Gimme some of g shit goldie loc Yeah, that's I'm talkin 'bout Yeah, check out y'all, uh huh huh
2x: snoop dogg We got snoop dogg in the tonight, with the homeboy tray-deee Waniac, trip loc and goldie, 4 tay from the bay, you say What you say, huh? (we do like everyday)
4-tay] Did ya get the dank, did ya get the I got the dank, you got the gas in the tank? V.i.p. status, don't need an 'cause the niggas I fuck wit, all about the cabbage Down in yellobrick road my destination, the Toastin remys, fillin' jimmies, we all out for the wizard, creepin through the fog Got some bad ass bitches, headed to the ball gon be strippin and wigglin ass Hope you brought your pass Tray-deee, goldie half dead, the twins sacks Bigger than big in l.a. 4 tay representin for the whole damn yae,
2nd snoop dogg Dogghouse, it out, and if you ain't dope you gots to get The out, that's on the o g d p, (say what) And that's how it is when you wit me
Don't matter how you come, use all Ties become when the cutthroat strangles My hookup, rangers Better float a nationwide sky pager Them hoes save us, about bein playas On the real we can deal wit you playa We hit the spot, every got a block you makin when you take it to a different type of level that it pops Know the keep the hip rocks, steady bangin Hoes steady sangin from the gang we claimin Yo, it's waniac, the maniac, loc won't you spit that rap
loc] Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homies To see if he floatin me up to the dogghouse Hit the he lightin, outside little niggas is fightin This bomb, I'm Holla at my I know up in the complex Nigga ready to ride as soon as he get Now we ready to roll, hit the store, the carpool lane Once it's on, big chiefin Remind me of the noisiest Ladies all over the place, and super laced How we like it, in my 5 0 1 Killin my lungs, keepin these homies and on one
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[tray Man I got warrants, bad tax, still sayin it up to dogghouse swervin in a bucket Puffin on some bomb from my blue And got my little bitch a contact too shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on Swoopin to soopafly, gettin my smoke on goldie loc got the heat on roast it 4 tay on the way plus the is posted Bout to set it off bet it's off the Straight crooks, gettin money off the Makin nothin but gangsta shit that niggas lovin Thuggin at the house party, fuck clubbin
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loc] Let me hear you say pimps, banks, Let's all get the money then murder these Cocksuckers, they stop us Now put up your choppers, in case they rollin wit them coppers I shut em down, for them bitches I be seein you with snitches everytime I'm switches Ice skatin dicthes I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them I be mobbin down the tryin to bag up my bags I'm saggin so hard I'm tearin up the of my khakis I'm tryin to reach my dirty red But this hoe won't let me know, way to go I'm movin My chucks only come wit a hundred miles of Hundred miles of runnin funny and I'm gunnin nigga Doggpound gangsta crip for And we gon party in this all damn night
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