Snoop Dogg - The Best Of Snoop Dogg [compilation] (2005)

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RELEASE DATE:	2005-10-04
DURATION:	78:40
# OF TRACKS:	19
ALBUM TYPE:	컴필레이션, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	팝 갱스타 랩 랩/힙합 서던 랩 웨스트 코스트 랩
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	585

INTRODUCTION

스눕 독의 매력이 가득 담긴 다양한 스타일의 곡들을 한데 모아서 엮은 본 작은 98년도 NO LIMIT 레이블로 이적 후 발표한 첫 번째 앨범 [DA GAME IS TO BE SOLD, NOT TOLD]에서부터 2002년에 발표된 [PAID THA COST TO BE DA BO$$]까지 총 4개의 앨번에서 엄선한 17개의 트랙과 웨스트 사이트 랩퍼 커럽트와 ....

TRACKS

Disc 1

Beautiful (Explicit)

featuring Pharrell,Uncle Charlie Wilson

Snoop Dogg

4:59

[Hook 2X's: Pharrell & Uncle Charlie Wilson]
Ohhh-ohh-oh-ohhh-ohhh... (Oh-hooo!)
Yeahhh, yeahh, yeah, yeahhhh... (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about
you...)
[Chorus 2X's]
Beautiful, I just want you to know (Oh-hooo!)
You're my favorite girl... (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...)

I know you gon' lose it, this new Snoop shit
Come on baby boo, you gotsta get into it (Oh-hooo!)
Don't fool wit the playa with the cool whip
Yeah-yeah, you know I'm always on that cool shit
Walk to it, do it how you do it
Have a glass, lemme put you in the mood and, (Oh-hooo!)
Lil' cutie lookin' like a student
Long hair, wit'cha big fat booty
Back in the days you was a girl I went to school wit
Had to tell your moms and sister to cool it (Oh-hooo!)
The girl wanna do it, I just might do it
Here to walk wit some pimp-pimp clue wit'
Mommy don't worry, I won't abuse it
Hurry up and finish so we can watch 'Clueless' (Oh-hooo!)
I laugh at these niggas when they ask who do this
But everybody know who girl that you is

[Chorus 2X's]

[Verse 2]
When I see my baby boo, shit, I get foolish
Smack a nigga that tries to pursue it (Oh-hooo!)
Homeboy, she taken, just move it
I asked you nicely, don't make the Dogg lose it
We just blow 'dro and keep the flow movin'
In a '64, me and baby boo cruisin' (Oh-hooo!)
Body rag interior blue, and
Have them hydralics squeakin' when we screwin'
Now she's yellin', hollerin' out Snoop, and
Hootin', hollerin'; hollerin', hootin' (Oh-hooo!)
Black and beautiful, you the one I'm choosin'
Hair long and black and curly like you're Cuban
Keep groovin', that's what we doin'
And we gon' be together until your moms move in... (Oh-hooo!)

Pharrell: Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...

[Chorus & Hook: 2X's]

[Bridge 2X's: Pharrell & Uncle Charlie Wilson]
...See I just want you
To know that you are really special...
Ohh why, oh why, oh why, oh why...

[Verse 3]
Snoop Dogg Clothing, that's what I'm groomed in
You got my pictures on the wall in your room-in (Oh-hooo!)
Girls be complainin' you keep me boomin'
But girls like that wanna listen to Pat Boone (Ehh... oh yeah, there's
something about you...)
You's a college girl, but that don't stop you from doin'
Come and see the Dogg in a hood near you-in (Oh-hooo!)
You don't ask why I roll wit a crew, and
Twist up my fingers and wear dark blue-in (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something
about you...)
On the eastside, that's the crew I choose
Nothin' I do is new to you (Oh-hooo!)
I smack up the world if they rude to you (Ehh...)
'Cause baby girl you so beautiful...

[Chorus 2X's]

[Bridge 4X's]

I know you gon' lose it, this new Snoop shit 
Come on baby boo, you gotsta get into it (Oh-hooo!) 
Don't fool wit the playa with the cool whip 
Yeah-yeah, you know I'm always on that cool shit 
Walk to it, do it how you do it 
Have a glass, lemme put you in the mood and, (Oh-hooo!) 
Lil' cutie lookin' like a student 
Long hair, wit'cha big fat booty 
Back in the days you was a girl I went to school wit 
Had to tell your moms and sister to cool it (Oh-hooo!) 
The girl wanna do it, I just might do it 
Here to walk wit some pimp-pimp clue wit' 
Mommy don't worry, I won't abuse it 
Hurry up and finish so we can watch 'Clueless' (Oh-hooo!) 
I laugh at these niggas when they ask who do this 
But everybody know who girl that you is

[Chorus 2X's]

[Verse 2] 
When I see my baby boo, shit, I get foolish 
Smack a nigga that tries to pursue it (Oh-hooo!) 
Homeboy, she taken, just move it 
I asked you nicely, don't make the Dogg lose it 
We just blow 'dro and keep the flow movin' 
In a '64, me and baby boo cruisin' (Oh-hooo!) 
Body rag interior blue, and 
Have them hydralics squeakin' when we screwin' 
Now she's yellin', hollerin' out Snoop, and 
Hootin', hollerin'; hollerin', hootin' (Oh-hooo!) 
Black and beautiful, you the one I'm choosin' 
Hair long and black and curly like you're Cuban 
Keep groovin', that's what we doin' 
And we gon' be together until your moms move in... (Oh-hooo!)

Pharrell: Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...

[Chorus & Hook: 2X's]

[Bridge 2X's: Pharrell & Uncle Charlie Wilson] 
...See I just want you 
To know that you are really special... 
Ohh why, oh why, oh why, oh why...

[Verse 3] 
Snoop Dogg Clothing, that's what I'm groomed in 
You got my pictures on the wall in your room-in (Oh-hooo!) 
Girls be complainin' you keep me boomin' 
But girls like that wanna listen to Pat Boone (Ehh... oh yeah, there's 
something about you...) 
You's a college girl, but that don't stop you from doin' 
Come and see the Dogg in a hood near you-in (Oh-hooo!) 
You don't ask why I roll wit a crew, and 
Twist up my fingers and wear dark blue-in (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something 
about you...) 
On the eastside, that's the crew I choose 
Nothin' I do is new to you (Oh-hooo!) 
I smack up the world if they rude to you (Ehh...) 
'Cause baby girl you so beautiful...

[Chorus 2X's]

[Bridge 4X's]

There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)

Snoop Dogg (What's My Name Pt. 2) (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg

4:03

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee!

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee! 

Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle
My nizzle, what you sizzle?
Fo' schizzle bizzle, ha ha

Me and my partner, in my Impala
Poppin our collars, tossin up dollars
A truck on the side of with hoes that wanna follow
Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna swallow
Doggy Doggfather

I do it to you real hard then it gets harder
It's nada - thang on mine, I bang on mine
I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time
It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin bimbo
So quit knockin at my window, you nympho-maniac
bring it back, now shake it up

Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter what you spent on it
As long as you're gettin what you paid for
That's what it made for,
ain't that what you stayed for?

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg)
Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg)
Who got a girl layin on her back? (Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg)

You play me and I'll play you
You pay me and I'll pay you
Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong
This ain't yo' thang, this my song
Move on, we in the club at the Shark Bar
Valeted my keys and park my car
No snap shots cause I might get popped
As I slide by security,
givin 'em props (whattup, whattup)

First thing I do, when I get in
Let me take you back to when I first slid in
Grab my gi-din, get my pid-in
Put my bid in, no bullshittin (no bullshittin)
We be sittin, in the corner
With smoke comin' from up under
us like we sittin in the sauna
Burnin up the charts (burnin up the charts)
Break a bitch heart, lil' mama don't you start

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg)
Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg)
Who got a girl layin on her back? (Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg)

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee!

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee!

Tick tock, the ice on my watch
Slap me 'cross the face around two o'clock
But the party don't stop till we blow up (ka-boom!)
Now every lil' bitch wanna show up
Manuev'in to this, groovin to this
Dippin to this, flippin to this, trippin to this
Ain't no skippin to this, trust this
Bust this, it's too hot to touch this (ahh!)

He say, she say, I say no way
Don't need foreplay, okay, obey
everything that I say..
And every day'll be like a holiday
I put you in the front seat of my car
And roll you 'round town like a superstar
Recline your seat and turn up the beat
Number one with a bullet,
rollin down the motherfuckin backstreets

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg)
Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg)
Who got a girl layin on her back? (Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg)

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg)
Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg)
Who got a girl layin on her back? (Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg)
   

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee 
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee!

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee 
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee! 
 
Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle 
My nizzle, what you sizzle? 
Fo' schizzle bizzle, ha ha

Me and my partner, in my Impala 
Poppin our collars, tossin up dollars 
A truck on the side of with hoes that wanna follow 
Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna swallow 
Doggy Doggfather

I do it to you real hard then it gets harder 
It's nada - thang on mine, I bang on mine 
I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time 
It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin bimbo 
So quit knockin at my window, you nympho-maniac 
bring it back, now shake it up

Put it on the table, now break it up 
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it 
It really don't matter what you spent on it 
As long as you're gettin what you paid for 
That's what it made for, 
ain't that what you stayed for?

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg) 
Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg) 
Who got a girl layin on her back? (Snoop Dogg) 
Who's that makin that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg)

You play me and I'll play you 
You pay me and I'll pay you 
Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong 
This ain't yo' thang, this my song 
Move on, we in the club at the Shark Bar 
Valeted my keys and park my car 
No snap shots cause I might get popped 
As I slide by security, 
givin 'em props (whattup, whattup)

First thing I do, when I get in 
Let me take you back to when I first slid in 
Grab my gi-din, get my pid-in 
Put my bid in, no bullshittin (no bullshittin) 
We be sittin, in the corner 
With smoke comin' from up under 
us like we sittin in the sauna 
Burnin up the charts (burnin up the charts) 
Break a bitch heart, lil' mama don't you start

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg) 
Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg) 
Who got a girl layin on her back? (Snoop Dogg) 
Who's that makin that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg)

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee 
D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee!

Tick tock, the ice on my watch 
Slap me 'cross the face around two o'clock 
But the party don't stop till we blow up (ka-boom!) 
Now every lil' bitch wanna show up 
Manuev'in to this, groovin to this 
Dippin to this, flippin to this, trippin to this 
Ain't no skippin to this, trust this 
Bust this, it's too hot to touch this (ahh!)

He say, she say, I say no way 
Don't need foreplay, okay, obey 
everything that I say.. 
And every day'll be like a holiday 
I put you in the front seat of my car 
And roll you 'round town like a superstar 
Recline your seat and turn up the beat 
Number one with a bullet, 
rollin down the motherfuckin backstreets

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg) 
Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg) 
Who got a girl layin on her back? (Snoop Dogg) 
Who's that makin that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg)

There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)

Woof! (Explicit)

featuring Mystikal,Fiend

Snoop Dogg

4:22

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

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

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

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?)

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

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

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

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
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

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

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

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?)

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

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

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

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 
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!

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Lay Low (Explicit)

featuring Master P,Nate Dogg,Butch Cassidy,Tha Eastsidaz

Snoop Dogg

3:42

[Snoop Dogg]
Yo what's Crip-a-lat'n? Dis big Snoop Dogg
Leave your name and your number at the motherfuckin beep
If dis one of my hoes, two-way me

{*BEEP*}

[Dr. Dre]
Ay ay Snoop whattup? This your nigga Dre
Ay man I was thinkin I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin album
So check it out, put this on there:
All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick!
And we
still
smokin, what?!

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick
Talkin shit, he better LAY LOW
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick, she better LAY LOW
For the niggaz who be claimin my hood
and really ain't from my gang, better LAY LOW
I hope he don't be thinkin I'm just talkin
and I won't do a thing, really HOPE SO!

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm, lay low, nobody move until I say so
Limo tint rollin deep like the President
See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (beitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it
chocolate

Return of the Top Dogg, and ain't no stoppin this
Whatever the case, I ain't tryin to catch it
Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records
Unseen but well heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than
birds
, Snoop Dogg will emerge
from the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y'all say
From the "World's Most Dangerous Group" - N.W.A
Ay, ay

[Butch Cassidy]
Our rise, it was no surprise
I always knew these fools would trip
Hatin, fakin, schemin on mine
and on the down low copy shit
Best move cause I refuse to lose
no matter which damn road I choose
So lay low cause you might be bruised
Top story on the evening news
I ain't for
games
, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
That's what I came fo'

[Goldie Loc - Eastsidaz]
Where that nigga who be talkin shit?
He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits
Then I hit it
from
the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was tryin to take her
home

Dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy Brougham
Coulda thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong

[Tray Deee - Eastsidaz]
Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?
The same click he came with and made the game flip
Now niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on

[Master P]
Whassup pimpin? It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin but loop
They call me Jack Hannah for all the red I got
but they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah, cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
It's, No Limit til I D-I-E
C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]
Yo what's Crip-a-lat'n?  Dis big Snoop Dogg
Leave your name and your number at the motherfuckin beep
If dis one of my hoes, two-way me

{*BEEP*}

[Dr. Dre]
Ay ay Snoop whattup?  This your nigga Dre
Ay man I was thinkin I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin album
So check it out, put this on there:
All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick!
And we
still
smokin, what?!

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick
Talkin shit, he better LAY LOW
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick, she better LAY LOW
For the niggaz who be claimin my hood
and really ain't from my gang, better LAY LOW
I hope he don't be thinkin I'm just talkin
and I won't do a thing, really HOPE SO!

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm, lay low, nobody move until I say so
Limo tint rollin deep like the President
See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (beitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it
chocolate

Return of the Top Dogg, and ain't no stoppin this
Whatever the case, I ain't tryin to catch it
Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records
Unseen but well heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than
birds
, Snoop Dogg will emerge
from the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y'all say
From the "World's Most Dangerous Group" - N.W.A
Ay, ay

[Butch Cassidy]
Our rise, it was no surprise
I always knew these fools would trip
Hatin, fakin, schemin on mine
and on the down low copy shit
Best move cause I refuse to lose
no matter which damn road I choose
So lay low cause you might be bruised
Top story on the evening news
I ain't for
games
, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
That's what I came fo'

[Goldie Loc - Eastsidaz]
Where that nigga who be talkin shit?
He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits
Then I hit it
from
the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was tryin to take her
home

Dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy Brougham
Coulda thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong

[Tray Deee - Eastsidaz]
Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?
The same click he came with and made the game flip
Now niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on

[Master P]
Whassup pimpin?  It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin but loop
They call me Jack Hannah for all the red I got
but they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah, cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
It's, No Limit til I D-I-E
C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be

[Chorus]

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Down For My Niggaz

featuring Snoop Dogg,Magic

C-Murder

3:46

From Tha Chuuuch To Da Palace (Explicit)

featuring Pharrell

Snoop Dogg

4:46

Fa shizzle dizzle, its the big Neptizzle
with the Snoopy D-O-Double Jizzle!
...(Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
...C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
...Hehe, yeah, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
...Ahaha, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)

[Verse 1]
Bam, boom, watchoo gone do cuz?
Guess I'm rollin in with them baby blue chucks
And I still got my khakis creased
Im still rockin on these beats, and got a bad rep on the streets
Its the S-N-double-O-P, and, biggest dogg of 'em all
and youse a flea, and
and since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
and give it to you mother fuckas like bust-a-bust
I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust
And cant none of yall, fuck wit us
But you can run up on the G but thats not thinkin wisely
these pullas are contagious, just like Ron Isley
{*What the hell is goin on? Someone's sleepin in my home*}
Snoop to the D-O-Double G
Get in, where you fit in... follow me

[CHORUS]
Whos the man with that dance? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis from his pants? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro' low anything will stand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin n juice in hand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)

[Verse 2]
I do it for the G's, and I do it for the hustlaz
Here to annihilate you mark-ass bustas
fuck the police cuz all they wanna do is cuff us
The one nigga is chilly, as if his name was Usher
But I'm still ridin in macks, makin 'em G stacks
and got them corn rows to the back
I aint really tryin to be picky
but if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
Doin by the ounces, Lo' lo's bouncin
Ninety doin fakin with kissin on the couchin
Boo to the ouchin, more a fountain
But thats how we get anotha doggy dogg housin
This year we aint fuck wih thousands
We clean with millions and we fly as a falcon
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg Pound, with a car fulla bitches
fuckin grits like Alice

[CHORUS]

[Verse 3]
Three 14 inch rims is runnin on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with the Cutlass Coupe
Ask Bill Gates (yeah I know the homie Snoop)
Yeah I'm straight loc'n, hangin wit my folk and
Follow Rakim cause 'I Ain't No Joke' and
Cause, I done seen so much (like what?)
Enough to have your feelings touched
When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatter
Check up on ya homies but they gave ya bad data
Make a nigga stop BREATHIN, that is so relievin
and now you niggaz believe in
What I say cause what I say is so real
Homie you don't wanna see the steel
You dont wanna catch a body, you came here to party!
Now that's what you should do, now where's my baby boo?

[CHORUS]

{*fade out*}

[Verse 1]
Bam, boom, watchoo gone do cuz?
Guess I'm rollin in with them baby blue chucks
And I still got my khakis creased
Im still rockin on these beats, and got a bad rep on the streets
Its the S-N-double-O-P, and, biggest dogg of 'em all
and youse a flea, and
and since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
and give it to you mother fuckas like bust-a-bust
I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust
And cant none of yall, fuck wit us
But you can run up on the G but thats not thinkin wisely
these pullas are contagious, just like Ron Isley
{*What the hell is goin on? Someone's sleepin in my home*}
Snoop to the D-O-Double G
Get in, where you fit in... follow me

[CHORUS]
Whos the man with that dance? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis from his pants? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro' low anything will stand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin n juice in hand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)

[Verse 2]
I do it for the G's, and I do it for the hustlaz
Here to annihilate you mark-ass bustas
fuck the police cuz all they wanna do is cuff us
The one nigga is chilly, as if his name was Usher
But I'm still ridin in macks, makin 'em G stacks
and got them corn rows to the back
I aint really tryin to be picky
but if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
Doin by the ounces, Lo' lo's bouncin
Ninety doin fakin with kissin on the couchin
Boo to the ouchin, more a fountain
But thats how we get anotha doggy dogg housin
This year we aint fuck wih thousands
We clean with millions and we fly as a falcon
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg Pound, with a car fulla bitches
fuckin grits like Alice

[CHORUS]

[Verse 3]
Three 14 inch rims is runnin on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with the Cutlass Coupe
Ask Bill Gates (yeah I know the homie Snoop)
Yeah I'm straight loc'n, hangin wit my folk and
Follow Rakim cause 'I Ain't No Joke' and
Cause, I done seen so much (like what?)
Enough to have your feelings touched
When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatter
Check up on ya homies but they gave ya bad data
Make a nigga stop BREATHIN, that is so relievin
and now you niggaz believe in
What I say cause what I say is so real
Homie you don't wanna see the steel
You dont wanna catch a body, you came here to party!
Now that's what you should do, now where's my baby boo?

[CHORUS]

{*fade out*}

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Bitch Please (Explicit)

featuring Xzibit

Snoop Dogg

3:55

(feat. Xzibit)

[Xzibit]
Yeah.. time to bring yo' ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah (Where you at?)
Snoop double-D, uh, O.G. (West coast, Los Angeles)
What, bringin it live, with Dr. Dre, what?
{*Xzibit makes the "Ghetto Bird" sound*}
Throwin up a BIG-ASS W, coverin up the world right?
YEAHHH! Hah, listen look

You ain't tryin to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground
How dat sound? Xzibit backin down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit
Glass and 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 niggaz with problems keep on steppin
Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back
Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that
for me? It's blasphemy, you fuckin around
with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot
While other rappers gettin "Treated Like a Prostitute"
So check the SoundScan

Chorus One: Snoop Dogg

All I wanna be was a G, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha
Let's get these motherfuckin G's, ha
Nigga you don't wanna fuck with this..

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm.. aww nah, big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heezee bay-bay
You jockin my style, "You so cra-zy"
Dre say, 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 the rental
Lincoln, Continental
Hmm, coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago
(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin man)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(These bitches know what time it is)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me MAN)
I get the pussy everywhere that I go
(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know

Chorus Two: Xzibit

Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees
For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)
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!

[Snoop Dogg]
Bitch, please! Now what you need to do is
Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (f'real)
Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks
Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc's
A cute lil' bitch with a whole lotta heart
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)
Worth about, two hundred G's and thirty keys
Now check this out Dre, now 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 nuttin to it, but to get to groovin
You been, waitin on a nigga like me (whas' happenin)
to take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy
A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)
That's the devil, they always wanna dance
See we go out with a bang (bang BANG!)
I'm tryin to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)

Outro: Nate Dogg (repeat 4X to fade)

Aiyyo.. aiyyo aiyyo; you don't wanna step to me
Still claimin D.P.G. - til the day I D-I-E

(feat. Xzibit)

[Xzibit]
Yeah.. time to bring yo' ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah (Where you at?)
Snoop double-D, uh, O.G. (West coast, Los Angeles)
What, bringin it live, with Dr. Dre, what?
{*Xzibit makes the "Ghetto Bird" sound*}
Throwin up a BIG-ASS W, coverin up the world right?
YEAHHH!  Hah, listen look

You ain't tryin to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground
How dat sound?  Xzibit backin down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit
Glass and 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 niggaz with problems keep on steppin
Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back
Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that
for me?  It's blasphemy, you fuckin around
with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot
While other rappers gettin "Treated Like a Prostitute"
So check the SoundScan

Chorus One: Snoop Dogg

All I wanna be was a G, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha
Let's get these motherfuckin G's, ha
Nigga you don't wanna fuck with this..

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm.. aww nah, big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heezee bay-bay
You jockin my style, "You so cra-zy"
Dre say, 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 the rental
Lincoln, Continental
Hmm, coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago
	(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin man)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go 
	(These bitches know what time it is)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
	(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me MAN)
I get the pussy everywhere that I go
	(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know

Chorus Two: Xzibit

Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees
For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)
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!

[Snoop Dogg]
Bitch, please!  Now what you need to do is
Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (f'real)
Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks
Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc's
A cute lil' bitch with a whole lotta heart
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)
Worth about, two hundred G's and thirty keys
Now check this out Dre, now 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 nuttin to it, but to get to groovin
You been, waitin on a nigga like me (whas' happenin)
to take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy
A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)
That's the devil, they always wanna dance
See we go out with a bang (bang BANG!)
I'm tryin to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)

Outro: Nate Dogg (repeat 4X to fade)

Aiyyo.. aiyyo aiyyo; you don't wanna step to me
Still claimin D.P.G. - til the day I D-I-E

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Still A G Thang (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg

4:19

Yeah yeah yeah I'm fin up in the corner in my
lowrider dogg. Ya heard me?

*Top dollar with the gold flea collar
dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]*
*Repeats throughout intro*

[Yeah it's still a G thang]
It's time for all the lowriders out there
yeah all the dippers you like to get ya dip on
hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes
yeah right trip...

It's like 4 & to the 5 & to the 6 & to the 7
I once was told that all doggs go to Heaven
Well how ya been where ya been & what it look like?
My game trump tight especially when it bump like
four DPG's gettin' crazy
& No Limit is the label that pays me!
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie
& I remember what my momma showed me
told me game recognize game
& stay true to what ya do & don't be ashamed
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder
how I keep from goin' under I'm a cold muthaf**ka
I fall to my knees & thank God before I do my thang
I don't know why, I love to gangbang
See life ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway bitch anyway
you can say what you wanna say
Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean old
Fiend know C know & P know see loc
We make music for the thugs and the bangers
and the bitches. f**k you R&B singers
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low
in a black rag Sixty-four hmm
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean
bangin' that real s**t nigga like Al Green
I'm headed straight to the LB
forget it that's what they tell me
Sell me everythang except some bulls**t
and when it's time for the gunfight nigga pull quick
Cause ain't nothin' butter but us
and nigga you'll get wet up for f**kin' with my cheddar
It's cold outside nigga grab ya sweater
and that bad bitch you f**kin' with
nigga she get ya set up
Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe
didn't ya see what happened to the President niggaro
livin' in a tight house big as the White House
You f**ked around & stuck ya dick
in that white bitch mouth
What you talkin' 'bout? Fool I'm dirty like the South
and to be real I feel that's how I'm comin' out
Back on the hoe stroll highway pimp patrol
put ya cuffs on ya girl nigga let her off parole
Man nigga way cold with his game
What's his muthaf**kin' name? Who me?
I'm the capital S I don't f**k with stress
N double O-P D-O muthaf**kin double G
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you can't
I'm ridin' in a tank I'm blowin' hella dank
So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or smokin' on some doe doe
spread the word and take the fo' door
The Last Don done hooked up with the muthaf**kin'
King of the coast with the most here's a toast
and Snoop Dogg is the representer
through the niggas & G's through the LBC's
and the Calio projects Brooklyn to Queens
Chi-town woe now the Dogg Pound in the house
everytime we touch down right next to my hometown
D-town [Detroit] Eastside St. Louie [St Louie]
Spokane get ya money man tic-tock
Little Rock right next to Houston, Texas
home of Rap-A-Lot we like to jack a lot
gimme what ya got let me get that up out ya nigga
I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it's hot
and got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot
and guess what she want the
nigga with the biggest nuts [Who dat?]
A nigga who don't give a f**k
Ya see niggas like me all we see is
money, power moves, and a bitch a week
And last but not least my nigga *B-O-Z*
much love from the N.O. my nigga Feel me?
and my little cousin D-A-Z forever nigga
this DPGC and oh yeah Dr. D-R-E
you know where I'm at nigga holla at me
get at me holla at me nigga holla at a dogg that's real
y'all niggas know what's happenin'
It's still a [DPG] thang
It's still a G thang

*Top dollar with the gold flea collar
dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]*

Yeah yeah yeah I'm fin up in the corner in my
lowrider dogg. Ya heard me?

*Top dollar with the gold flea collar
dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]*
*Repeats throughout intro*

[Yeah it's still a G thang]
It's time for all the lowriders out there
yeah all the dippers you like to get ya dip on
hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes
yeah right trip...

It's like 4 & to the 5 & to the 6 & to the 7
I once was told that all doggs go to Heaven
Well how ya been where ya been & what it look like?
My game trump tight especially when it bump like
four DPG's gettin' crazy
& No Limit is the label that pays me!
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie
& I remember what my momma showed me
told me game recognize game
& stay true to what ya do & don't be ashamed
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder
how I keep from goin' under I'm a cold muthaf**ka
I fall to my knees & thank God before I do my thang
I don't know why, I love to gangbang
See life ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway bitch anyway
you can say what you wanna say
Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean old
Fiend know C know & P know see loc
We make music for the thugs and the bangers
and the bitches. f**k you R&B singers
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low
in a black rag Sixty-four hmm
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean
bangin' that real s**t nigga like Al Green
I'm headed straight to the LB
forget it that's what they tell me
Sell me everythang except some bulls**t
and when it's time for the gunfight nigga pull quick
Cause ain't nothin' butter but us
and nigga you'll get wet up for f**kin' with my cheddar
It's cold outside nigga grab ya sweater
and that bad bitch you f**kin' with
nigga she get ya set up
Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe
didn't ya see what happened to the President niggaro
livin' in a tight house big as the White House
You f**ked around & stuck ya dick
in that white bitch mouth
What you talkin' 'bout? Fool I'm dirty like the South
and to be real I feel that's how I'm comin' out
Back on the hoe stroll highway pimp patrol
put ya cuffs on ya girl nigga let her off parole
Man nigga way cold with his game
What's his muthaf**kin' name? Who me?
I'm the capital S I don't f**k with stress
N double O-P D-O muthaf**kin double G
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you can't
I'm ridin' in a tank I'm blowin' hella dank
So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or smokin' on some doe doe
spread the word and take the fo' door
The Last Don done hooked up with the muthaf**kin'
King of the coast with the most here's a toast
and Snoop Dogg is the representer
through the niggas & G's through the LBC's
and the Calio projects Brooklyn to Queens
Chi-town woe now the Dogg Pound in the house
everytime we touch down right next to my hometown
D-town [Detroit] Eastside St. Louie [St Louie]
Spokane get ya money man tic-tock
Little Rock right next to Houston, Texas
home of Rap-A-Lot we like to jack a lot
gimme what ya got let me get that up out ya nigga
I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it's hot
and got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot
and guess what she want the
nigga with the biggest nuts [Who dat?]
A nigga who don't give a f**k
Ya see niggas like me all we see is
money, power moves, and a bitch a week
And last but not least my nigga *B-O-Z*
much love from the N.O. my nigga Feel me?
and my little cousin D-A-Z forever nigga
this DPGC and oh yeah Dr. D-R-E
you know where I'm at nigga holla at me
get at me holla at me nigga holla at a dogg that's real
y'all niggas know what's happenin'
It's still a [DPG] thang
It's still a G thang

*Top dollar with the gold flea collar
dippin' in my blue Impala [DPG]*

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Just Dippin' (Explicit)

featuring Dr. Dre,Jewell

Snoop Dogg

4:03

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
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
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
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?
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!
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
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 
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 
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 
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? 
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! 
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 
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

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10.

Wrong Idea (Explicit)

featuring Bad Azz,Kokane,Lil Hd

Snoop Dogg

4:15

Whassup nephew?
Sittin here choppin game, my nigga Bad Azz
Niggaz get the misconception of us
cause we so cold at what we do
But I really wanna let niggaz know
what's happenin though
You feel me? 

Now I don't want anybody
to get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothin to hide
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta
Gangsta niggaz do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

See me, I'm bout my money
my paper I'm bout my dollars
Poppin collars with this mac and this
slack and these two revolvers
See we smoke and go hoein cause
the bitch ain't never shit to me
and pussy stay sellin,
so I never let it get to me

The shit to me is simple,
it relies on credentials
We credible individuals,
ahead of you we original
Better known as criminals,
thuggin off on the stereo
Killin 'em on the radio,
some of them wanna hate me though

Fuck 'em cause they can't see
me doe and here we go again
The jealousy took me over success,
just keep you slower
While, you get nothin,
we keep gettin more
Pump pump the jam up,
drop drop the top

Hit hit the switch and smash down the block
And oh yeah this Long Beach so
you know when you see a nigga
And don't never get the wrong idea nigga
(Yeah, nigga what?) Holla at 'em

Now I don't want anybody
to get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothin to hide
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta
Gangsta niggaz do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

I keep my khakis creased, hat tilted to the East
On a bitch I remain the beast, none the least
Police try to cuff me and stuff me in the back
of they patrol car, cause I'm a former parole star

With the cool name,
this nigga here's a fool mayn
Go on and do yo' thang, gang-bang
in the hood and in Hollywood
Record company executives
think it's all to the good
Get to showin me around they house,

then he slide me in the back
and had the nerve to try to buy me out,
check this out mayn
I'm down with P, and D-R-E
A real nigga from the motherfuckin L.B.C.

I just look like this, I stay down for the twist
I'm real with this, deep as abyss
I gave you a pound, then I gave yo' wife a kiss
I had to dip cause y'all was full of that bullsheeit

Now I don't want anybody
to get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothin to hide
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta
Gangsta niggaz do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

Now I don't want anybody
to get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothin to hide
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta
Gangsta niggaz do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

Now I don't want anybody
to get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothin to hide
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta
Gangsta niggaz do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands -

Now I don't want anybody 
to get the wrong idea about me 
I don't have nothin to hide 
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta 
Gangsta niggaz do your dance 
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah) 
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

See me, I'm bout my money 
my paper I'm bout my dollars 
Poppin collars with this mac and this 
slack and these two revolvers 
See we smoke and go hoein cause 
the bitch ain't never shit to me 
and pussy stay sellin, 
so I never let it get to me

The shit to me is simple,
 it relies on credentials 
We credible individuals, 
ahead of you we original 
Better known as criminals, 
thuggin off on the stereo 
Killin 'em on the radio, 
some of them wanna hate me though

Fuck 'em cause they can't see 
me doe and here we go again 
The jealousy took me over success, 
just keep you slower 
While, you get nothin,
 we keep gettin more 
Pump pump the jam up, 
drop drop the top

Hit hit the switch and smash down the block 
And oh yeah this Long Beach so 
you know when you see a nigga 
And don't never get the wrong idea nigga 
(Yeah, nigga what?) Holla at 'em

Now I don't want anybody 
to get the wrong idea about me 
I don't have nothin to hide 
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta 
Gangsta niggaz do your dance 
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah) 
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

I keep my khakis creased, hat tilted to the East 
On a bitch I remain the beast, none the least 
Police try to cuff me and stuff me in the back 
of they patrol car, cause I'm a former parole star

With the cool name, 
this nigga here's a fool mayn 
Go on and do yo' thang, gang-bang 
in the hood and in Hollywood 
Record company executives 
think it's all to the good 
Get to showin me around they house,

then he slide me in the back 
and had the nerve to try to buy me out, 
check this out mayn 
I'm down with P, and D-R-E 
A real nigga from the motherfuckin L.B.C.

I just look like this, I stay down for the twist 
I'm real with this, deep as abyss 
I gave you a pound, then I gave yo' wife a kiss 
I had to dip cause y'all was full of that bullsheeit

Now I don't want anybody 
to get the wrong idea about me 
I don't have nothin to hide 
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta 
Gangsta niggaz do your dance 
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah) 
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

Now I don't want anybody 
to get the wrong idea about me 
I don't have nothin to hide 
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta 
Gangsta niggaz do your dance 
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah) 
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands

Now I don't want anybody 
to get the wrong idea about me 
I don't have nothin to hide 
I want the world to see..

I'm a gangsta gangsta 
Gangsta niggaz do your dance 
(C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah) 
Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands -

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11.

Stoplight (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg

4:21

How else could you capture the world
if you don't attack from the back
To the million march... hehehehe
(Yo, Snoopa Donna - what?)

[Chorus]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right (paper right)
And if you come back right then we can boogie, boogie, boogie
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right (paper right)
And if you come back right then we can boogie, boogie, boogie

[Snoop Dogg]
Boogie boogie boogie.. I'm goin 65, 75, 80
Mashin down the boulevard downtown movin like crazy
In the fast lane, high beams shinin
Tryna keep the timin on the track with the diamond in the back
Moon roof wide open, scopin, loc'in
The bitches believe, the hoes keep hopin
They can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in
Fo' hoes on the block tryna put they bid in
Girl put it to work, you gon' do the damn thing
hop in, the rest of y'all eat dirt
I'm rollin in the Mackmobile, I'm back for real
One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal
Back wheel spinnin, number one I'm winnin
Hoes lookin inside, and they just to grinnin
Waitin to choose, while the rest wait to pay y'all dues
Don't trip I keep my hoes in two

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your dial
In your car up inside the five o'clock traffic jam
We gon be takin request right now at 877-52-SNOOP
Call station namin ya game...
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly here
Man I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight shit
Man that motherfuckin bangin church

[Snoop Dogg]
You see them pretty buttons on my stereo?
(Yea can I touch it?) Don't touch 'em hoe!
You see Snoop Dogg on the floor mat
Pimpin ain't DEEEAD, now sit the fuck back
I'm the man in charge, +Boss+, my backhand is hard
Silky slim, man I'm large
Mashin so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do', and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe out there that can slow my flow
My wheels cost a fortune, bitch I'm scorchin
Seen some niggaz who love to talk shit
Reach for my thang in my glove compartment
Didn't have to use it, blasted my music
Kids in the streets askin - Doggy how I dooze it?
First place in the race and don't wanna lose it
Niggaz better watch out and bitches better mooooove it

[Interlude 2]
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the move
As I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums
If you cruisin up the boulevard in your car
Put it in park and let the Dogg spark
Yeah baby!

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Interlude 3]
Ohhhhhhh noooooo, not the track of funk!
I am Sir Dunk, DPG Funk
And I hate Stoplight!
I always ran to the next like a Minnie
I told you I wouldn't C-Walk
Let me out, yarhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

[Snoop Dogg]
Half past late and I'm still rollin
Real hoe'n, make a nigga pocket still swollen
Still goin, black and white tip-toe'n
Flashin my player's card (why you play so hard?)
Cause I'ma Don, sippin Moet, smokin chron'
Doggy wanna see that dress my loc's are on
Pimp from black-red, brunette back to blonde
Can't tell the sunset from the crack of dawn
Half tank of gas
Rollin' down the window, reach out and spank that ass
Gettin hot, turn down the heat, burn down the street
My hoes love to earn my keep
It's only five miles left, so I whipped it
Skipped it, flipped it in ovedrive
Straight bonafide pimp nigga on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight!

How else could you capture the world
if you don't attack from the back
To the million march... hehehehe
(Yo, Snoopa Donna - what?)

[Chorus]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right (paper right)
And if you come back right then we can boogie, boogie, boogie
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right (paper right)
And if you come back right then we can boogie, boogie, boogie

[Snoop Dogg]
Boogie boogie boogie.. I'm goin 65, 75, 80
Mashin down the boulevard downtown movin like crazy
In the fast lane, high beams shinin
Tryna keep the timin on the track with the diamond in the back
Moon roof wide open, scopin, loc'in
The bitches believe, the hoes keep hopin
They can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in
Fo' hoes on the block tryna put they bid in
Girl put it to work, you gon' do the damn thing
hop in, the rest of y'all eat dirt
I'm rollin in the Mackmobile, I'm back for real
One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal
Back wheel spinnin, number one I'm winnin
Hoes lookin inside, and they just to grinnin
Waitin to choose, while the rest wait to pay y'all dues
Don't trip I keep my hoes in two

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your dial
In your car up inside the five o'clock traffic jam
We gon be takin request right now at 877-52-SNOOP
Call station namin ya game...
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly here
Man I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight shit
Man that motherfuckin bangin church

[Snoop Dogg]
You see them pretty buttons on my stereo?
(Yea can I touch it?) Don't touch 'em hoe!
You see Snoop Dogg on the floor mat
Pimpin ain't DEEEAD, now sit the fuck back
I'm the man in charge, +Boss+, my backhand is hard
Silky slim, man I'm large
Mashin so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do', and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe out there that can slow my flow
My wheels cost a fortune, bitch I'm scorchin
Seen some niggaz who love to talk shit
Reach for my thang in my glove compartment
Didn't have to use it, blasted my music
Kids in the streets askin - Doggy how I dooze it?
First place in the race and don't wanna lose it
Niggaz better watch out and bitches better mooooove it

[Interlude 2]
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the move
As I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums
If you cruisin up the boulevard in your car
Put it in park and let the Dogg spark
Yeah baby!

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[Interlude 3]
Ohhhhhhh noooooo, not the track of funk!
I am Sir Dunk, DPG Funk
And I hate Stoplight!
I always ran to the next like a Minnie
I told you I wouldn't C-Walk
Let me out, yarhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

[Snoop Dogg]
Half past late and I'm still rollin
Real hoe'n, make a nigga pocket still swollen
Still goin, black and white tip-toe'n
Flashin my player's card (why you play so hard?)
Cause I'ma Don, sippin Moet, smokin chron'
Doggy wanna see that dress my loc's are on
Pimp from black-red, brunette back to blonde
Can't tell the sunset from the crack of dawn
Half tank of gas
Rollin' down the window, reach out and spank that ass
Gettin hot, turn down the heat, burn down the street
My hoes love to earn my keep
It's only five miles left, so I whipped it
Skipped it, flipped it in ovedrive
Straight bonafide pimp nigga on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight!

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12.

Snoopafella (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg

5:23

Once upon a time, in the L.B.C.
On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street
There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name
To make it interesting it's me, peep game
I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad
And two step-brothers who treated me bad
I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors
And I was like an errand boy runnin to the stores
My brothers, they used to boast and brag:
"We've got Fubu, and you've got rags!"
And even worse than that, to make me feel low
They gave me a skateboard, while they had low-lows
Girls used to say, "Snoop, you're so cute
But you gets no rap with that to' up khaki suit"
Welllll, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
The princess is having a royal ball
If you can rap, also dress fresh
You might win a date with the sweet princess"
Well I, um, ran home when I heard the newsflash
I bust through the door, straight to my step-dad
I said, "Step-dad, may I?"
And before I could finish, "Hell no!", he replied (Cinderfella!)
My brothers were goin, they were gettin down
Even Pops was goin for a piece of the crown (Cinderfella!)
They flaunted, they haunted, they knew what I wanted
"We can and you can't," is what they taunted (nana-nana-nah-nah)
They all stood there, laughin in my face
And as they walked out they said, "Clean up this place!"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

Well I shrugged, I hissed, they all tried to diss
And I'd get them back if I had one wish
Before I could make my thought a phrase
There appeared a man from a puff of haze
He said, "What's up, Dogg? My name is Herb
I'm your fairy Doggfather, you know it, word!
Now I've came here with the main purpose
Of granting you your fondest wish"
I said, "Herb, my man, just make me fresh
And I'm sure that I can handle, all the rest"
With a snap of his fingers sparks began to shoot
And I was jumpin in my body: a slick silk suit
On my feet was some white tube socks
And a fresh pair of Chucks from the Foot-lock
I showed him my sack, and don't you know
With a snap, the sack became some doe-doe
Once again his hands began to flow
Then he changed my skateboard into a six-fo' (damn!)
He checked me over, passed me the keys
And said, "One more thing before you leave...
You must return before the stroke of twelve
Or you'll turn back into your old self"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

I jumped in the low-low and went on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped (well alright!)
The princess was starin, while holdin a drank
Reflected from her eyes was gold tank
She waved her hands like, "Hello! Hi!"
Then gave another gesture like, "Come here, guy!"
I left the stage, girls came in flocks
The b***h was swingin from the hard knocks
I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock
Gong! First bell before twelve o'clock
No time to waste, I broke out in haste
The princess followed in a futile chase
A quick steady pace is what I kept
Lost one of my Chucks on one of those steps
For the six-fo' I continued my stride
About this time I heard gong five
I was down the block when I heard gong eight
And the princess screamed out, "Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

I was almost home when my luck ran out
And there went my suit, my doe sack and clout
My fresh low-low, also went too
And there was no denyin that my night was through
The one All-Star, the freshest thing I sported
Jumped on my board, for home I skateboarded
Made it to my pad, no time at all
Went to my room, or better yet the far wall
Hid the shoe away, still feelin pleased
Then jumped in my cot to catch some Z's
Early the next mornin, when I awoke
I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat
Slid into the front, my family stared at me
Sayin, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be"
They kept askin me if I did my chores
My butt was saved by a knock at the door
"Who is it?", that's what my brothers barked
"The princess," this sweet voice remarked
She said she was lookin for a certain man
Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand
The family ran around with their heads in the air
Bringin her shoes from everywhere
She just shook her head, a nod of relief
And said, "No, that's not the one that I'm lookin' for, Chief"
I ran in the room and got my shoe
And said, "Is this the one you're referring to?"
Well she said, "Yes, and you're so cute
But where's your doe-doe and slick silk suit?"
I put on the shoe, then there came a flash of light
And I was wearin s**t, from just last night
Looked out the window, saw the six-fo'
Yelled to my family, "I've GOT to go!"
We drove up the Avenue, the princess and I
And in back of me, I heard my family cry...

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

Well I shrugged, I hissed, they all tried to diss
And I'd get them back if I had one wish
Before I could make my thought a phrase
There appeared a man from a puff of haze
He said, "What's up, Dogg? My name is Herb
I'm your fairy Doggfather, you know it, word!
Now I've came here with the main purpose
Of granting you your fondest wish"
I said, "Herb, my man, just make me fresh
And I'm sure that I can handle, all the rest"
With a snap of his fingers sparks began to shoot
And I was jumpin in my body: a slick silk suit
On my feet was some white tube socks
And a fresh pair of Chucks from the Foot-lock
I showed him my sack, and don't you know
With a snap, the sack became some doe-doe
Once again his hands began to flow
Then he changed my skateboard into a six-fo' (damn!)
He checked me over, passed me the keys
And said, "One more thing before you leave...
You must return before the stroke of twelve
Or you'll turn back into your old self"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

I jumped in the low-low and went on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped (well alright!)
The princess was starin, while holdin a drank
Reflected from her eyes was gold tank
She waved her hands like, "Hello! Hi!"
Then gave another gesture like, "Come here, guy!"
I left the stage, girls came in flocks
The b***h was swingin from the hard knocks
I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock
Gong! First bell before twelve o'clock
No time to waste, I broke out in haste
The princess followed in a futile chase
A quick steady pace is what I kept
Lost one of my Chucks on one of those steps
For the six-fo' I continued my stride
About this time I heard gong five
I was down the block when I heard gong eight
And the princess screamed out, "Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

I was almost home when my luck ran out
And there went my suit, my doe sack and clout
My fresh low-low, also went too
And there was no denyin that my night was through
The one All-Star, the freshest thing I sported
Jumped on my board, for home I skateboarded
Made it to my pad, no time at all
Went to my room, or better yet the far wall
Hid the shoe away, still feelin pleased
Then jumped in my cot to catch some Z's
Early the next mornin, when I awoke
I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat
Slid into the front, my family stared at me
Sayin, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be"
They kept askin me if I did my chores
My butt was saved by a knock at the door
"Who is it?", that's what my brothers barked
"The princess," this sweet voice remarked
She said she was lookin for a certain man
Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand
The family ran around with their heads in the air
Bringin her shoes from everywhere
She just shook her head, a nod of relief
And said, "No, that's not the one that I'm lookin' for, Chief"
I ran in the room and got my shoe
And said, "Is this the one you're referring to?"
Well she said, "Yes, and you're so cute
But where's your doe-doe and slick silk suit?"
I put on the shoe, then there came a flash of light
And I was wearin s**t, from just last night
Looked out the window, saw the six-fo'
Yelled to my family, "I've GOT to go!"
We drove up the Avenue, the princess and I
And in back of me, I heard my family cry...

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!

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13.

The One And Only (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg

3:50

Aw yeah, coming to you live and direct from the LBC
We have the one and only, Snoop D-O double G
Yeah, yeah, drop it

[scratching]
It's the one and only D-O double G
Big Snoop Dogg, it's the one and only
The one and only, D-O double-double-double G

[Snoop Dogg]
Big Snoop Dogg
You in the presence of a motherfucking rap star
I push up laid back in a black car
Though I bossed up, it ain't hard to tell that
I came up hard as hell, check it out
I stayed sharp and played my part
All I had was a mic, a dream and some heart
Me and my moms wasn't getting along at this time
And since pops was gone, I'm out grinding
Catch a nigga praying, swearing I ain't going back to jail
Judge about tired of a playa, I don't know about this bidness shit
But I'm good with this rapping, can I get a witness what's happening
That's about the time I put down the rocks
And got to working in the studio around the clock
For a small profit, but a whole lot of game
Man I'm famous, now it ain't the same

[Chorus]
It's the one and only D-O double G
Do you want some of this
Top Dogg bite em all, yeah I'm burning it up
Aw naw, Big Snoop Dogg
You tuned in to the number one
Buck one, buck two, buck three, buck four
So get real fool, fool

[Snoop Dogg]
Local boy made good over night shit
Not only am I getting righteous but wise see
I paid the price, with consecutive platinum hits
I up my status, aint no more Calvin Broadus
World on my shoulder, but I can handle it
Now that I'm older, I'm sharper and colder
Can you remember when I slid in Deep Cover
And made niggas in the Beach love eachother
A street hustler, but I'm all set for the come up
Best kept secret so I'm want up
I've been acquitted up for 1-8-7
Yes I'm blessed thank God in Heaven
Now all I need is a push in the right direction
Weed and a mic now I'm writing checks
And now the game ain't stopping
And can't nobody say my name ain't popping
Started off young as a little-bitty buck
Now I'm ready for the world, and I got to give it up

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]
You in the presence of a motherfucking millionaire
Stop, look, listen, feel, yeah I ain't tripping on shit
I worked hard as a motherfucker
Fuck Cuzz, and him too cause all y'all suckas
Now with the savvy of a business man
I gave, new niggas a chance, to see what they was saying
And kept a spot on hot, West Coast on lock
Big Dizzel knocking down your block
Never looking back uh uh, a steady process
And leaving that way, cause see I'm blessed
It's like I'm happy now, cause I'm a family man
I fell in love with my kids and my wife again
And these here are the files of a classic
It's my throne till I choose to pass it
Worldwide and the sun shine so bright
That's why I wear my yellow C's at night nigga

[Chorus]

Aw yeah, coming to you live and direct from the LBC
We have the one and only, Snoop D-O double G
Yeah, yeah, drop it

[scratching]
It's the one and only D-O double G
Big Snoop Dogg, it's the one and only
The one and only, D-O double-double-double G

[Snoop Dogg]
Big Snoop Dogg
You in the presence of a motherfucking rap star
I push up laid back in a black car
Though I bossed up, it ain't hard to tell that
I came up hard as hell, check it out
I stayed sharp and played my part
All I had was a mic, a dream and some heart
Me and my moms wasn't getting along at this time
And since pops was gone, I'm out grinding
Catch a nigga praying, swearing I ain't going back to jail
Judge about tired of a playa, I don't know about this bidness shit
But I'm good with this rapping, can I get a witness what's happening
That's about the time I put down the rocks
And got to working in the studio around the clock
For a small profit, but a whole lot of game
Man I'm famous, now it ain't the same

[Chorus]
It's the one and only D-O double G
Do you want some of this
Top Dogg bite em all, yeah I'm burning it up
Aw naw, Big Snoop Dogg
You tuned in to the number one
Buck one, buck two, buck three, buck four
So get real fool, fool

[Snoop Dogg]
Local boy made good over night shit
Not only am I getting righteous but wise see
I paid the price, with consecutive platinum hits
I up my status, aint no more Calvin Broadus
World on my shoulder, but I can handle it
Now that I'm older, I'm sharper and colder
Can you remember when I slid in Deep Cover
And made niggas in the Beach love eachother
A street hustler, but I'm all set for the come up
Best kept secret so I'm want up
I've been acquitted up for 1-8-7
Yes I'm blessed thank God in Heaven
Now all I need is a push in the right direction
Weed and a mic now I'm writing checks
And now the game ain't stopping
And can't nobody say my name ain't popping
Started off young as a little-bitty buck
Now I'm ready for the world, and I got to give it up

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]
You in the presence of a motherfucking millionaire
Stop, look, listen, feel, yeah I ain't tripping on shit
I worked hard as a motherfucker
Fuck Cuzz, and him too cause all y'all suckas
Now with the savvy of a business man
I gave, new niggas a chance, to see what they was saying
And kept a spot on hot, West Coast on lock
Big Dizzel knocking down your block
Never looking back uh uh, a steady process
And leaving that way, cause see I'm blessed
It's like I'm happy now, cause I'm a family man
I fell in love with my kids and my wife again
And these here are the files of a classic
It's my throne till I choose to pass it
Worldwide and the sun shine so bright
That's why I wear my yellow C's at night nigga

[Chorus]

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14.

Loosen' Control (Explicit)

featuring Butch Cassidy

Snoop Dogg

4:09

Man, you got me goin' crazy Baby
I'm losin' my mind

Chorus (Butch Cassidy + Snoop Dogg):

(Butch Cassidy)
Feels like I'm losin' control
And I don't even know
Girl you hurt me oh so bad cuz I love you so, hey
But it don't matter now
I'm doin' better now
Whatever you do, Bitch
Will come back to you, Bitch
Heeeeeeey, hey
Heeeeeeey, hey
Heeeeeeeeeeeey, hey
Heeeeeeey, hey

(Snoop Dogg)
I was in love at times
I was so hurt, she made me forget my rhymes

First Verse (Snoop Dogg + Butch Cassidy):

(Snoop Dogg)
Now who would ever think that I wanted her home?
Three kids and a wife, never be alone
A dog in the front yard and that picket fence
Havin' somethin' on the side? It didn't make sense

(Butch Cassidy)
I'm a family man sportin' a wedding band

(Snoop Dogg)
I heard them niggas on your pager didn't give a damn
I gave you eighty percent of all my trust in you
The other twenty was cool, cuz we gone make it through

(Butch Cassidy)
The homies said she got my mind blew in, blew in

(Snoop Dogg)
I told that nigga like Chris Tucker,
'Don't worry about what the fuck I be doin''
We was makin' chemistry, but who is he?
And how this nigga know the deal about you and me?

(Butch Cassidy)
I fell to my knees and asked the girl 'Why?'

(Snoop Dogg)
She looked at my eyes with no reply
So I cried
I was in love at times
I was so hurt, she made me forget my rhymes

Chorus

Second Verse (Snoop Dogg):

I was in love at times
They say game don't wait, ha Warren G?
Well the game better wait for me
I'm spendin' my time while I'm writin' these rhymes
In the Hills for real, sippin' wines
Girl, you'z a dime
Got me losin' my mind
Well if lovin' you is a crime
I'm down to do my time
Lock me up and throw away the key
I once told that 'This was the way love was meant to be'
I see you with me forever
We can do things that you never,
Thought you could've
Up out the hood-uh
Is where I took you
Never overlooked you
I can't believe that you shook to another spot
And left me cold, now I'm hot
I'm tryin' to find you, what am I to do?
I gave you everything that you needed

Chorus

Bridge One (Snoop Dogg+Butch Cassidy):

(Snoop Dogg)
You know what girl?
I was in love with you and you treated me like that,
But you know what they say?
What goes around comes around

(Butch Cassidy)
How could, how could, you do me wrong?
You be messin' up my songs
Now a nigga must move on
Gave love, and you just, straight played on me
Had a nigga sick for weeks
Now I must begin my streak

Man, you got me goin' crazy Baby
I'm losin' my mind

Chorus (Butch Cassidy + Snoop Dogg):

(Butch Cassidy)
Feels like I'm losin' control
And I don't even know
Girl you hurt me oh so bad cuz I love you so, hey
But it don't matter now
I'm doin' better now
Whatever you do, Bitch
Will come back to you, Bitch
Heeeeeeey, hey
Heeeeeeey, hey
Heeeeeeeeeeeey, hey
Heeeeeeey, hey

(Snoop Dogg)
I was in love at times
I was so hurt, she made me forget my rhymes

First Verse (Snoop Dogg + Butch Cassidy):

(Snoop Dogg)
Now who would ever think that I wanted her home?
Three kids and a wife, never be alone
A dog in the front yard and that picket fence
Havin' somethin' on the side? It didn't make sense

(Butch Cassidy)
I'm a family man sportin' a wedding band

(Snoop Dogg)
I heard them niggas on your pager didn't give a damn
I gave you eighty percent of all my trust in you
The other twenty was cool, cuz we gone make it through

(Butch Cassidy)
The homies said she got my mind blew in, blew in

(Snoop Dogg)
I told that nigga like Chris Tucker,
'Don't worry about what the fuck I be doin''
We was makin' chemistry, but who is he?
And how this nigga know the deal about you and me?

(Butch Cassidy)
I fell to my knees and asked the girl 'Why?'

(Snoop Dogg)
She looked at my eyes with no reply
So I cried
I was in love at times
I was so hurt, she made me forget my rhymes

Chorus

Second Verse (Snoop Dogg):

I was in love at times
They say game don't wait, ha Warren G?
Well the game better wait for me
I'm spendin' my time while I'm writin' these rhymes
In the Hills for real, sippin' wines
Girl, you'z a dime
Got me losin' my mind
Well if lovin' you is a crime
I'm down to do my time
Lock me up and throw away the key
I once told that 'This was the way love was meant to be'
I see you with me forever
We can do things that you never,
Thought you could've
Up out the hood-uh
Is where I took you
Never overlooked you
I can't believe that you shook to another spot
And left me cold, now I'm hot
I'm tryin' to find you, what am I to do?
I gave you everything that you needed

Chorus

Bridge One (Snoop Dogg+Butch Cassidy):

(Snoop Dogg)
You know what girl?
I was in love with you and you treated me like that,
But you know what they say?
What goes around comes around

(Butch Cassidy)
How could, how could, you do me wrong?
You be messin' up my songs
Now a nigga must move on
Gave love, and you just, straight played on me
Had a nigga sick for weeks
Now I must begin my streak

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15.

Gin And Juice II (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg

3:36

16.

Stacey Adams (Explicit)

featuring Kokane

Snoop Dogg

4:36

Yeah
A little something for all the O.G.s out there
That put the foundation together
Was doin' this thang
Before I knew what to do with this thang right here
Ya know
But just to let them know what time it is
And how we get down
Me, Kokane, and Battlecat
Gone let y'all know how we do this thang here
Check this out y'all

We stay on point like Stacey Adams

24 hours a day,7 days a week, can ya dig it?
That's real talk baby
You know what
We stay on point like Stacey Adams
That's real talk right there baby
(Stacey Adams)

Verse 1:

I'm in a 3 piece suit
Looking too cute
Mashin' flashin'
Lookin' for a prostitute
Boo boo, you got that loot
I'm watchin' you, you watchin' me
It's all to the gravy cuz it's V.I.P
And everythang in here movin' belong to me
That component set, was given to me
By a pimp buddy of mine Disco D.
He told me, Frisco E.
This here gone be
The baddest pimp nigga that you ever gone see
Colder than Fillmore Slim
Tilt that brim
Snoop Dogg gone sell that trick
Keep it crackin' like pistachios
Get that money
And continue to mash these hoes
And when the Player's Ball roll around again
I'm guaranteed to win
You know why?
Cuz we

Chorus:

We stay on point like Stacey Adams
24 hours a day, 7 days a week
Yea, yea

You know why?
We stay on point like Stacey Adams
You know that's all we know how to do
(Stacey Adams)
Gee'd up to the feet up

Verse 2:

Not only that but uhh
Make it spectacular
Put on my black cape
And look like Blackula
Smack ya up with the shit that I drop
911, call the cops
There's a bitch, snitch
Ain't that a bitch
I can't trust nobody in this sonofabitch
I get rich on the fakers who hate
Bakin' my cake
And catch the Lakers at 8
On channel 9
Pop a bottle of wine
Then at 10 hit the club
With my nephew Dub
11:30, talkin' dirty to this little birdy
I'm trying to get mine early
I can't be seen with your girly
Continue to mash these hoes
I keep it crackin' like pistachios
I get the money first
With no rehearsal
Snoop D-O double G
Still controversial
Aahhh

Chorus 3x

We stay on point like Stacey Adams

24 hours a day,7 days a week, can ya dig it?
That's real talk baby
You know what
We stay on point like Stacey Adams
That's real talk right there baby
(Stacey Adams)

Verse 1:

I'm in a 3 piece suit
Looking too cute
Mashin' flashin'
Lookin' for a prostitute
Boo boo, you got that loot
I'm watchin' you, you watchin' me
It's all to the gravy cuz it's V.I.P
And everythang in here movin' belong to me
That component set, was given to me
By a pimp buddy of mine Disco D.
He told me, Frisco E.
This here gone be
The baddest pimp nigga that you ever gone see
Colder than Fillmore Slim
Tilt that brim
Snoop Dogg gone sell that trick
Keep it crackin' like pistachios
Get that money
And continue to mash these hoes
And when the Player's Ball roll around again
I'm guaranteed to win
You know why?
Cuz we

Chorus:

We stay on point like Stacey Adams
24 hours a day, 7 days a week
Yea, yea

You know why?
We stay on point like Stacey Adams
You know that's all we know how to do
(Stacey Adams)
Gee'd up to the feet up

Verse 2:

Not only that but uhh
Make it spectacular
Put on my black cape
And look like Blackula
Smack ya up with the shit that I drop
911, call the cops
There's a bitch, snitch
Ain't that a bitch
I can't trust nobody in this sonofabitch
I get rich on the fakers who hate
Bakin' my cake
And catch the Lakers at 8
On channel 9
Pop a bottle of wine
Then at 10 hit the club
With my nephew Dub
11:30, talkin' dirty to this little birdy
I'm trying to get mine early
I can't be seen with your girly
Continue to mash these hoes
I keep it crackin' like pistachios
I get the money first
With no rehearsal
Snoop D-O double G
Still controversial
Aahhh

Chorus 3x

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17.

Ride On/Caught Up!

featuring Kurupt

Snoop Dogg

4:41

18.

G Bedtime Stories (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg

2:16

Yo' whassup, whassup.
(Could you read us a bedtime story?)
Alright, alright.
Ya'll get my ash tray, get my lighter.
I'm a read ya'll a gangsta bedtime story.
Come here, sit on my lap.
(Okay.)
Check it out.

Great scotts, it's hot today
He ran up out of bullets so I shot him in his chest
He fell to the floor with his hands in the air
His vision gettin blurry but you know I didn't care
Peck, peck, he tried to stay on deck
So I ran up on this nigga and I shot him in his neck
Shooting like a muthaf**kin vietnam vet
Riding on this nigga disrepectin my set
No stranger to danger ain't no warning shots
On the hood gettin hot, anybody can drop
You better have a spot up in town my nigga
Cause please believe it, it can go down my nigga
Caught up in some traffic behind some hood rat
Grease strikes you out with no get back
Wishing for a steak eatin on a Kit Kat
And your b***h ain't s**t the little homie hit that
Sit back and go see, take a trip up with me
Let's go get a stick nigga dip with me
We can ride on some niggas for nuthin at all
Even if we cool with 'em, f**k 'em let's go get 'em
LBC in this muthaf**ka cuz
I had to show these niggas what time it was
We got thugs, cons, drugs and guns
We claiming everything nigga, even dimes and doves
Have you ever slapped a b***h to mack your grip
Or better yet, strapped a clip
To a muthaf**kin' nine millimeter for heater
And put the ride down out of G two seater
You need a nigga like me to get your game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that nigga who brought the afro back
And pat your back and then I turn around and snatch your sack
Before I came out niggas was wearing slack
I brought the curl back and the golf hat
The black poker sack and this skandelous raps
The one eight seven kidnaps and jacks
I brought snaps to the game nigga
Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap name nigga
S-N double O-P fa sho
I do my thang way cut throat on the downlow
Oh once upon a time in the LBC
There lived a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids looked up to him
All the women stayed true to him, police tried to do him
But couldn't do nothing to him cause he's like stainless steel
And all they hated on him because he was way to real
I don't know why but he's just so fly
But I gotta end this story by saying goodnight

Great scotts, it's hot today
He ran up out of bullets so I shot him in his chest
He fell to the floor with his hands in the air
His vision gettin blurry but you know I didn't care
Peck, peck, he tried to stay on deck
So I ran up on this nigga and I shot him in his neck
Shooting like a muthaf**kin vietnam vet
Riding on this nigga disrepectin my set
No stranger to danger ain't no warning shots
On the hood gettin hot, anybody can drop
You better have a spot up in town my nigga
Cause please believe it, it can go down my nigga
Caught up in some traffic behind some hood rat
Grease strikes you out with no get back
Wishing for a steak eatin on a Kit Kat 
And your b***h ain't s**t the little homie hit that
Sit back and go see, take a trip up with me
Let's go get a stick nigga dip with me
We can ride on some niggas for nuthin at all
Even if we cool with 'em, f**k 'em let's go get 'em
LBC in this muthaf**ka cuz
I had to show these niggas what time it was
We got thugs, cons, drugs and guns 
We claiming everything nigga, even dimes and doves
Have you ever slapped a b***h to mack your grip
Or better yet, strapped a clip 
To a muthaf**kin' nine millimeter for heater 
And put the ride down out of G two seater
You need a nigga like me to get your game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that nigga who brought the afro back 
And pat your back and then I turn around and snatch your sack
Before I came out niggas was wearing slack
I brought the curl back and the golf hat
The black poker sack and this skandelous raps
The one eight seven kidnaps and jacks
I brought snaps to the game nigga
Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap name nigga
S-N double O-P fa sho
I do my thang way cut throat on the downlow
Oh once upon a time in the LBC
There lived a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids looked up to him
All the women stayed true to him, police tried to do him
But couldn't do nothing to him cause he's like stainless steel
And all they hated on him because he was way to real
I don't know why but he's just so fly
But I gotta end this story by saying goodnight

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19.

Hell Yeah [Stone Cold Steve Austin Theme]

featuring W.C.

Snoop Dogg

3:38