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Freeze, at ease, now let me drop more of them keys It's so let me just play Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre But this I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch To motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up So sit back relax new get smacked Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack I lack for a second, and I'm still checking The dopest motherfucker that ya hearing on the me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-G-why, the I'm fly as a falcon, soaring the sky And I'm high till I dizzie, So check it, I get busy, I your head dizzy I blow up mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie I'm crazy, you phase me I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I fuck with the stress I'm all the chronic, bionic ya see Every single day, chilling the D-O-double-G's P-O-you-N-D that's my clique, my Ya with us, we gots to fuck you up I thought ya knew, but yet and Ya to get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill And feel, the realism Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hitting hard as steel nigga
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How many in your motherfucking group Want to a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille Chill, as I take you on a Where them niggas ride, and slide, you know about the Side Niggas like myself, here to you where it's at With my hoes on my side, and my on my back I stack daily, and Death Row is still the label that pays me But you how that goes We toe for toe, if you ain't on the Row you and your hoe, really doe, so check it It's Snoop Dogg on the solo tip Still clocking grip, and really don't a shit About at all, just my Doggs, stepping through the fog And I'm still gonna em all With the shit that keeps ya hanging How many hoes in will I be banging? Every single one, to get the job As I dip, skip, flip, back to two one Where the sun be shining and I be It's me, Snoop D-O-double-G, and I'm
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I come creeping the fog with my sagging Dukes East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 DeBille I'm rolling with the G Funk, bumping in my shit and it don't So it on the one motherfucker put together that set A nigga with a of that gangsta shit With the Eastside hoes on my motherfucking And the Compton niggas all to set trip Swing it back, bring it back, like this And if you with my shit, blaze up another spliff And keep the motherfucking in your pocket loc 'cause Doggy Dogg is all the zig zag smoke See it's a West thing, where I'm from And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take But watch the gun by my it represents me and the motherfucking East Side So bow down to the bow wow, bow wow Yippie yo, you can't see my My shit is dope, original, now you And no hood fuck with Death Rizzow
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