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[Intro:]
We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherf**ker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggaz know who I am y'all niggaz tearin up shit But we got somethin old, and somethin new for y'all tongiht Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics [Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg] It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearin motherf**kers tryin to steal my flow But it ain't no thang cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do' Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havn't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, 'cause i'm back (why?) Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now Tell me what's goin on It make me wanna holler, 'cause my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes and quit tryin to spit at my motherf**kin hoes Seakin of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and i'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherf**kin paws Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize And see where I'm comin from it's still East Side till I die Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D-O-Double-G-Y [Chorus:] It's a crazy mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World [Verse Two: Kurupt] Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll f**k all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sippin juice and gin Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin flavor like Life Savors Ain't that somethin, talk shit and I'm dumpin I had your whole f**kin block bumpin Don't sweat, but check the tecnique, I'm unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through One-two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A f**kin menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and poppin All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin I wanna see some panties droppin I'm comin from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton (All I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows) I'm dishin out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the name's often marked for catchin slugs and I smoke weed for the f**k of it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked but it's manditory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin and movin Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massicre from a verbal assassin Murderin with rhymes packin Tec-9's for some action You really don't know, do you, you f**kin wit a hog You can't do me, I'm goin out looney like O-Dog [Chorus] [Verse Three: Daz] Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long) Tell when (till the early morn) It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit (for the) The Dogg Pound clique (to drop the cavvy Dogg shit) Diggity Daz out of the motherf**kin cut once mo' So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick Till I die I'm still screamin that (bitches ain't shit) Now i'm the mack daddy, had he, not known about the city where I'm from, dum diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The D-O-Double-G the P-O-U-N-D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell that's what the f**k you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die [Chorus] |
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| 1:59 |
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Dizzle fizzle! Da bizzle! (Boss!)
Tha bling! Tha bling! (Ah ah ah!)[echoes] Yeah... Uh uh It's 2002 [echoes]... And whatchu gon' do? (whatchu gon' do?) I'ma boss up... Ironically speakin' (uh), or it is generally speakin'... I'm the ambassador, better yet, the PROFESSOR, of G-OLOGY (of G-ology)Just bossin' up right now Uh uh.. Tha Boss would like to see ya (yeah... yeah) Tha Boss would like to see ya Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya DOGGY! First Black with a casino! (Ah ah) Tha Boss would like to see ya (who me?) Yeah, I ain't takin' orders no more (Huh-uh!) Boss Boss... [echoes] Uh.. I'm tha Boss (ahh!) It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here (yeah, I'm tha Boss) It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here Tha Boss would like to see ya (who?) Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya (who? who?) Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya DOGGY! Fist Black with a casino (ah ah!) Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss... |
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| 4:26 |
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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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| 4:35 |
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I'm so glad that you believe in me like I believe in you This love's exactly how I picture... (how I picture) It's such a joy when I receive all that I need in you We're flowing smooth just like a river... (like a river) Express my true When, I make love to you... (to you) Just like that day back in September If we might run in some problems I know you'll see me through There's nothing for you I wont do Cause I believe in you... (you) Oh I believe in you... (you) [Snoop Dogg] And I believe in you too See can't nobody make me do what you do I mean I'm so in love with you... (boo) I never thought a girl could make me Take me To a whole new world Re-shape me, love me, hate me Lately We ain't been fussing or fighting You play all day and I be working at night and The only one who understands my life and The cake and the icing These other girls In the world Live their life so trifling I couldn't do it no more I had to sit you down And make you my wife and... (yaa) Cold thing But you know It's a cold gain... (goal gain) It's so real I had to bless you with my last name... (last name) Slowed me down Straight took me out the fast lane... (fast lane) Hold me down Come on baby Watch me do this thing... (do it) I been crowned king So I guess that means you're my queen You have my seeds Lets go ahead and raise this team It's so special You're all I ever need [Latoiya Williams] I'm feeling good and my baby's home You're spending time Holding hands To this beat The fellow that can satisfy my every need Is he the one? We've been around and we're both grown... (grown) Look at me... (me) I'm like a baby I took that chance And I feel secure about this love romance Let's have some fun And I believe when you say Ain't that special... (oh) Touch my soul... (soul) Feel the same When you whisper softly And call my name Here I come It's more than words that I ever could sing You're that chill bring Maybe your walk or just the way you do me I really think we are the two Cause I believe in you Take a second realize we can make it if you Don't stop Come on boy we about to take it To the top I know you're gonna love what you're about to see Do you believe in me? We can make it all nite long Baby if we Don't stop Come on boy you know you got me So hot I know I'm gonna love what you're about to do Cause I believe in you I believe in you [Snoop Dogg] And I believe in you too Cause its the right thing to do And I believe in you too Cause its the only thing to do I couldn't give you away No matter what my friends sizzay See when I'm gone Away from home I'm alone every dizzay I left a gang of messages for you On your two way But you ain't hollered back But you know how, you play You say, ok I say, no way We got to be together forever And a dizzay Cause I believe in you [Latoiya Williams] Take a second realize we can make it if we Don't stop Come on boy we about to take it To the top I know you're gonna love what you're about to see Do you believe in me? We can make it all nite long Baby if we Don't stop Come on boy you know you got me So hot I know I'm gone love what you're about to do Cause I believe in you I'm so glad that you believe in me like I believe in you This love's exactly how I picture It's such a joy when I receive all that I need in you We're flowing smooth just like a river... (like a river) Express my true When, I make love to you... (to you) Just like that day back in September If we might run in some problems I know you'll see me through There's nothing for you I won't do Cause I believe in you... (you) Oh I believe in you... (you) |
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[Snoop] Ehehe, oh really? You know what? .. You talk too much Hoe get up out my face unless you tryin to fuck Cause on the real a nigga kinda drunk And right now the way you lookin bitch you fly as fuck I don't even know if I done had too much You play too much, I had to fuck Cuddled you up and put my hands on your butt Rubbin your stuff and now your pants full of nut .. You can't tell me nuttin Let me shoot my thang on your bellybutton I got to, keep it gangsta Your homegirl want some, I just might bank her Shank her, bank her, and take her bankroll Big Snoop Dogg and my game is way cold Never, ever, overexpose I usually got a car with a room full of hizzoes [Chorus] Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, bake this thing for me Cause you just flow so viciously Soopa-Duper, you so fly Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, bake this thing for me Cause you just flow so viciously [Soopafly] Now bitch, check it out, where my money, c'mon break it out Just sayin hoe, I ain't playin c'mon, take it out Dick down the track, c'mon, we gon' work it out Straight pimp shit we on, we gon' church it out (If you don't know) I'm quick to change up stick My dick in yo' mouth and aim up Open up your eyes you'll see my navel Flip down my drawers, you'll see that label Sniffed so much 'caine/Kane, the bitch got able/Abel Put the switch on, directed my cable Splash! What head work and what ass Bitch stop my dick hurtin, now fuck Daz Run fast if I tell ya bitch walk Get caught, I'm takin all that bitch got I don't need no relationship All I really had in mind was my dick, yo' face and lips, c'mon [Chorus] Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, bake this thing for me Cause you just flow so viciously Hovi Baby, you so fly Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, bake this thing for me Cause you just flow so viciously [Jay-Z] Young! Woo! Hov'! Yes She wanna meet the only king on the East coast Hook me up witcha boy Snoop she said he so low I never get the chance to get at him Only on the TV when I blow kisses at him, muah Listen here madam, you can throw the pussy at him If it ain't about snatch, well it just won't happen! .. Hov ain't into backwards mackin .. How backwards that is .. I don't love 'em though 'Less makin a little paper then I love 'em the most If she's, sneakin in the club with the toast I'm flyin the friendly skies with 36 hoes Shit, I can get a chef to cook for me Talk about some paper if you tryin to book me Ma, you can keep your head I got, expensive habits that need the bread [Chorus] Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, bake this thing for me Cause you just flow so viciously Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, bake this thing for me Cause you just flow so viciously "Let's go do the bump.. give me that funky stuff" {*repeat 4X*} [Nate Dogg] I like the way you shakin that ass, so don't stop Slang that ass like I used to slang rocks Bend over trick let me get to that spot Later on you can lick on my lollipop I like the way you shakin that ass, so don't quit You know you get a hella response from my dick Don't put your fuckin clothes back on 'til you rich The type of woman I want tonight, a straight bitch! |
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(feat. The Dramatics)
[Chorus 1] Like a star slipping out of place Sliding from the sky Tumbling through space When you touch my hand I swear I feel like I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Like a wheel Whirling round and round Rolling down a hill (rollin' down a hill) Spinning on the ground (rollin' down a hill) Your kissing makes me dizzy yeh In the head (ooh yeh) And I'm ballin' I'm ballin' [Verse 1] Hmm, I love this game coz this game love me back I'm pushing a lac, smoking sacs like a mad mac Bringing me back, banging the 8-track track The Dramatics and Battle Cat and Snoop like that Big stars in big cars we pull up at the big clubs and sit at the big bars Sippin' champaign with a bowl of cavier Hell yeh you are, yeh you are Say it say it, coz they all deny it Player play it, coz you cant deny it As fly as it get, as fly as I spit you know its the shit It's so gangsta, gangsta bitch Switch back to the old school, old fools know This here thang we do so original I got to have it, lavish Is how we establish On the real love one it feels good to have [Chorus 2] Like a rose, flippin down the street Looking oh so sweet (lookin' oh so sweet) Bumpin to the beat (bumpin to the beat) These streets they keep me busy yeh Makin' bread And I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Oh here I go! Ballin making dough Working for myself Coz it thrills me so I keep women on my line Coz they know That I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Oh here I go! Driving down the road I can't help myself Ballin' Thrills me so Yeh you blew my mind And I know , I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') [Verse 2] Do that, who that, you that one they called on Baller' get your ball on It's all on now fall on to a new groove Really aint nothing to prove We, set the mood Or shoot some pool Or blaze a Cool What? Whatup fool Now you can cruise if you choose but I prefer to do the cha-cha And once my small kitchen ?throw? You know I gotcha Watch out, no need to pull your glock out It's a players affair, now Look at my hair and the girls wit me They got the same thang on Pimp pimp parade, my nigga get your bang on Coz my uncles about to get their sang on And all round the world, my nigga, it's the same song And when its time for your callin', fallin', wit no stallin' keep it ballin' [Chorus 3] He starts to mill Just rollin' tru his town Stacking dollar bills (stacking dollar bills) Raising dogg pound (he be raising the dog pound) Becasuse he's loved Loved in every city Thats why he's ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') [verse 3] There it is coz it is there Now have a seat and come hit the game from a player They say time brings change and change brings time It's so genuine and so divine It's been so long in fact its overdue Now tell me baby girl what can D-O-DOUBLE-G do for you I fell for you, I'll always look over you Theres really not much that a player would'nt do for you So quit stallin' and fallin' And come get a bar of some of this ballin' Now quit stallin' and callin' And come get yaself a bar of this ballin' [Outro] Yeh thats right, this is ahh, radio station 187.4 DG Sock it to your ass With something from The Dramatics And Snoop Dog Let them spot that ok It's another one of those world premiers Doin' it to ya doggystyle, in ya air hole for the 2000 plus 1, yeh |
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[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] |
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| 3:50 |
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곡제목/가수명 : Paper'd Up (Feat. Mr. Kane-Traci Nelson) - Snoop Dogg
In the world of change, here I am Tryin to have some thangs So what you need is some game, to get your money man Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper [Snoop Dogg] Thinkin of a master plan Cause ain't nuttin but sweat inside my hand So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent So I dig deeper, but still comin up with lint So I, start my mission, leave my residence Thinkin how can I get some dead presidents I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid So I think of all the devious things I did I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuttin funny Stop smilin, cause still don't nuttin move but the money Cause now I've learned to earn cause I'm righteous I feel great, so maybe I might just Search fo' a 9 to 5, if I strive Then maybe I'll stay alive So I walk up the street, whistlin this Feelin out of place cause man do I miss A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of Chicken wings, cause that's my favorite thang But without no money man that shit's a dream Cause I don't like to dream about gettin paid So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I've made Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull I hit the DoggHouse, cause I'm paid in full {*echoes*} [Chorus] {*beat from the remix of "Paid in Full" plays in the background*} [Snoop] Money, money, money, money! [Snoop] Money, money, money, money! [Snoop] Money, money, money! [Mr. Kane: repeat 2X w/ ad libs] W-w-w-w-w-well W-w-w-w-w-welllll Ohhhh baby W-w-w-w-w-well W-w-w-w-wellll, ohh baby Ohhhh baby |
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Yeah .. niggas wanna take care of these hoes Niggas wanna control these hoes You can't control these bitches These is independent bitches these years You can't understand the 2000 in here? Motherfuckers wanna put they mack down Wanna put they soder down Let a bitch do what she wanna do If she chose to ride wit a G Then let her ride wit a G The bitch don't wanna sit back and be a housewife all the time Let the ho be what she wanna be A real slut, and let the ho get on and make her money You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a young nigga You know what I'm sayin'? I'm been in the game since '85 And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna play a nigga like 9 to 5, alright [Snoop Dogg] YIKES, Shabba dabble do [light barking noise] I can dig it baby, you know Because these hoes, they can't be controlled You gotta find 'em, spot 'em, send 'em, get em, got 'em, you know [Chorus - Male voice (Snoop Dogg)] It wasn't (uh uh) your fault (it wasn't your fault) You was only tryin' to be nice (tryin' be nice) Only tryin to be nice, ohh (can't be nice to these hoes) You know you can't control these hoes (no, no, no) You know you can't control these hoes (can't control these hoes) You know you can't control these hoes [Verse 1 - Snoop Dogg] What she do, she jumped out of her sleep and left the pad at a quarter to two That's on you, you shoulda put your foot in her ass, like a pimp's supposed to do But instead of goin' 'upside da head' You bought her a 5 karat wit your bread And then she went and gave her homeboy Ted some head I ain't tellin' on her, I'm just sayin', what you do When your bitch out of bounds and you don't know what to do What we do, we check 'em from the gate, to keep a bitch straight It's on you, see you can take her out and buy her all types of things You's a fool, cause when she leave you, for what he do You'll see fool [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg] Me and you, that's what you thought 'til your ass got caught Shame on you, and now I understand why my momma used to tell me that Ain't that true, you can't make a queen out a motherfuckin' hoodrat Game on you, cause now you back at your momma house And you sleepin' on tha copeasack What's she do, I gave her the keys to my '74 Cadillac Say it ain't true, she let a nigga drive it, ask tha homie Battlecat Whatchu do, put my foot in her ass and mashed tha gas You know me, and ever since that day my nigga, I've been P I M P [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Snoop Dogg] Thats your boo, but she know every nigga in the Roc-A-Fella Crew That's on you, baby blow too much, I mean she know too much That's my boo, it's all about who she did and where she been I love you, you shouldn't a told her that, you should a smacked her flat Shame on you (shame on you), your so in love you fittin' to get a tattoo That ain't cool (that ain't cool), love is blind and no friend of mine If I was you, I'd a packed her bags and bust anotha bitch thats bad Game got rules, if you lose a ho, you gotta gain a ho [Chorus] |
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| 5:54 |
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Boss Playa. Boss Playa. Big Snoop Dogg is a Boss Playa. This is the arch-bishop Don Magic Wand Skin and Game - chhyea [Snoop Dogg 1] Many people know we know about this pimp game. But I'm sure they wanna know about this pimp game. And to me you know it aint no motha fuckin thang, To give it to you plain and simple cause you know its played. Holla at 'em doggy dogg, go and do that thang Ok, son, ill tell ya like my nigga pootie-tang: I got that bounce, to make her booty swang. That little cutie thang, afraid she's a beauty babe. Rollin with a player cause thats what he was And daddy get it to his paper, Jesus. On his bitches (??hard as he fucks??) and if the law-boys pull him over he wont freeze up He got the heeta fa heeta in the keys-ah With a pocket full of big-faced visa's They say its cheaper to keep her now baby ease up, Kick back and blaze some of these trees up. And now sit your ass in the trees-ah And do me a favor and turn the music up. Should I slap her, or should I freak up? I'll take the strong and you can have the weak-ah. Speak when spoken to Yeah I broke a few. and by the way I was hoping you had a freak for me and a freak for you. I make her do for us the same thing you've been wantin her to do for months [Chorus] Many people know we know about this pimp game But I'm sure they wanna know about this pimp game and to me it aint a motha fuckin thang to give it to you plain and simple cause you know its played. Holla at 'em doggy dogg, go and do that thang Ok, son, tell you like my nigga pootie-tang: I got that bounce, to make her booty swang. That little cutie thang, afraid she's a beauty babe [Don Magic Wan |
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Awww yeah This one goes out to all you muthafuckers out there That didn't think we could make records that could bang in the club Ya that's right All you ladies out there with the big butts with the long hair, the big titties, the pretty eyes Report to the dance floor right about now [Snoop Dogg] Wiggle it round c'mon down Doggy-d-o-double's in town I know you wanna get down So why you lookin' at me like that Bitch break that shit down I wanna make your kitty cat growl I wanna hit it get it right now So what you playin' with it for Back it up slow move it around and dance to the flow Now put your hands on the floor (c'mon) C'mon on and gimme some more It's crazy but baby that maybe we gonna fuck in a man's mercedes Bitch I ain't that loco Fuckin' with a broke hoe Get a nigga smoked tho, no-no, na-na, nae-nae She got a whole bunch of kids like baby Listen what the pimper say [Goldie Loc] I want you to be what I want you to be You can hump with me that's what I want you to be I want you to be what I want you to be You can hump with me that's what I want you to be [Mr. Kane] I slap bitches in the face and give em Jay-Z lips Make them sign their life off so they can pay me chips I cut hoes so much I should sell band aids Give bitches sandwiches with handmade mayonnaise I put bitches on the stroll hall Plus I control hoes like remote control suped remote controlled cars Code blow hoe on 'em like the internet Got my dick in her neck and ain't even took her to dinner yet Fuck that I ain't taken her to dinner I'll bring her to a diner get behind and go up in her You fuckin' with losers I'm a winner I'm gone in summer hot in the winter Fuck hungry I'm ready for dinner HA! Bitches don't know the low 'Bout to slap your ass off the endo smoke I'm in the club straight goin' for broke Sellin' bitches everything even low key dope [Goldie Loc] Don't you wanna get nasty I like it when you freak that ass 36-24-36 shaped like an hourglass ?? Let me rub up on that clit it feels so nice and soft [Snoop Dogg] Coast to coast we do-si-dos And get your day started like a breakfast toast Me and my niggas make beats for your strokes Heat for your tokes, baby tees for your chokes, keys for your ? Me squeezin' your folks When they come through With their noses flarin' out like they be on that coke Nah we on that dope Now she wanna go cause she wanna know How did we walk through the front door Your pants down straight VIP Well when it comes to rap styles, and rap crowns, and mack downs Just mingle, we straight smack down We so OG this here gonna be If you with it you can have a little hit off me Get nasty, get freaky, get busy o-so-off the hizzy |
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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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[Snoop]
This one right here is dedicated to a lot of famous players out there That might have been in love before I know some of you might not think gangstas fall in love (I miss that bitch) But uh, it's true If you been in love like I been in love before, you know It's hard to get with somebody once they gone (I miss that bitch) It's hard to replace that special someone When they just up and you know Dip dive and so socialize And what we gon do right here (I miss that bitch) We go'n kick something over this HiTek beat right here For all the players that lost somebody special And wonder where she at E. White kick that shit (I miss that bitch) [E. White] I got my eyes wide open The whole time I'm holding on to hope with you on my mind It's been a while child, I'm getting down with Dogg I bet my name all around your wall Perhaps I went to jail That left us out of touch Shoulda shot some mail or something Ain't no telling where she at now I be God damn Baby I really wanna see what you got now I'm all grown up with my shit together I don't know if I'mma see you ever I got a woman and shit,but I must admit this You at the top of my list Unforgetable Fuck with them nigga do I still miss, there aint no getting rid of you But in the mean time I'mma get with cha Until I get somebody with your hook up Imma hit ya [Chorus] I miss that bitch She was a pot of gold Her body was cold I don't know where you went Where did you go (I miss that bitch) Shopping around looking around I'm try to see Where could you be How could you do this to me (I miss that bitch) [Snoop] My momma got mad I was young when I hooked up with her One hit and I couldn't stop trippin A long lasting relationship Pass you around, and let my niggas take a hit I used to break you down just to roll you up You the real, you never will slow me up And you was always on my mind Say no more I still miss you at times All of a sudden you lost my interest I packed it up and set about my business You used to have a hold on me Sometimes to the point that they said you controlled me I kept going to jail and all that Get out, fuck with you again, I'm right back I guess I had to learn the hard way baby I'm leaving you alone cause you driving me crazy (I miss that bitch) [Chorus] Ohhhhh Mary, mary, mary Quite contrary Ohhhhh Every time I think about that girl Make a nigga wanna have a wet dream Release some steam ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhh I miss that bitch |
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Get on up to get down And really go to town And don't stop till you get enough I wanna rock with you Shake your stuff [2x] [Redman] Yo Yo, Doctor Everybody hit the floor Wild out till the security hit the door I'm dirty Gorilla paws, bang sugar walls Hoes wanna pop E, hang with a Dogg I told my man Snoop She salmonilla Got a ho with no dough with condoms with her I'm a ride to the death of Def Squad on my chest Look at it crook at it Rob you and jet Surprise you and flex Funk in the Cadillac truck with a chicken, bobbing her neck You done woke up and ain't trying to sleep You done called up Hugh Heffer to find the freaks I'mma stay on the street I'mma stay saying 'fuck you' behind police My mamma ain't raise no fool, she love me That's why she hide my tool inside her room I'm a jump, bump, throw that ass Rough sex, I gotta fuck with shoulder pads I'm like baby powder, ain't nann 'nother Ain't nann ho getting Redman butter And my man Gutter, DJ Murder Inc. Ja know them hoes yo we can't love 'em Underground the heat yeah I stay buzzing Mixtapes I'm on the street they stay dubbing Brick City riding,then 'bout it 'bout it Shoot up you town then we Bin Ladin hidin' Meth, show'em where the luger kept Open your safe, show me where the food and vest I hope when Dre hear this, he give a beat for ten more Cause I stay on the corner like squegeemen Yo Nate Dogg, what's happening y'all Long Beach, Brick City Scream at your frog [Nate Dogg] Everybody shaking All these hoes around me She was lost in the land of love Glad that Nate Dogg found me Girl you got a phatty New York back to Cali You know who got the bomb weed Long Beach to Brick City I know just want you want, I got just want you need Turn that shit around, and back it up on me Since I was the first, I guess I'll be the last to leave D-O-double-G, will you keep it gangsta please [Snoop] I gots to do it Yes Yes loc', we keep the best smoke Me and my nigga, my nerve, my kinfolk I kick a bitch in the ass and then smoke I'm a motherfucking fool in the pool doing the breaststroke You want a problem, then lets go Cause if not I came to disco And freak this ho from Acopoqo And flip her inside out, now I'm bout to ride Let's go we hit the hood slow Post up, set up shop and press four Who got the best flow, who got the most dough Who got the best hoes, nigga you know Shit its been ten years since I hit some cess smoke But I still rock a mean coat on the West Coast In the summertime And I crumble mine down to the dandelion Nigga watch how I handle mine Spiritual, hear we go, hear this Snoop D-O-double-G, man I'm so fearless Square biz, you know what time it is I'm cool on these niggas but I'm hard on a bitch Now check dis, fact is Put your back out, now back in Go head wiggle it round you feeling me now Girlfriend, you killing them now [Bridge] The way you shake your booty It makes me want your booty The way you shake your booty Sure looks good to me [2x] |
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That's short Jay
Gators on your feet Six piece outfit Hat to the side Four bitches on your arm I keep my glass in my hand In case I want to get my drink on Feeling way pimping Should I put the white mink on [Chorus] You Got to do it Suited N Booted Me and my niggas stay Suited and Booted Game is tight I'ma put this gold link on Feeling way pimpin Should I put the blue mink on [Chorus] What you think we toasting for Me and my nephews west coast for sho We keep the best of indigo We count our blessings, give thanks and then we blow I'll say it again, I know I've said it before Why Snoop be letting his mink drag on the floor That's pimp shit, something you wouldn't know G'd up from the feet up, laying low Game on lock That's why I got this link on Feeling way pimpin Should I put the green mink on [Chorus] I keep my glass in my hand In case I want to get my drink on Snoop Dogg clothing With a light pink mink on [Chorus] Mayre Gators, maylike boots Seven piece custom made suits Hats to match, counting my chicken stratch Just cut a deal with Cadillac Fo real, that's why I be dressed to kill Sixty-five G's for a Snoop Deville Get you one, matter fact get two They come in burgundy, but I'ma paint mine blue I can't come through half steppin' I keep me a cane as a potental weapon Slap a bitch or beat a nigga up too I do what the fuck I want to do I stay cool, act the fool, represented Hard from the get go, so hard to the finish The cleanest, the meanest, I know that's right And don't get to close cause these gators bite Game is lock That's why I got this link on Feeling way pimpin Should I put the orange mink on [Chorus] I keep my glass in my hand In case I want to get my drink on Snoop Dogg clothing With a honey brown mink on [Chorus] Yeah, Suited N Booted baby Lemme add something up for you real quick Fifteen-hundred dollar gators Six thousand dollar suit Twelve-hundred dollar hat My muthafuckin glass cost eight-hundred dollars And the Snoop Deville I just jumped out of that's sixty-five G's Plus the ounce that I got in my pocket Add me up nigga, that's a hundred something thousand Motherfucker can you buy that That's called being suited N booted G'd up from the feet up, can you dig it And we do this here like seven dizzles a wizzle Fa shizzle my nizzle, the big Snoopy D-O-double-jizzle Back up in the hizzle, Da Boss, Nigga |
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Yeah, this pimping stay open all night Check this out Jellyroll... [Snoop Dogg] We do break hoes We don't fuck with fake hoes Yeah, we make hoes Strip down to they panty hose Pop your whip, now grab that bitch Pimping Snoop ain't having it Oh you like pussy, congratulations I'm trying to get your ass in my congregations I keep three hoes in my room at one time Two nickels and the other's a dime You wouldn't wanna, keep a hood on her When I'm dropping that motherfucking wood on her Cause I perform, a G like Warren A nigga getting paid off shooting porn They call me the black folks President Snoop Heffner mixed with a little bit of Doggy Flint Banging this parliament, come get a bar with this You would wanna be a part of this, oh bitch ass nigga Quit playing with the hoe, and let me borrow the bitch [Chorus: Charlie Wilson] You got what I want Tell me if you want, just what I want Cause I got, what you need Baby if you need some, get it from me Cause I got, what you want I want you to want, just what I want Just want, what I want Ooh you got just what I want [Goldie Loc] Look mama make you hot like a corn to pop And watch how fast you see a nigga boxers drop I'm trying to work it fast, but I know you like it slow You know I got to bust a nut and hurry up and go You got something that I want right now Hurry up and let me put the black spot on the cow Make the pussy ball up like salt to a snail And when I kill it big daddy, I want you to tell Cause I don't give a damn when it come to freaking hoes Call up forty hoes, and have a rolly peep show And when you give me something, you gone want something back This dick to your mouth, little mama like that Fish cost too much, so I feed her sardines Man I'm the motherfucking MVP of the team Cold game how a nigga steady spitting this shit make her mama jump back and say bitch is a pimp [Chorus] [Charlie Wilson] Of course she love my nine Bitch I got that antidote Got a bigger dick that'll crack your spine Then I'm gonna let it inside your throat [Ludacris] Tricked out, kicked out get her on gone Ludacris on the motherfucking microphone Heey, what's up I came to pimp Fur hats and fur clothes, and a razor tim Biiiiatch, I got it made Just pick one of my hoes, and I got it leid You never heard as many bitches so fast and frequent Can I get the ends, bitch delinquents Run my bath water, cook my meals And SHUT THE FUCK UP, when I book the deals And iron my draws, give me cuffs and creases It's your nephew come to fuck your nieces [Chorus - 2x] Gimme what I want I got what you need Gimme what I want Yeah, yeah |
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Ya oh
I was juz told/ u get your freedom/ by telling ur enemy/ that/ ull do anything to get ur freedom/ then ull get it/ its the only way ull get it/ when you get that kinda attitude/ then they label u as a crazy nigro/ or theyll juz call u a crazy nigga/ they dun say nigro/ or theyll call u an extremest or a subversive or a sedetiast/ or a red or a radical/ but when u stay radical long enough/ and get enough people to like u/ ull get your freedom/ so dun run around here tryin to to make friends with someone who will deprive u of ur rights/ there not ur friends/ no, there ur enemys/ and treat them like that/ and fight them/ and ull get ur freedom/ and after u get ur freedom ur enemy will respect u/ and well respect u/ and I say that with no hate/ cuz I dun have no hate in me/ I have no hate at all/ so I say to u/ big man/ im the man u think u are/ if u wanna no wat ill do/ figure out wat ull do and ill do the same only more of it/ nigga |
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W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z Dick About to unleash another one of those platnum plus hits And the word is on the streets, and the word is the streets We gon go to a live remote, licking wit my main man Mr Doggy Dogg [Snoop Dogg] A day in the life, of a Rollin 20 Crip I'm just a stuburn type of fella with a head like a brick And just because I sip Moet, they say that I'm hopeless But I don't give a fuck, so blame it on the loc'ness Now this is how we do it when we checking the grip Snoop Dogg is in this bitch, so don't even trip I bust a funky composition that's smooth as a prism Now check it as I kick off in this funky ass rhythm It's six dub, the phone is ringing off the deck And it's some homies talking about I disrespected they set Aww nah, Dogg aint this y'all I got couple relatives up off of Crenshaw This is about me and Simon, not me and y'all I got love for a bunch of real B-Dogs Like K-Dub, Top Cat, B-Reel, E-Rock, Boo-Lay Face And the homie Har'ron rest in peace Big Jay from Cappinella Park He used to blaze with his nephew after dark On and on, rocking big neck bone Mausberg I had to put you on my song It's so real, I had to show some love Now back to this scrub, it ain't about Crip or Blood It's about you bein jealous of what I does Cause I does it the most, the king of the coast in the paint playin post - I back you down like Shaq-Daddy, and bust on ya out the new Caddy And skirt up, bust ya boulevard I'm not Xzibit, you can't +Pull My Hoe Card+ .. I fucked all your groupies When you was doin time in Camp Snoopy With the fags and snitches, no killers just bitches And you was payin niggaz off with all my riches You so hardco', why you ain't go to level fo'? Oh I know (bitch!) But I walk the mainline everytime I go down You can check my G files I do it L.B.C. style .. I got the word on your Simon You need to just start rhymin Cause you the biggest star on your label And them other niggaz just crumbs off my table You're not able, to compete with the heat that I drop And I still ain't been paid, for "1-8-7 on a cop" I started yo' shit and I will end yo' shit if you keep talkin shit on Crip! [Hook 1: repeat 2X] It all boils down to the fact that you're jealous of my paper stack (jealous ass nigga) It all boils down to the fact that you're jealous of my paper stack (gon get pimp slapped) [Hook 2: repeat 2X] Money, I get it, paper I got it Heaters, I keep em, bitches I got em [Snoop Dogg] If I shoot you, I'll be brainless, and you'll be famous And I'll be spending money out the anus Your only gain is to try to get me to fall down to your level Man you worser than devils Alotta niggas should've said it, fuck em But Ima say it for em, stop it, pop it, rewind and play it for em This nigga's a bitch like his wife Suge Knight's a bitch, and that's on my life And I'ma let the whole world see Cos you fucked up the industry, and that's on me We can go head up, nigga, set it up Or we can do the other thing, I love to wet it up Your rappers and artists, tell em, shut it up Cos I'll fuck every last one of em up, especially Kurupt See that's my lil homeboy, so he knows what's up He better keep it Crippin, and slip his clip in Cos these niggas trippin, this is official business Do the same way, leave no witnesses This is that unexpected diss directed, sprayed, covered and protected Strip you butt naked, chicky-check-check-it It's all to the good again You can catch Snoopy Dibby Double in the hood again Spinning that real times, spitting that real shit To make the whole world feel it So put the bacon in the skillet, and try to peel it Cause Doggystyle Records is the realest, nigga [Hook 1] Money, I get it, paper I got it Heaters, I keep em, bitches I got em Money, I get it, paper I got it Jealous ass nigga |
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