Song parody of
3 Kings
by Snoop Dogg
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Make Snoop Dogg and I'm chilling
With a feelin' drink spilling
'bout a million
Yeah we really getting a billy
Chronic getting sky make it mine
VI PI mP behind the clouds
That's where you find me dress code
PIMP mode four hoes and three blunts
Sipping on some tanqueray
Modern day Marvin Gaye
My aroma is off a stoner
I leave your body stuck up in a coma
Yeah I'm home!
DE, Berlin bi' de TC siren sesleri gece
Rap mi? Bize meze yüzü beze (ah ah)
Elde balta olduğum semtler şimdi marka
Avcı izini sildi karda
Ağırlığı verince koptu halka
Ses yok, gelemezsin farkına (ah)
Bize pes yok karaladım bahtıma
Artık sil o paraları aklından
Yakuza, Massaka katliam çok rahat mı?
Verelim bi' yangına
Ritm yok şeytanın dansında
İsabet ederim alnına susturucular parkına
Hayat, anlattığın her şey yalandı
Kaldı bi' yankı hayat önüm kapandı (ah ah)
Otomatik silahları camdan
Bakış artık değişti evet
Ölülerden canlan!
I'm a motherfucking G
Puffin on that green, got a nigga in the zone
If a girl cause a nigga tryna blow
She here with me till six in the morn'
I'm a send her back
She don't know how to act
Don't trust these hoes
This a motherfucking fact
Says brand new shoes anybody knew
It be like that we don't play no games
You're not for the grim
That's a god damn shame
Been doing this for years
Who knows about my name? Fake this missing
But I trust to the gang
Make Snoop Dogg and I'm chilling
With a feelin' drink spilling
'bout a million
Yeah we really getting a billy
Chronic getting sky make it mine
VI PI mP behind the clouds
That's where you find me dress code
PIMP mode four hoes and three blunts
Sipping on some tanqueray
Modern day Marvin Gaye
My aroma is off a stoner
I leave your body stuck up in a coma
Yeah I'm home!
DE, Berlin bi' de TC siren sesleri gece
Rap mi? Bize meze yüzü beze (ah ah)
Elde balta olduğum semtler şimdi marka
Avcı izini sildi karda
Ağırlığı verince koptu halka
Ses yok, gelemezsin farkına (ah)
Bize pes yok karaladım bahtıma
Artık sil o paraları aklından
Yakuza, Massaka katliam çok rahat mı?
Verelim bi' yangına
Ritm yok şeytanın dansında
İsabet ederim alnına susturucular parkına
Hayat, anlattığın her şey yalandı
Kaldı bi' yankı hayat önüm kapandı (ah ah)
Otomatik silahları camdan
Bakış artık değişti evet
Ölülerden canlan!
I'm a motherfucking G
Puffin on that green, got a nigga in the zone
If a girl cause a nigga tryna blow
She here with me till six in the morn'
I'm a send her back
She don't know how to act
Don't trust these hoes
This a motherfucking fact
Says brand new shoes anybody knew
It be like that we don't play no games
You're not for the grim
That's a god damn shame
Been doing this for years
Who knows about my name? Fake this missing
But I trust to the gang
