Ai Dogg, let me holla man Wuz up Word is on the beats gone be delicate Since Dre did shake the out, man Delicate, So that's what makes me Man, I don't give a about no beat
Now let me shake that man I hear ya a cold, cold thing It's a cold For real, hmm
I got niggas tryin' to get at me than the President do sometimes be tryin' to get at me 'cos I be droppin' funky rhymes What the fuck is goin' on? This rap game is to make money You niggas is taking the outta hand, actin' way too funny Doin' too much, y'know what I see it the get-go the fuck's goin' on wit you niggas, y'all tryin' to play a low pro And tryin' ta be hard and ta be big willies or whatever they call it I guess it's time for me to act like an alcoholic And step to the game, I'm a in like I don't know And if a nigga say somethin' wrong, I'm off from the get-go
I givin' no room to try to get me first I done been bombed on before and I'ma tell you Man, the worst in the world, but I'ma keep my thang together 'Cos I'ma keep money and hope everything is still together Havin' papers, man, now what y'all niggas All y'all broke on the corner, drinkin' your Wanna be what I'm doin' But don't get mad and don't be tryin' to 'Cos, uhh, takin' trips around state to
Representin', uhh, what y'all represent But y'all can't represent it 'cos got no dollars, no cents I'm movin' on, groovin' on and I'm Makin' more than the average Cuban ta get G's across the town, tryin' ta make more hits And tryin' ta get my game and get at your bitch Now if she wants to get with this, she gone come at a player, do' 'Cos she know that Snoop Dogg is got white Rolls 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 on back 'Cos when you do, we gone be on some Cognac It's on me, I'm feelin' good 'Cos I'ma do mines and I'ma keep everything I ain't lettin' leak 'cos if thangs leak, then I'm get caught And I can't get caught 'cos you how they do it that child support Shit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his tight Gettin' percent, half your life Shit, I love my boy and all
But I gonna be payin' no bitch, no no, no way Dogg I'm too slick on my toes, I'm too I'm guaranteed to get away from some shit dat, ain't that right 'Cos, uhh, when you play in game you got to be the real player You can't be no fake ass talkin' about you wanna be the man if you ain't with the game, the game ain't gonna be wit you And I can put that on including you
One of every five black males before the year Will be detained or No justice, no Yeah, the hurts, we scared to go to church
Look here, but cut it, gettin' five points Step back for a second, I'm puttin' less than five to joint Hmm, if this is the bomb niggas gonna up Atlanta at the Olympics Niggas be trippin' but be pimpin' I don't be trippin' off no nigga at all, no tryin' to get my 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 got Shaq O'Neal It's to make a million dollars and that's for real
See we gone blow up and show up and throw up but Dogg Pound Give it to ya ta put it down and be 'round to your town So just sit in your and wait til' we come through Until we do just keep smokin' and blue Or whatever you do just true to what you do 'Cos we gone keep doin' the fuck we got to do Now, me now and listen to the instructions 'Cos the game's gonna get now, niggas is tryin' ta creep ta get up on game but they don't wanna be down with the PG All of a sudden wanna dis DP
What we look Makin' y'all us, that ain't right I should get upset but stay composed Chill for a second, spit at hos Drinkin' my drink, my dank my bank, uhh, that shit stank Stanky bank is what I got 'cos keep it And nah this no motherfuckin' secret
Yeah, we're in season lookin' for a reason It's like thanksgiving the feast Yeah, the truth hurts, scared to go to church
They got me runnin' 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 turn around and the police, hmm Game recognize Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my I slide in the back of a garage with this ho They run right past me, ask me, "Have I the suspect?" "Yeah, he that way", now for the jack