Lyrics:
man!
Gimme some of that candy man
Talk to me one time! For real, for real...
[Daz Dillinger]
"It's like candy, candy!"
Get it how you want it
Whip it,
seekin' gold
Expose the strap gotta let off the cousin rough and raw
Never fell to my knees for shit cause I demand shit
With this Daz Dillinger
so orignal
I'm quick to bust, just like Daz Dillinger
But that's the little homie,and I'm the big homie, Snoop Don Corleone
Spittin three words up in
when I'll be (When I'll be)
(Mamamash for our dreams, mamamash for our dreams)
Haha, Daz Dillinger mash for our dreams
Miss Storm yo we mash for our
Iz Active
[Daz Dillinger]
I'm yellin' (gangsta, gangsta!)
Dippin' in my '6-6, chrome deep dish
Today could be your death wish
I'm from Cali the birth
Dillinger]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I here to replenish opponents, you gangstas
Ain't nothin goin on but the crazy DPG Unit, BA-BAY!
Who that nigga you love
a ghost on america's most
West coast fuck ya up motherfucker
Leave you comatose
Fresh out the dungeon, I run this to a
'T' Daz Dillinger, Dilligent, nigga,
else since I'm his only soldier
Nobody else gonna roll for me & I know
Without the Row & Immortal Outlaw (Ay K)
I'll be forgotten for sho
Plus
else since I'm his only soldier
Nobody else gonna roll for me & I know
Without the Row & Immortal Outlaw (Ay K)
I'll be forgotten for sho
Plus
first
Phone dialling followed by phone ringing
Hi, you have reached Christ
Dillinger's lawyer's office
How can I help you? Dillinger talking
Well uh, uh,
[daz]who is it?
[kurupt]it's my nigga snoop dogg wit a flock a ho's
[snoop dogg]
Man I brought dick suckin annie mae
Ass lickin sandy fae
Renee/cherl
down!!!!
Verse 1: daz dillinger
A nigga mash in the bank for loot
The robbery's committed and I'm prepared to shoot
Blast em with the cops on pursuit
It's
featuring Daz Dillinger
Chorus: Daz *singing*
What's ya fantasy, what's ya fantasy
What's ya fantasy.. gettin freaky in the night
(repeat 2X)
Gimme dat bump
Bumpin' ass beat (from who?) from the D-A-Z
I'm known through the world as OG Snoop Dogg
I'm known through the world
For fadin' 'em all
Beach, bacc together again
(haha)
Verse 1: (Daz Dillinger)
You know itz?.
MURDA, MURDA, bring a drama fo ya momma,
Got them 2-2-3'z in tha bacc in you're
grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me I
I busta free, these niggas must be crazy (what)
There ain't no mercy mutha fuckas
Who can
know who run the streets
Every time I come around to your club or the spot, we got it hot
All my niggas and bitches, why don't you yell it out?
(Daz
a motherfuckin gangsta was all I wanted
Daz Dillinger out to make out wit a million dollars
Shot caught him plus ballin, I'm 17
In the hood, straight love me
pigeons
you might be deep in this game
but you got some rules missin'
niggas be actin like we savage
See i'm a get the cabbage
I got nutin' but
Never fell to my knees for shit
'cause I demand shit
With this Daz Dillinger
Drillin' ya for ya shit
On the streets for the sixth time
In and out for
grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me I
I busta free, these niggas must be crazy (what)
There ain't no mercy mutha fuckas
Who can
homie, only be happy.
I sing this song to the streets with The Gang,
gotta live a uncut to the streets, Daz Dillinger.
Will our struggle ever be
degree
I learned to live life fast
(Woooo! Woooo! Woooo! Woooo)
So I can count very large amounts of cash
With Kurupt, Tha Pound and Daz
I'm Nasty, Nas be
pigeons
You might be deep in this game
But you got some rules missin'
Niggas be actin like we savage
See I'm a get the cabbage
I got nutin' but
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