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Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of keys 19-9-tre so let me just play It's Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre But this I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch To leave motherfuckers in a daze, up So sit relax new jacks get smacked It's Snoop Dogg I'm at the top of the stack I lack for a second, and I'm still checking The dopest that ya hearing on the record me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-G-why, the I'm fly as a falcon, through the sky And I'm till I dizzie, rizzide So check it, I get busy, I your head dizzy I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy I'm crazy, you can't me I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I fuck with the stress I'm all the chronic, bionic ya see single day, chilling with the D-O-double-G's P-O-you-N-D that's my clique, my Ya fuck with us, we gots to you up I ya knew, but yet and still Ya want to get real, now it's time to peel, ya say And feel, the motherfucking Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hitting hard as nigga
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How many hoes in your group Want to take a in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille Chill, as I take you on a Where them ride, and slide, you know about the East Side Niggas like myself, here to you where it's at my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back Papers I stack daily, and Death Row is still the that pays me But you know how goes We flow toe for toe, if you on the Row Fuck you and hoe, really doe, so check it It's Snoop Doggy on the solo tip Still clocking grip, and don't give a shit nothing at all, just my Doggs, stepping through the fog And I'm still fade em all With the gangsta shit that ya hanging How many hoes in ninety-four will I be Every single one, to get the job As I dip, skip, flip, right to two one the sun be shining and I be ryhming 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 Coupe I'm rolling with the G Funk, in my shit and it don't quit So drop it on the one motherfucker put that set A nigga with a grip of gangsta shit With the hoes on my motherfucking dick And the Compton niggas all to set trip Swing it back, it back, just like this And if you with my shit, then up another spliff And keep the blunt in your pocket loc Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke See it's a West thing, where I'm from And if you want some, get some, bad enough, some But the gun by my side Because it represents me and the motherfucking East So bow down to the bow wow, bow wow Yippie yo, you see my flow My is dope, original, now you know And can't no hood with Death Rizzow
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