Lyrics:
up the phone and give my homies a call
What's up with y'all? (What's up y'all?)
Livin' in the city where we born to ball
Rolled up a Philly we pack
supporting my troops now
troops now
Im on the west coast
west coast
my niggas higher then snoop now
snoop
yea we too high never stoop down
talk shit
[Silkk The Shocker]
Come on y'all East Coast, West Coast, South
(car wheels screeching)
[Silkk The Shocker]
Lil' Romeo
[Lil' Romeo]
Silkk
the flow is fuego and
We can't be stopped
Pon tu manos arribas
Wave em side to side
East coast west coast
Latinos worldwide
Ahora en un otro idioma
Por mi
Radio Killa, Big Snoop D-O dub
The American Dream
Hey yo nephew, why don't ya come up off them keys?
Sing a lil' somethin' for the ladies
You
on the West Coast
we be gettin high with the fellas
who puff on the lie
for Lu-Lu,Sig, and Tai
everyday you know how we do (woo)
brothers tryin
gets, mad
Funkay
East coast to west we stays fresh
Ezay
Smoke rise from the borrough where that black cool blow(?)
The globe spins, gems is drop
No
Intro, Ice Cube:
What would you do
If I punked your whole crew?
Would you run like a bitch from me?
Niggaz don't test
Cause we come from the west
Live in this muthafucker!
Thug Pound, biatch!
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, EDI, Kastro, Hussein
You know, bitch
The whole muthafuckin' clique
We gon' hit
help 'em mind they business with some bottles on ice
[Chorus: x2]
[Repeat x8]
Destruction in the club
Oh, no... Big Snoop Dogg
Ice so cold you
Same shit everyday
Catch me in the hood with the blue and gray OK
Don't hear anything you say
West Coast shit From LA to the bay OK
Same shit
you
You got in my mind
Stop running around
There's no place to go
We Met for a reason
But the reason is gone
Found love in the west coast
Danced
West coast 'bout to blow up, you scared call the cops
All hell breaks loose when we drop
Alkaholiks hold the title, real American Idols
No chance for
[Master P talking]
It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company
They probably would've gave up by now
But No Limit, we constantly
an expert, sweet
But we don’t need to support import of weed
Have nothing to prove to anyone, so maybe
Just listen to Snoop Dogg, it’s "4 20 baby"
4 20 got
on the couch
We a power couple
You would think that fifty in the house
Bounce
Like a six four from the south
To the west coast
They love me but I want em'
[Mack 10, Kurupt & Dat Nigga Daz]
(Blaze up)
(Oh yeah)
World wide, west side
Yo
Mack 10 with The Dogg Pound
Yeah, and the hits don't stop
Tell me are you riding
Got some shooters in my phone and they be dailed in
From the west coast where I got a lot of mileage
Stop the cap, pussy boy
cus there's nothing left to feel for
My roll dogg just got played by a real whore
But all bitches run back once we see board
We need more than a 20 spot
Fuck you and yours this is is my time to shine
Dreams of low riders cruising by touch the sky
Yeah I'm the shit thats why we got so many flies
But
surround
All over the globe, we put It down
Blowing tree by the pound
Hennessy and Cristal
Bitches loving the style
Smooth as XO
Smooth as Snoop, wit gin
wide
And Tay reppin for the bottom
So you know I show pride to da south side
Still rock wit da west coast
Where everybody know
Is the home of the best
his own
Snoop and Wiz the new Cheech and Chong
We up in smoke, making street schemes
Smoking sticky green, having sweet dreams
Break it down, put it in
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
I'd like to welcome you inside
This big Snoop Dogg
Calvin Harris experience
You dig? Haha
Welcome
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