[snoop Yeah, yeah, another one of those... Snoop d-o-double g, l.t. hutton Yeah, we all off up in the hills about now It's two in the morning! I got big on the grill Eastside!!! it way real dogg, lbc
Chorus: snoop (repeat 4x)
If you got beef, dpg, Then holla at me, the
Bridge: wilson, snoop
[c. w.] any problems any problems you can at my dogg.... [s. d.] holla, [c. w.] at my dogg, you could holla at my dogg, ohhhhh Any problems any you could holla at my dogg, Holla at my dogg, holla at my dogg, heeeeey
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[jayo The I lead The average would have broke down a long time ago Try to in a show and get slumped like the crow now, we gonna run at my nigga them killas is nathal We see it all like night owls and we stay on the They don't see me shine again fuckin' with my mind again But as soon as I finish heineken I go get my nine again (it got a body on it from a don't it? ) Yeah I been tryin' to slang it, but don't nobody it They can't help you with band-aids, we comin' grenades, You ain't seen this many niggas in your life with and braids I'm from the home where get sprayed and gang related raids Fuck y'all, that start bangin' "colors" was made Let's c-walk to that, and never me no hassle Cause I come from one of the cottage in paso
[tray It ain't no you dissin' me you dissin' my clique And ain't no question we come steppin' straight to get in shit So why you actin' like a bitch? your business on wax we could scrap or slap a clip, if you wanted to crack See in the pen we got a name for runnin' they yap Sale soldiers, roll 'em up with somethin' up in back Handles ours, battle scars, shackles, and all And we the last niggas standin' once they start to the call, or fuck it, just kick off the brawl 'cause I'm ridin' my doggs, win, lose, or draw Dogg pound insane, neighborhood gangin' it And every gangsta that I hang down to bang Full time pull mines and I gots to a pass, when I mash, anybody get touched So make my name just like a dick in your mouth And watch the way you on my when you spittin' it out
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[sylk e. You got a muthafuckin' problem with my then you got one with me It's the s to the y, the l, just drop keys As I flee, to the l.t.'s, to make the magic It's those that talk, and those make shit happen So what'cha say? you wanna spit? you got D.p serve the heat, to the street Honey west, I make the complete Therefore them who talk that shit Be them bitches gettin' they ass beat
dogg] Now don't come round fuckin' with us 'cause on the real homeboy, we'll be you up And to you who be thinking y'all could slide by With that shit, bitch, biddity bye bye I a bitch up faster than I do a nigga See to me, most bitches is women but you'z a nigga We got rules and codes, g's and Friends and foes, ride or get on
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[snoop Nigga, nigga,