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Intro: (Snoop talking homey)

Homey: Ai Dogg, let me holla man
Wuz up home?
Homey: Word is on the
Your beats gone be delicate since Dre did the spea's out,
man.
Snoop: Beats?
So that's what makes me
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 to get at me cos I be droppin funky rhymes
What the fuck is on? This rap game is made to make money
You niggas is taking the shit outta hand, way too funny
Doin too much, y'know I see it from the
What the goin on wit you niggas, y'all tryin to play a low pro
And tryin ta be hard and tryin ta be big willies or whatever they it
I guess time for me to act just like an alcoholic
And step to the game, I'm a stumble in like I know
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 on before and I'ma tell you, man, that's the worst
Fifth in the world, but I'ma keep my thang
Cos keep makin money and hope everything is still together
Havin papers, man, now y'all niggas doin?
All y'all broke on the corner, drinkin your drink, wanna be what I'm

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

(Snoop talking)

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

(Snoop talking)

Yeah, we're in drought
Niggas for a reason
It's like thanksgiving the feast
the truth hurts, we're scared to go to church

They got me runnin from my life, I'm gates
They got dogs on my ass, but I'm a
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 and bite the police, hmm
Game recognise Dogg too cold, I'm on my toes
I in the back of a garage, dippin with this ho
They run right me, ask me "Have I seen the suspect?"
"Yeah, he went way", now for the jack