How You Livin

Wassup dog? Wassup my nigga, how you doing dog? Man, I'm chilling my nigga How you livin'? Shit, I'm livin' it up baby Really, ohh really, shit It's all great then I'm glad to see ya, basically Yeah, yeah But on the real though dog How you living though? Who me? Shit I got two boys and a wife I live a luxurious life And I'm respected in this game Cause I do's the same Man, look here Let me spit you something for a second Cause I see y'all ain't been peeping out my record I see ladies, I see players, and I see haters And all you fools who perpetrate us, I'll get back with ya later I got a plate of shrimps, laughing with some pimps Chopping game, while my diamond's swinging Banking off my gold chain My time has come The way it's done No more being strung Around just like a bun My dues are paid Darkness was paved Let's go find some shade Then we've got it made Money ain't everything dog, but I tell ya If I didn't have it, i'd be labelled as a felon So, as long as I breathe, I achieve Keep god first in my life, I know that's right And I prevail, whether I do or don't sell It ain't about that, it's about giving back We trying to get our live on, while you jib on Let a homie get his sang on, instead of his bang on My life's my friends And it's gonna be here till the end It brought me a past Out the hood, so I know it's gonna last Down by the sea Is where all the ladies see me They tried to flash Be down, but I had to make a dash He went from a bucket to a benz, from some change to some ends From his homies in the pen, to his balling friends You know, flossy, flossin, bossy, bossin, boss But I paid the cost I wanna go As far as I can go Just not loco though Japan and even Tokyo Yeah broadcasting live to your radiostation This is Snoop Dogg You know what I'm saying Yeah giving a shout out Mr X-to-the-Z-Xzibit To all the homeboys on Dogghouse Records Like this 187.4fm on your dial W-Balls