Lyrics:
sweetheart you can keep that kiss
You're a freak with no tail
You have no ass, class
You can't pass, you're simply trash
You're a typical nigga, the kind
there when its hectic
When I don't have a hit record (never leave me alone)
[Chorus]
[Nate Dogg]
Ive traveled so many places, I've seen so many
on the tip of your tongue
I got ends, and you can't have none
So a, slow ya roll deuce tre is in control
Listen pay attention and do what you are told, as I
Pull up your skirt
Do it like it's ’sposed be done
Ain’t no fun if the homies can't have none
And after we get to ya, get with ya
Get through ya, stick
it do? You can call me Dogg
Let me just check your sheet
No problem, sir, let me just say
I'm a big fan of the shit that y'all make
I can't lie, I been
that disrespect or deviate from the G calls
It's either hog status or buster status
It ain't no in betweens
You can't wake up and put this on, nigga
with nothin' said
Cause I can't talk yet
First trip in the police car
Cameras all around me as if I was a star
Young black toddler
It's feeling like they
like a player or pimp
And wen ya get dizza crack da dough
And then ya get a little sizza
'Cause ain't no fun if the homies can't get none
Fuck,fuck
will be none of that
The young hog Kato playin
Outlaw immortal combat
With the criminal skill
they can't beat me a nigga
Till we still,
Black stockings in our pockets and I pocket profits
f**k a school, I tuck a tool and start steppin
First lesson, aint no question, you gotta have
can see
Even if you ain't starin'
You weak, You can't rap
There ain't no comparin'
East Side's Greatest outlaws
No flaws, No slips, Pump your breaks
Hit
quick
Call my handle it quick disable this
Tickin' time bomb, made crippin' look fun
Can't walk around without your motherfuckin' gun, thats a no no
I lost a Lear, no bucks, still waitin' on that Bentley truck
Stop playin', lil' bitty boy, you a dub
He ain't YSL, nigga, he ain't in the hut
I
the Steelers, cold-hearted killas
Real cap peelers, real niggas feel us
Ain't no squeelers, a lot of dope dealers (oh)
Bang diggy dang dang (dang)
Dogg Pound
to know
But nigga fuck what you goin' through this 2-0
And by that time I'm 17 if I ain't in that pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin' again
the plane
Have you on the run goin state to state
I can't seem to erase the stain
Only for you I ask God to show me the truth
See you in the crossroads real
homegirl G
See, vee like the mix and vee like the twist of em
Face, you can hit it first and then we can switch
It ain't no fun if my homey can't twist
made nigga worry me
Catch me slippin', empty the clip and bury me
Hell nah nigga have to plug me twice
Ain't no slippin' when you thug for life,
But nigga fuck what you goin through this 2-0
And by tha time I'm 17 if I ain't in tha pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin again
Ridin,
Wayne Gretzky
Hopped off the phone
As I gassed up the scrape
Still had a little time to grab my
Snoop Dogg tape
‘Cause it ain’t no fun
If the homies can’t
like a ringtone you don't have to pay
did i mention this? the life of snoop dogg's artist ? quite adventurous
yeah, i got time girl if you got time
low trips
I sipps that shit ain't talking 'bout lean
Down to Mississippi and New Orleans
Word as a motherfucka, let me verb that
Snoop Dogg is a hog,
mashin', we ain't asking for nothing, we working for it
Push it, peddled it to the people, they can't ignore it, this is for
All the independents, a few
made nigga worry me
Catch me slippin', empty the clip and bury me
Hell nah nigga have to plug me twice
Ain't no slippin' when you thug for life,
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