G Funk Intro
Yeah, This is another story about dogs For the dog that don't pee on trees, is a bitch So says Snoop Dogg, get your pooper scooper Cause the nigga's talking shit Aroof! I'm sipping on Tanqueray With my my mind on my money and my mouth in the ganjahy Are-A-G to the motherfucking E Back with my nigga S-N double O-P (Yeah, and ya don't stop) Rage in effect I just begun to rock (I said yeah, and you don't quit) (Hey yo Rage would you please drop some gangsta shit) I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs Handcuffed as I bust bout to tear shit up Oh what did ya think I, didn't ever think I Would be the one to make you blink eye, I catch you like pink-eye Never will there ever be another like me Um you can play the left, 'cause it ain't no right in me Out the picture out the frame out the box I knock em all Smack em out the park, like A Friendly Game of Baseball Grand, slam, yes I am Kicking up dust and I don't give a god damn! Cause I'm that lyrical murderer Pleading guilty, you know for my skills I'm about to be Filthy large, Rage in charge You know what's happenin don't try to play large This ain't no Rerun, see hun, don't ya want to be one A cover, word to wreck ya, cause I never get my vocals I'm loco, close to Constantinople, I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa Puffin stuff, hey yo Snoop, you're up Let these niggas know that niggas don't give a fuck! This is just a small introduction to the G Funk Era Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror And I see motherfuckers trying to be like me Every since I put it down with the D-are-E Foaming at the mouth and wagging his tail Searching through the yards with a keen sense of smell Looking for the business in heat And when he find it he'll be sniffing her seat We travel in packs and we do it from the back How else can you get to the booty? We do it Doggystyle, all the while we do it Doggystyle Yo motherfucking hoes He fucked the fleas off a bitch He shacked the ticks off his dick And in the booty, he buries his motherfucking bone And if there's any left over He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home Damn, that Tanqueray is talking to a nigga I ain't bullshitting, one of y'all niggas gotta get it Man I got ta piss Breath test?
Written by: CALVIN C. BROADUS, GEORGE CLINTON, PHILIPPE WYNN, ROBIN Y ALLEN
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