[Featuring 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...
[Featuring Mac]
[Snoop]
Im in Junior High with a C grade
At the end of the day I dont hit the arcade
I to school from my moms apartment
I got to tell these niggas everyday dont shit
Cause where Im at if you soft you lost
And to stay on course you got to roll with force
My homeboy Dogg is chilling in a Benz
In front of his building witht the rest of his friends
I give him a pound no I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go upstairs, I hug my mother
I kiss my sister and I punch my brother
I sit down on the bed to watch some t.v.
[Gun Shots] Do my ears decieve me
No That's the fourth time this week
Four young brothers got shot in the street
The very next day while I'm off to class
My momma go to work cold bustin' her ass
My sisters cute but shes got no gear
I got three pair of pants and with my brother I share
So there in school I made a fool
With one and a half pair of pants, you aint cool
Cause there's no dollars for nothing else
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf
Now everyday I see my momma struggling
So now its time I got to do something
I look for work
I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs
And come home like a slob
So here comes Dogg his gold is shivery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once I do it twice
And now there's stake with the beans and rice
My mothers nervous but she knows the deal
My sisters gear now has sex appeal
My brothers my partner and were getting paper
And three months later the whole hood cought the vapors
My family's happy and everything is new
Now tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
[Chours]
Doggz Gonna Get Ya x4
[Mac Talking]
Ay yo yo Check this out Snoop
All these niggas always talking about
"They looove this" And niggas got looove for you
Or nigga I looove this ride or this chin around my neck nigga
You niggas dont know what the fuck love really mean
Nigga you cant buy love at no corner store nigga
Love aint got no price tag
Snoop I want you to kick this shit to them niggas
[Snoop]
hmm
Money is flowing everything is fine
I bought my self and Uzi and my brother a nine
Business is booming everyhing is cool
I pull about a G a week, fuck school
A year passed by and I began to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I kick up my feet to watch some t.v.
Cause now I got other people working for me
I got a 55" television you know
And every once in a while I hear "Just say no"
Or the other commercial I love
That's when they say this is you brain on drugs
I pick up the remote control and just turn
Cause with this bullshit I'm not concerned
Me and my brother bounced in the Benz
We driving around our territory again
I pull up at the light like a superstar
An automatic weapon cold sprayed my car
I hit the accellerater scared as shit
I drove one block to find my brother was hit
He wasnt dead but the blood was pouring
And all I could think about was Warren
Later I found it was Dogg and his crew
Now tell mw what the fuck am I suppose to do
[Chours]x8
[Mac Talking]
Yeah so now you see what I'm talkin bout nigga
You see what that love shit do ya
This nigga said he had love nigga and this nigga done shot yo brother
So what the fuck you gone do now
[Snoop]
My brother s out of it but I'm still in it
On top of that I'm in it to win it
I cant believe that Dogg would dis me
That faggot that punk he soft or sissy
I driving around with three of my guys
The war is on and I'm on the rise
We rolled right up to Dogg's favorite hang out
What's cracking Dogg and let the bullets stang out
Someone shot back so we took cover
And all i could about was my brother
Dogg jumped up and began to run
Bustin shots hopping to hit someone
So I just stopped and let off three shot
Two hit that nigga and one hit a cop
I threw down the gun and began to shout
"Ay y'all all lets break out got 'em dip out
Now as I left there goes the boys in blue
They pointin they guns at my four man crew
They shot down one, they shot down two
Now tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
[Chours] x8
[Snoop Talking]
Ya see the moral of the story is this
Love is a motherfucka
And Doggs is a motherfucka
You mix the two up you bound to get some drama
Loves gonna get ya
Naw nigga Doggz gonna get ya you ever try to play me and thats real
Thats real
Thats real
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
Gunblast
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
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!
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
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
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
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'
( Snoop )
Rite now a nigga just feelin real good
Thankful 4 evrythang thats goin down 4 me rite now
4 all dis happiness an' success
A nigga just str8 thankful 4 evrythang you know
You think it's eazy bein me na hold on dogg
Let me explain sumthin to all of y'all
I got a mama an' a daddy 3 bruthas no sistas
Sum cuzinz uncles nephews an' neices
An' nun to say da leastest hectic
Wit 2 boyz of my own
Spanky damn near grown
Sittin in his room just bangin my songs
As i roll anutha joint an' make a call on da fone
It's Pretty Tony it's on an' crackin my nigga
It's ya big bro I herd ya rappin my nigga
Evrybody an' there mama duin dis rap thang
I'm thankful dat my lil' brutha ain't in da hood bangin
( hook )
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an' thangs will change
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an' thangs will change
( Goldie Loc )
Man my sista ben gone 4 about 10 munths
Stedy smokin bluntz an' fuckin wit da same cunt
But it's time 2 make a change
So i rock up my rhymes like krack kokane
I'm in da game
Much luv 2 my nigga Snoop
It woodn't be crackin wit out you
I woodn't be standin in deez black walla c's
I'd be back in da hood wit dem g's
( Warren G. )
Frum kidnaps an' jacks
Knockouts an' craps
Frum totin Tech-9's
2 shankin on da main line
Timez iz hard we all caught up in da struggle
Whites, Blacks, Mexicans it's trouble
Yung kids we got a man made disease
I lost my mom so now I'm prayin on my knees
Did y'all take care of y'all ha luv wuz precious
Now i got my daddy, sistas an' homies god bless us
( hook )
( Pretty Tony )
We ben thru sum tuff timez mom late on rent
Tryin 2 get mine husslin like Larry Flynt
No food in da fridge but we wuzn't alarmed
Cuz my brutha wuz like a good neighba den like state farm
Peeples always sayin wut they need an' want
But they need 2 start wit they du's an' don'ts
Just be thankful 4 day 2 day
An' evrythang will be goin ya way
( Kam )
Now ain't it odd 2 thank god
We moovin in gangsta toyed
We live an' die by tha sword
An' still we thank tha lord
Frum da maternity ward 2 tha morgue
I count my blessins
It's a game I shood but can't afford but i aint stressin
I'm E-S-in 4 mines it's all gunna pay off in da long run
An' no rest on da grind man a nigga just out here on one
Stayin strong all alone or hangin wit my clique
I rite a song rite or rong I'm realy bangin dis shit
I used ta wonda y we had it so ruff
My motto wuz my ancha an' 4 dat I can't thak ya enuff
( hook )
Yo', Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players doin' this VIP, you feel me
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special, VIP
Come get with me, mmm
Goodness grief, it's Snoop and Keith Sweat
A double dose of this triple threat
Yep, Moet White Star in a glass
Here's a toast to the fool that let you slip through with no pass
All access, you can jump in and test
When we through parlayin', you dig what I'm sayin'
You look good, girl, but you'd look better if you was with me
Get in where you fit in, let's do this VIP
Look at you, Shorty, you really got it goin' on
(You know you got it goin' on)
I like the way you move it, girl, when the deejay plays this song
You're lookin' real good to me (Lookin' good to me) sittin' in a VIP
You really need to get with me (Come on)
Cristal blowin', party still goin'
Crowd pleasers everywhere, but I still had to stop and stare
'Cause you're lookin' real good to me (So good) sittin' in a VIP
You really need to get with me (Oh, yeah)
So come on get with me, Shorty (Come get with me, babe)
I got what you need (Got what you need, girl)
Come on get with me tonight, baby (Come get with me, babe)
I got what you need (Got what you need, girl)
Come on get with me (Come spend the night tonight)
I got what you need (I'll make you feel alright)
Come on get with me tonight, Shorty (Come get with me, babe)
I got what you need (Got what you need, girl)
Pullin' out in your Lex, tell you what we'll do next
Go to a part of town where we can fool around
Girl, I wanna turn you on (Turn you on)
make love all night long (Like that)
You're lookin' real good to me
(You know you look good to me like music, huh, huh)
See, the night is young (Yeah), girl, let's have some fun
Just wanna lay you down (Yeah), ??little boo I found??
I wanna get with you
Tell me what you wanna do (What you wanna do)
So come on get with me, Shorty (Come get with me, babe)
I got what you need (Got what you need, girl)
Come on get with me tonight, baby (Come get with me, babe)
I got what you need (Got what you need, girl)
Now I have seen a lot of girls, but none like you
Your red-boned and thick, got it goin' on, ooh
She's in the next room, I slid by the restroom
And all I heard was zoom-zoom-zoom
I see you peekin', but you ain't speakin'
Put your drink down, think now, stop tweekin'
A once in a lifetime experience
Come get with me, it'll be luxurious
I'm serious, and curious
To find out what turns you on
I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg with the doggy bone
Hangin' with Keith Sweat in his VIP section
Tryin' to give you more than the average affection
??Type 'em all??, close the doors, it's goin' down
You never thought that Keith Sweat
would hook up with the Dogg Pound
Gangster's finest, take time to listen
Come get with me 'cause we on a mission
Come on get with me, Shorty (Come spend the night tonight)
I got what you need (I'll make you feel alright)
Come on get with me (Come get with me, babe)
I got what you need (Got what you need, girl)
Yo', yo', what's happenin', baby
Come on over to the VIP section
Oh, don't worry about it, you ain't got no wristband
We gon' get you in, that's all I can say
Kill 'em with the DPG, doin' it VIP
That's real
Don't even worry about no wristband
You rollin' with the Dogg, right, yeah
Holler at a player, holler at a player (Yeah)
Holler at a player (Yeah), holler at a player, DPG
Holler at a player (Get with me)
holler at a player (Get with me, come get with me)
Holler at a player (Get with me)
holler at a player (Yeah)
Don't even sweat it
(Snoop)
I know you gonna dig this
(Timbaland)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
Dig this
(Timbaland)
Uh huh, uh huh say what
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
And you know that
(Timbaland)
Uh huh uh huh
Say what say what
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
And you know that
Snoop:
When I wizake up in the mornin (say what)
And I get up out my bizzed (say what)
I feel gizood, oh yes i dizoo (uh)
cuz I still can give it up on yizoo (huh)
Cuz what is all i look fizzor (uh)
In the fizee where the papers lizzone (uh-huh)
But as for mizee, I own gizees (what)
When im bustin rizzocks and ya know that (ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky)
I put down more hits than mafioso niggaz (uh-huh)
And Lucky Luciano bout to sing soprano
And I know, I know the way it feels (uh-huh)
And baby bubba we gon keep it on the real (huh huh huh)
Just to getcha caught up in amazement (yeahhh, what)
We talkin to Cubans, so it might get dangerous (yeah, uh)
Now when it izzoo, people said oh dizzamn (uh-huh)
And let the bizzow wizzow ride the trizail ha ha (uh-huh)
How you feelin, I'm on the ceilin,
ridin like a villain makin the killins,
thrillin the crowd (uh-huh)
With my new hairdo (hairdo)
Outbiddin you (fo sho)
Fifty dollar socks credit thousand dollar shoes (uh-huh)
Man I give the blues to the sucka M.C.'s, who you be?
You know who I be, young nigga
Chorus:
Snoop, (Timbaland):
I'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha fatha)
And ya know that, I'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha)
And ya know that, I'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha fatha)
And ya know that, I'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha fatha)
Snoop:
Lets make a move for this paper, where we rollin dog?(uh-huh)
We gots to get paid, make ya money all yall (what)
When I step to the stage in my g-boy stance (what)
And say a few rhymes that make your girl wanna dance
I'm so fly like a dove, I come from up above
You're trippin on your girl cause she showed me love
Nigga dont beat her, cause if you beat em, ya dont need em
Yeah they gon have your baby,
watch how fast they take your freedom (what, uh-huh)
I believe em, and dont mistreat em, I stay up on em (what)
But thats one to grow on nigga, let me flow on (cuzz)
Cause uh, you could rock to the rhythm you see (what)
But you could rock to the rhythm on me..(uh-huh) me.. (uh-huh) me..
But when you do your thang make sure you do your thang
On the hang, and everythang is everythang
Man, I'm on this paper chase
Like them whiteboy D.A.'s was on the case (uh-huh)
But you know I aint tryin to floss but
Murder was the murder was the case that they lost
(murda murda murda murda)
chorus
Snoop:
Now do anybody in the house remember
when there wasnt no Snoop Dogg? (yeah)
There was no rappers hollerin LBC,
am I trippin yall? (hell naw)
Now, when I grow up I wanna be like Snoop, mad pussy and women
As we do from the beginnin (uh-huh)
In and out of the Boz Hotel, they say your family dont know me
Hold on homie, thats phony, informal
Say, tell, L's in jail, vest before test,
no one in my click fell (what)
The females with the almighty fatherly
Cuz we thinkin bout peeps, what they need
And it ain't no party like this kind (say what)
Cause you feelin where we make it hizzot
But I'ma get back to the grizzats,
Snoop D O double G comin back for a remizzax
chorus
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin?
(dogg, da-dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg) (fatha, fatha, fatha, fatha)
It's all about the gangstas, son
(dogg, da-dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg)
And you know that (fatha, fatha fatha fatha fatha)
I'm the doggfatha
(Timbaland)
Say what? And I'm the pimp fatha, ha
Snoop:
Ha ha, I'm the dogg fatha
(Timbaland)
Say what? And I'm the Timbaland fatha, ha ha
What
One time
For that mind, mind
Uh huh,uh huh uh huh
What
Ha, ain't nobody do it like me
Ha, from the southside, you see
From the V-A, to the L-A
What
Da-dogg da-dogg fatha fatha
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh, what
Say what
[Featuring 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...
Got a little something for the summertime
While you on the grind
Getting yours
Hell yeah! I'm getting mine
I take trips and dips just to recline
I blaze up the orange weed
To relax my mind
Spend time with my kids on the weekdays
And I holla at my momma and my
Grandma on the threeway
She say, If you do right
Baby boy I promise you live
A long life
I can't argue
I try hard to
Not blast niggas
I walk past niggas
With my head up to the skedai(sky)
Nigga tried to pull a fast one
On Snoop Dogg
To get some shut eye
What I do to him I can't speak
You know the episode
And the code on the street
I keep it all the scriffin' y'all
But real street for y'all
Cause you never know
When you're gonna go, no
You never know where this road's gonna take you
Got to be strong
You got to hold on
Cause you never know, where
This life's gonna lead you
Just Hold on
You never know
From the killing
The robbing
The squabbing
And jacking
Car jacks to kidnaps
What? Niggas be acting a fool
Trying to set me up at the park
But I'm cool
Act a fool
My daddy said throw them thangs
And stay strong
My momma got sick
So I'ma keep it strong
As long as I got my feet in the game
And make this beats
And bring heat to the game
Fuck the fame
I got a little boy to see through
And him without me
Is like me without you
Keep it true
And stay down for your grips
Homies and licks staying tight
Like this
You never know
You niggas never know
Which man are blasted for
Never know which man to kill
Just to settle the score
It wasn't long ago
I had this partner of mine
Knew him just a short time
But he's stuck in my mind
My nigga lived perfect
Said the streets wasn't worth it
If you don't die rich in the game
Then what's the purpose for this struggle?
We stay piece to puzzle
Invest half the wealth
And pray to god it double
We just in this
Trying to get rich at the interest
Keep it pimping
Stay with niggas that's relentless
Smoke dough
Just because I say so
Money pronto
And niggas never would know
(Snoop)
I'm in a murderous-mental mind state, monopolizin on 'em
Enterprise with homicide, rock this dope and cut them corners (corners)
Worldwide, visualize, two young killas on the rise
Ain't that a bitch, Snoop Dogg and Brotha Lynch
(Lynch)
And we remain bombed out (what), no doubt
Eat niggas up with sour crout (what up), hollow 'em out
'Bout to open my own business, Siccmade Meats
Where you gonna get your product from nigga?
Sacramento streets (WHY), gotta be
'Cause these niggas be trippin
I'm dippin in and out the city with the ??? ??? whip (what)
With no pity, dingy, dirty, grimey and gritty, get me
(Snoop)
I had a bundle of bitchest before I had a bundle a dollas
A fist full a problems while I'm poppin my collar (ay, ay, ay)
Sockin bustas, frontin hustlers with they work on the streets
>From the streets, to the sweets (to the what), to the slugs, to the east (man)
Please believe, let me holler at you nephew
What you do and what I do, I'll make you wan' act a fool
(Lynch)
Alright, wait, wait, wait, hold up
Avian lies up in the city, smashin with the fifty-slug
No love, leave ya layin down lookin at the stars above ('cause what)
'Cause everything fade to black, like a scene change, ain't it strange
Illegal procedure through out the game, lets ya nuts hang, hit the rain (rain)
???? like ???, laid 'em up with the hay
They, found the body three months later as I hit him with the potato
Ate up his midsection, recollection, murder on my mind (ay what)
Got me chin-checkin, and they said (that real?), heard it all the time
That's what these muthafuckas think about me, they ain't made it
Mad 'cause niggas be tryna' ??? some G's,
smoke weed (??? some G's, smoke weed)
Everyday, best believe, everyday
Ay you, you nigga tryna' start ??? move out my way
Bet you never see me in black clothes, creepin out the back yard
Hard-boiled with lead toes
(Snoop)
I got so much to do with so little time
My folks smoke dope that'll blow ya mind, hmm
I bust a bitch about a quarter 'til nine
So by 10:15 I got my dick on her spine
Relax, recline, roll somethin nigga
Hit this shit, blaze it up, now raise it up
The grip and the bitch, yeah, stays with us
Now, a lot a y'all niggas be talkin 'bout y'all livin it up, and give it up
But let me take ya back to the essence, and shit
Meditate and drop a message and shit
You crumb-snatchin, no rappin peasants
The big dog want it all, I came back to snatch all y'all presents
Dippin, slippin, slidin away
From the Sac-town to the L-B, we do this shit like everyday
Do you feel me, I'm the untouchable
Fuckin with the rectable, unquestionable, remarkable,
fabulous and all that shit
[Feat. Kam, Pretty Tony, Warren G]
( Snoop )
Rite now a nigga just feelin real good
Thankful 4 evrythang thats goin down 4 me rite now
4 all dis happiness an' success
A nigga just str8 thankful 4 evrythang you know
You think it's eazy bein me na hold on dogg
Let me explain sumthin to all of y'all
I got a mama an' a daddy 3 bruthas no sistas
Sum cuzinz uncles nephews an' neices
An' nun to say da leastest hectic
Wit 2 boyz of my own
Spanky damn near grown
Sittin in his room just bangin my songs
As i roll anutha joint an' make a call on da fone
It's Pretty Tony it's on an' crackin my nigga
It's ya big bro I herd ya rappin my nigga
Evrybody an' there mama duin dis rap thang
I'm thankful dat my lil' brutha ain't in da hood bangin
( hook )
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an' thangs will change
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an' thangs will change
( Goldie Loc )
Man my sista ben gone 4 about 10 munths
Stedy smokin bluntz an' fuckin wit da same cunt
But it's time 2 make a change
So i rock up my rhymes like krack kokane
I'm in da game
Much luv 2 my nigga Snoop
It woodn't be crackin wit out you
I woodn't be standin in deez black walla c's
I'd be back in da hood wit dem g's
( Warren G. )
Frum kidnaps an' jacks
Knockouts an' craps
Frum totin Tech-9's
2 shankin on da main line
Timez iz hard we all caught up in da struggle
Whites, Blacks, Mexicans it's trouble
Yung kids we got a man made disease
I lost my mom so now I'm prayin on my knees
Did y'all take care of y'all ha luv wuz precious
Now i got my daddy, sistas an' homies god bless us
( hook )
( Pretty Tony )
We ben thru sum tuff timez mom late on rent
Tryin 2 get mine husslin like Larry Flynt
No food in da fridge but we wuzn't alarmed
Cuz my brutha wuz like a good neighba den like state farm
Peeples always sayin wut they need an' want
But they need 2 start wit they du's an' don'ts
Just be thankful 4 day 2 day
An' evrythang will be goin ya way
( Kam )
Now ain't it odd 2 thank god
We moovin in gangsta toyed
We live an' die by tha sword
An' still we thank tha lord
Frum da maternity ward 2 tha morgue
I count my blessins
It's a game I shood but can't afford but i aint stressin
I'm E-S-in 4 mines it's all gunna pay off in da long run
An' no rest on da grind man a nigga just out here on one
Stayin strong all alone or hangin wit my clique
I rite a song rite or rong I'm realy bangin dis shit
I used ta wonda y we had it so ruff
My motto wuz my ancha an' 4 dat I can't thak ya enuff
Snoop...
Snoop...
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I've got the Rolly on my arm
And I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed
'Cause I got it going on
I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams
See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams?
Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat
That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat
The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide wrist red
I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead
Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street
Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat
So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit
Trying to ask me shit
When my niggaz fill ya vest they ain't gon' pass me shit
You should think about it, take a second
Matter fact, you should take four B
And think before you fuck wit lil' skateboard P
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I've got the Rolly on my arm
And I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed
'Cause I got it going on
I'm a gangsta but y'all knew that
Da Big Bo$$ Dogg, yeah, I had to do that
I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside
But only on the left side, yeah, that's the Crip side
Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much you thought I was a DJ
Two, one, yep, three
S N, double O, P D O, double G
I can't fake it, just break it and when I take it
See I specialize in making all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live
So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle
G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I've got the Rolly on my arm
And I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed
'Cause I got it going on
I'm a Bad Boy wit a lotta ho's
Drive my own cars and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$
Big Snoop Dogg, yeah, he's so sharp
On the TV screen and in the magazines
If you play me close, you're on a red beam
Oh, you got a gun so you wanna pop back?
AK47 now nigga, stop that
C mid shoes, now, I'm on the move
You're family's crying, now, you on the news
They can't find you and now they miss you
Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you
Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you
Then dance to this motherfucking music we crip to
Subscribe nigga, get yo issue
Baby, come close, let me see how you get loose
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I've got the Rolly on my arm
And I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed
'Cause I got it going on
Snoop...
