Lyrics:
did my albums (yeah), Calvin's turnin' me into a zombie
'Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they're twice the size that his arm be (grr)
And that is
the Feds like The Juice
Snoop Dogg is a hundred-and-twenty-first proof
Fool usea deuce-deuce of some Genuine, Draft
I'm genuine, like Vinny's whinin
So check this out Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at home, layin low Everything is everything watin on my hoe I know its hard to imagne yet a nigga
told ya
[Snoop Dogg/(Lil' Italy)]
Where my soldiers at
(We ain't hard to find)
Where my soldiers at
(Messin with them K's and them nines)
Where my
motherfucker in the DPGC is
Right here, right motherfuckin' now
Right here, right motherfuckin' now
Don't be a fool, I bring this mule to your field
Hollow tips make niggas disappear like Houdini
Gang bangin' is real, homey I'm living proof
Like Snoop Dogg, C-walkin' on top of the devil's roof
Rap
Hollow tips make niggas disappear like Houdini
Gang bangin' is real, homey I'm living proof
Like Snoop Dogg, C-walkin' on top of the devil's roof
Rap
the player
Not the game y'all hating the game, mane
You know what I'm talkin' about?
It was so cold, mane is that, you know
A motherfucker can't stop seeing me
sure, there is
A direct, not inferred, reference in
Her lyrics to "salad tossing"
Which, to be clear
Is the act of being anally probed
By someone else's
convertible
And not a soul saw who did it (nigga)
As I lean to the side in my homie G-Ride
On a mission, fo' deep, Dogg Pound do or die
Now if you see me
do not disturb
The only reason you alive 'cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
From the smoke and go loc,
do not disturb
The only reason you alive 'cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
From the smoke and go loc,
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
Yeah, this is a story about a famous dog
Doggy Dogg that is
That smooth macadamian, aka Silky Slim
Back in the motherfuckin' house for nine-trey
Why
rollin' to Hollywood, I'm doing the house of blues
About 9 o'clock stop by the record shop
And get that new Snoop Dogg, now we bouncing ball
Life is
dogg, and ain't no stopping this
Whatever the case, I ain't trying to catch it
Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records
Unseen but well heard, do not
listen to the OG's
Know I'm sayin', the game used to be told, not sold
You understand? Free game
Eager to learn, I paid attention to the protocol
low how much to the beach can you go I woke up in a swan song the only thing I know album no I may be wrong I wanna do sold out Sogno two one go no I’m
doing too much
You're supposed to take two puffs then give the shit up, c'mon!
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah this is classic, fantastic, I'm blasted
It's on
Where they at, where they at, where they at
I sold tapes every day me and Freddy be
Been famous since 1983
Give me ten dollars,
motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin' G's in
motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin' G's in
Hollow tips make niggas disappear like Houdini
Gang bangin' is real, homey I'm living proof
Like Snoop Dogg, C-walkin' on top of the devil's roof
Rap
I sold tree's by the load
I got caught but I never told
Didn't tell a soul
No I never told
Like Dre and Snoop next episode
Stuck to the code
No I
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