Doggfather [Live at the House of Blues]
Nate Dogg, Daz Dillinger, Kurupt, Snoop Dogg, 2Pac
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Hey, Snoop! (Wassup?) More hits than mafioso made And Lucky Luciano 'bout to sing soprano And I know, I know the way you feel And baby bubba we gon' keep it on the real Just to get you caught up in amazement We puffin' on Cubans so it might get dangerous Now when it dizzo, you can sit on bizzack And let the Bizzow Wizzow ride the trizzack, ha ha How you feelin'? I'm up to set it, I'm ridin' like a villain Makin' a killin', I"m thrillin' the crowd with my new hairdo Outfits from Hugh (what?) Fifty-dollar socks, hundred-thousand dollar shoes Man, I'm givin' blues to the sucka MC's Who you be? You know who I be Young nigga, I'm the Doggfather Yeah, come on, yeah, now come on, it's Dogg Yeah, yeah, come on, yeah Ah, come on, yeah, ah, come on, yeah Now come on, yeah say (Snoop Doggy Dogg is Doggy-Doggfather) Ah, come on, ah, ah, come on, ah Ah, come on Let's make a move for this paper (where we rollin' Dogg?) We gots to get paid (makin' money, all y'all) I mean I steps to the stage in my G-boy stance And kick a few rhymes to make your girls wanna dance I'm so fly like a dove, I come from up above You trippin' on your girl 'cause she showed me love Nigga don't beat 'em, cause if you beat 'em, you don't need 'em You lay your hands on me, watch how fast I take your freedom I delete 'em, and don't mistreat 'em I stay up on 'em, but that's one ta grow on Let me flow on You can rock to the rythme you see Or you can rock to the rythme of me, me, me But when you do your thang Make sure you do your thang on a hang And everythang, is everythang Man, I'm on this paper chase Like them white-boy DA's was on the case But you know I ain't tryin' ta floss, but uh Murder was the, murder was the case that they lost I'm the Doggfather Come on, yeah, come on, come on Somebody say hell, yeah (come on) (hell, yeah) Say hell yeah (come on) (hell, yeah) Do anybody in the house remember Come on, come on (hell yeah) Now come on, come on Now Snoop Dogg is up Do anybody in the house remember (what?) When there wasn't no Snoop Dogg? (Hell yeah!) There wasn't no rappers hollin' 'bout LBC Am I trippin' y'all? (Hell no!) Now, when I grow up, I wanna be like Snoop Have prestigious women That's the truth from the beginning In and out of the flyest hotels They say your family don't know me Hold on homie, that's promos and foremost Sales, tails, scales and jails Success before death No one in my clique fails As females with the almighty Fatherly Exceeding ta give my peoples what they need And it ain't no party like this kind So you can leave your worries behizzind But I'ma git back to the grizzind Snoop D-O-double-G, I'm comin' back for mizzine and I'm the Doggfather Yo Doggy, yo Doggy Ooh-wee, yeah (it's about that time)
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Written by: Calvin Cordazar Broadus, Charlie Wilson, Delmar Arnaud, Lonnie Simmons, Ronnie James Wilson, Rudy Taylor
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