Lyrics:
looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (Oh!)
[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Ooh wee!)
motherfucker, I said it and I meant it
Concentrated, convicted, crooked cops, they contemplate it
Tried to catch a nigga slippin', I had some bitches with me
I
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
Dogg]
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Lay back hypnotized by The Neptunes sound
My peoples always see me and they think I'm on point
So they roll me
on my bigger stash
I see it play by play waiting on that perfect pass
Rushing to the goal line step swift rush fast
It's like the business this music
Uhh, yeah
Do you want to ride?
Sippin yac, I blacks and the chronic fall
Flashback in on days of me and my Doggs
Said it shouldn't, wouldn't
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 your thang, this my song
[Crooked I]
Yo, it's that untouchable gangsta Crooked in to I go
I'm from a long lost tribe called "Fuck a Hoe"
Come through in a new Chevy, droppin
$hort Dog in the house
My nigga william in the house
Suh Snoop Dogg's in the house
We We West coast make 'em bounce (Ohh, ohh)
I'ma bounce witcha though,
It's like Shade one, two, three, four, five
Snoop Dogg and Jamie Foxx on my side
I got Sway to the right, Heather B
Where ya at? Snoop Dogg 'bout to drop
ain't nothing worth kicking like a sucka MC
And any other rappers ever talk about me
I don't stop rapping, that's all they can say
And how I dogg
nothing worth kicking like a sucka MC
And any other rappers ever talk about me
I don't stop rapping, that's all they can say
And how I dogg bitches,
y'all
I'm with Billy like I'm Road Dogg
Comin' down off a high (ay)
Feel you with my third eye
I swear I don't even know y'all
I'm with Billy like
dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
Another smoke session up in this motherfucker
Blaze some shit up for me Q
Yea, whats up dogg, this is what I'm talking bout
Some of that gangsta
a dogg
Ain't changed nothing but the hoe that I'm fucking
Still riding through the hood all the homies say "Was [unverified]"
Give me my props 'cause
couldn't give them space they needed
What I needed was to concentrate on me
Fill my cup up to the brim and never let them have a drink
Was so crooked in my
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
this bitch up like I do
[Chorus:] X 6
Let's go do it! Nah!
Let's go do it! Let's do it!
[Snoop Dogg]
I'm at my pad actin bad
I'll make ya cootie cat scream
Didn't I turn ya on like a phone you lovin'
that Doggy Dogg meaty bone
When ya moan ya whole voice tone make me wanna
put
the whole spot stop, been hittn' the ball next
Me and Darren ridin' side by side
Nate and Snoop ridin' one in front from behind
To my young homeboy, who
buried
Them b****es die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried
Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'm a ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd
And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his nose
I jammed a butcher's knife, 12 inches into his gut
He looked me right into my eyes while I was
a ticket I'mma go and book it
Book it, book it
Book it, book it
I'mma go and book it
Big dollars in my pocket, got me sittin' crooked
A hundred racks in my
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