Yah, daddy fucked it up
Rollin' dice with the boys
Yah niggas pay for pussy
Whether it's at the tity bar
Or outta the car
Yah niggas pay for pussy
OHH yah, Some niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Some niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Some niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Dem niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Niggas pay for pussy, oh yah
Picture This lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Mia X)
Niggas (Niggas), Bitches (Bitches)
Uhmm, this is some player shit right here
Holler at my home girl on this one, Mia
Moma Mia, Have you seen her (seen her)
Yah, real G's shit. Tell me
Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg)
Bitches wanna be her
Motherfuckers can't see her
Give it up for Moma Mia
[Mia X]
What chew you want to do nigga, is fine with me
Name your game, scandalous sprees, or robberies
Moving keys for your needs, from state to state
I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way
If you fake IM gunna let you know from the top
And leave that dick in your mouth, and put them infrared dots
On your whole crew, nigga betta ask fo show
Gunna let that ass know what's goin' down like Waco
This is business, and who the fuck you think is runnin' this
Mama, and who's the first to shoot that gun in this
Mama, drama, layin' No Limit and when its intended my hands all up in it
Now, we can do this like intelligent folk
But fuck around, I be that second ward ignorant hoe
Hard headed, with the soft behind, niggas real hittin' it
So Snoop Dogg for the keepin' it real with a strength
[Snoop Dogg]
Now picture, Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,
Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive
Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch
You a fall girl, go get it all girl
You in my world, IM gunna make sure you ball girl
Do it for me, do it for you, now it's our world
(Our world, It's our world, now go on and get it)
Now everyone in my click know I don't love no hoes
I don't quit bitch rush a boy to get a new set of them MOMO's
Cus I attack 'Emm, crack 'Emm and smack 'Emm
All on the same note, until that bitch is broke
Charge it to the game, man it's a cold game
But somebody gotta do it, that's real for shes'a
It ain't easy, pimpin' to me is four girls on your team
Down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream
Cross country track, greyhound buss ride
Down to get your muthafuckin' fetti on, you hear me though
There ain't no limit to what she does
On the really, on to Philly, lemme get a ride on cus
Ghetto love, and every thug need a little
All I want is the money, motherfuck the middle
No backbone is back on to get yah
Unless you got a down ass sister to twist her, cant twist yah
Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,
Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive
Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch
Uhmm, this is some player shit right here
Holler at my home girl on this one, Mia
Moma Mia, Have you seen her (seen her)
Yah, real G's shit. Tell me
Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg)
Bitches wanna be her
Motherfuckers can't see her
Give it up for Moma Mia
[Mia X]
What chew you want to do nigga, is fine with me
Name your game, scandalous sprees, or robberies
Moving keys for your needs, from state to state
I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way
If you fake IM gunna let you know from the top
And leave that dick in your mouth, and put them infrared dots
On your whole crew, nigga betta ask fo show
Gunna let that ass know what's goin' down like Waco
This is business, and who the fuck you think is runnin' this
Mama, and who's the first to shoot that gun in this
Mama, drama, layin' No Limit and when its intended my hands all up in it
Now, we can do this like intelligent folk
But fuck around, I be that second ward ignorant hoe
Hard headed, with the soft behind, niggas real hittin' it
So Snoop Dogg for the keepin' it real with a strength
[Snoop Dogg]
Now picture, Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,
Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive
Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch
You a fall girl, go get it all girl
You in my world, IM gunna make sure you ball girl
Do it for me, do it for you, now it's our world
(Our world, It's our world, now go on and get it)
Now everyone in my click know I don't love no hoes
I don't quit bitch rush a boy to get a new set of them MOMO's
Cus I attack 'Emm, crack 'Emm and smack 'Emm
All on the same note, until that bitch is broke
Charge it to the game, man it's a cold game
But somebody gotta do it, that's real for shes'a
It ain't easy, pimpin' to me is four girls on your team
Down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream
Cross country track, greyhound buss ride
Down to get your muthafuckin' fetti on, you hear me though
There ain't no limit to what she does
On the really, on to Philly, lemme get a ride on cus
Ghetto love, and every thug need a little
All I want is the money, motherfuck the middle
No backbone is back on to get yah
Unless you got a down ass sister to twist her, cant twist yah
Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,
Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive
Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch
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