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Ai Dogg, let me at'cha man
Wuz up
Word is on the
Your gone be delicate
Since Dre did shake the out, man
Delicate,
So that's what makes me
Man, I don't a fuck about no beat

Now let me shake that man
I ya Dogg
It's a cold, cold
It's a cold
For real, hmm

I got more niggas tryin' to get at me the President do sometimes
be tryin' to get at me 'cos I be droppin' funky rhymes
What the fuck is on? This rap game is made to make money
You is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too funny
Doin' too much, y'know what I see it from the
What the fuck's goin' on wit you niggas, y'all tryin' to a low pro
And tryin' ta be hard and ta be big willies or whatever they call it
I guess 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 givin' no room to try to get me
'Cos I done been on before and I'ma tell you
Man, the worst
Fifth in the world, but I'ma my thang together
'Cos I'ma keep money and hope everything is still together
Havin' papers, man, now what y'all doin'?
All y'all broke on the corner, drinkin' drink
Wanna be doin' I'm doin'
But don't get mad and don't be tryin' to
'Cos, uhh, trips around state to state

Representin', uhh, what y'all represent
But y'all can't it 'cos y'all got no dollars, no cents
I'm movin' on, on and I'm movin'
more moves than the average Cuban
Tryin' ta get G's across the town, ta make more hits
And tryin' ta get my game tight and get at your
Now if she wants to get this, she gone come holla at a player, do'
'Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got that white Royce
And she to jump in, bring a friend
'Cos is like alphabet, come on in

Come on in and bring a friend and you can come on
'Cos when you do, we gone be on some Cognac
It's on me, I'm good tonight
I'ma do mines and I'ma keep everything tight
I ain't lettin' nothin' leak 'cos if thangs leak, I'm get caught
And I can't get caught you know how they do it
that child support
Shit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his tight
Gettin' 18-point-5 percent, half your
Shit, I my baby boy and all

But I ain't be payin' no bitch, no no, no way Dogg
I'm too slick on my toes, I'm too
I'm to get away from 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' you wanna be the man
'Cos if you with the game, the game ain't gonna be wit you
And I can put on everything including you

One of every five black males before the year
be detained or deceased
No justice, no
Yeah, the truth hurts, we to go to church

here, but don't cut it, gettin' five points
Step back for a second, I'm puttin' less than five to this
Hmm, if this is the bomb gonna blow up
Like Atlanta at the
Niggas be trippin' but be pimpin'
I be trippin' off no nigga at all, no bitches
Just tryin' to get my money, I don't be trippin' off no switches
I used to like but now I like Eastsiders
I put it down wit me and a hit maker, y'knowhatI'msayin'?
I the Lakers now 'cos now they got Shaq O'Neal
It's time to a million dollars and that's for real

See we gone blow up and show up and throw up nuttin' but Pound
Give it to ya ta put it down and we'll be 'round to town
So sit in your seats and wait til' we come through
Until we do just keep smokin' gray and
Or whatever you do just true to what you do
'Cos we gone keep doin' what the we got to do
Now, me now and listen 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 with the PG
All of a sudden everybody dis DP

What we look
y'all diss us, that ain't right
I should get upset but stay composed
for a second, spit at some hos
Drinkin' my drink, my dank
Countin' my bank, uhh, that shit
bank is what I got 'cos I'ma keep it
And nah this ain't no secret

Yeah, we're in drought
Niggas lookin' for a
like thanksgiving without the feast
Yeah, the truth hurts, scared to go to church

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