Lyrics:
Snoop Dogg]
They call the D-O-dub
Why you really trippin' cuz
21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin' cuz
We from a different street, all got that
West Coast shit
I'm so high, everything in slow motion
But I'm the party animal, I gotta keep it moving
Smoking this bud, got me faded as can be
by the way
I be in my prime by the way
Don't ignore the signs by the way
Ya we gettin' to that peso
Shorty gotta problem told her say it wit her face
marbles nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
or West
Third Coast is by far the best
Gotch ya covered, all on track
Afta' Third Coast ya'll never go back
Sauce is simmerin' oh so smooth
Gettin' in that
wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam
I'm at your west coast branch, gun in hand
I'ma feel like superman,
Walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man
on the west coast we have Treasure Islan'
Here's Nijinsky a doin' the Rhumba
Here's her Social Security numba
La la la La la la La la la La la la
Lydia,
Ya'll know me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas lowkey
I don't fuck with you
Standin' outside on a Friday livin' on tha edge,
'cause we all got 'dem hard heads.
It's seems like we all are waitin',
For a drive by playin' tag wit
Big Pun
Rest in peace Left Eye and rest in peace Aaliyah
It was all a dream, the fancy limousines had me on a paper chase
Back befo' Snoop Dogg beat
bones I'm torn from limb to limb
I'd give anything just to see your ghost
As I drive from east to the west coast
And nothing matters now I got no lights
Through dead cities on our way
From the east coast to the west
Our forces grow by the day
Across the open sea
To Vinland and test our steel
Longships
that was jackin'
And by the time we left, the day was night
We hopped in my window, I turned on my lights
We went to my crib and ate, and then we left
of the best
Imma take a puff
Get on my snoop dogg shit
And be like west west
I'm in the studio like all night
Ain't getting no rest
But i'm still blazing weed
Step to the Maadness, your ass gotta go
Ain't a damn thing changed but only the year
East Coast, West Coast get the [unknown]
You don't want
the east coast the west coast the south all
In together on a common thing infatuated
[Chorus]
Some people say we're worthless 'cause we never front
They say it started in the East where the apple was
But out West we be throwing them apples up
They say them Fruit Town niggas gon' ride tonight
They
as it gets
Now where the south side at, wassup, wassup
Where the west coast at, put your W's up
Where my east coast niggas that hustle to live
Creepin' up outta the hood,
Rolled to the West Coast with this rap shit nigga made good
Thinkin' on the nine-nine reachin' for my nine
Reachin' for your
over and tell Banks to order another case of fortys
Yo Doc give them a coke with that, wake up the west coast is back
[Chorus:]
(I can take you
love but
I be doing dome shit
Oh naw, big Snoop Dogg
Party all night and we like blowing them bombs
Suit game Gucci, steak at the Palm
Cootchie
it's you (uh huh)
Back on track as we roll like a 7-8 coupe
De Ville, you chill on the funk 'cause
Guess what? (What up?) we still loccin' up
So those
doing dumb shit)
You're the only one I love but
I be doing dome shit
Oh naw, big Snoop Dogg
Party all night and we like blowing them bombs
Suit
to the hood
Where the stealers and the raiders keep it goin' at (goin')
And the bubblegum kush is what we blowin' back (blowin' back)
We slide by Nip's spot
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