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Intro: (Snoop with homey)

Ai Dogg, let me holla at'cha man
Snoop: Wuz up
Homey: is on the streets
Your beats gone be delicate since Dre did shake the out,
man.
Delicate? Beats?
So that's what me now?
Man, I don't give a about no beat

(Now let me shake shit man)
(I ya Dogg)
(It's a cold, thing!)
(It's a thing!)
(For real, hmm!)

I got more niggas tryin to get at me than the do sometimes
Niggas be tryin to get at me cos I be droppin funky
What the fuck is on? This rap game is made to make money
You niggas is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too
too much, y'know I see it from the get-go
What the fuck's goin on wit you niggas, tryin to play a low pro
And tryin ta be and tryin ta be big willies or whatever they call it
I it's time for me to act just like an alcoholic
And step to the game, I'm a stumble in like I don't
And if a say somethin wrong, I'm takin off from the get-go
I ain't no room to try to get me first
Cos I done been bombed on before and tell you, man, that's the worst
Fifth in the world, but keep my thang together
Cos I'ma keep makin money and everything is still together
Havin papers, man, now what y'all niggas
All y'all broke on the corner, drinkin your drink, be doin what I'm

But don't get mad and don't be to play-hate
Cos, uhh, trips around state to state
Representin, uhh, what y'all represent
But can't represent it cos y'all got no dollars, no cents
I'm movin on, on and I'm movin
Makin more moves than the Cuban
ta get G's across the town, tryin ta make more hits
And tryin ta get my tight and get at your bitch
Now if she wants to get with this, she come holla at a player, do'
Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got that white Rolls
And she wants to in, bring a friend
Cos is like alphabet, come on in
Come on in and a friend and you can come on back
Cos when you do, we gone be sippin on Cognac
It's on me, I'm feelin good
Cos I'ma do mines and I'ma everything tight
I ain't lettin nothin leak cos if leak, then I'm get caught
And I can't get caught cos you know how they do it that child support
Shit, is cold on a nigga who ain't got his game tight
Gettin 18-point-5 percent, half your
Shit, I love my boy and all
But I ain't gonna be no bitch, no no, no way Dogg
I'm too on my toes, I'm too tight
I'm guaranteed to get away from shit like dat, ain't that right
Cos, uhh, you play in this game you got to be the real player
You can't be no fake ass nigga about you wanna be the man
Cos if you ain't with the game, the game ain't be wit you
And I can put that on including you

(Snoop talking)

One of five black males berfore the year 2000 will be detained or

No justice, no
the truth hurts, we scared to go to church

Look here, but don't cut it, gettin points
Step back for a second, I'm less than five to this joint
Hmm, if this is the bomb niggas gonna blow up Atlanta at the Olympics
be trippin but I'll be pimpin
I don't be off no nigga at all, no bitches
tryin to get money, I don't even be trippin off no switches
I used to like low-riders but now I Eastsiders
I put it down wit me and a hit maker, y'knowhatI'msayin?
I love the Lakers now cos now they got O'Neal
It's time to make a million dollars and for real
See we gone blow up and show up and up nuttin but Dogg Pound
Give it to ya ta put it down and we'll be round to your
So sit in your seats and wait til we come through
we do just keep smokin grey and blue
Or whatever you do just stay to what you do
Cos we gone keep what the fuck we got to do
Now, follow me now and to the instructions
Cos the game's gonna get deep now, is tryin ta creep
Tryin ta get up on game but they don't wanna be down the PG
All of a sudden everybody dis DP
Now, we look like?
Makin y'all us, that ain't right
I should get upset but I'ma composed
Chill for a second, spit at hos
Drinkin my drink, my dank
Countin my bank, uhh shit stank
Stanky bank is what I got cos keep it
And nah this no motherfuckin secret

(Snoop talking)

Yeah, in drought season
Niggas for a reason
It's like without the feast
Yeah the truth hurts, we're to go to church

They got me runnin from my life, I'm gates
They got on my ass, but I'm a Dogg
So I know how to and get wit dat shit
The dog run up on me I give him a
nigga back up off me
He turn around and the police, hmm
Game recognise Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my
I slide in the back of a garage, dippin with ho
They run past me, ask me "Have I seen the suspect?"
"Yeah, he that way", now for the jack