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Freeze, at ease, now let me drop more of them keys It's 19-9-tre so let me just 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 back relax new jacks get It's Snoop Doggy I'm at the top of the stack I don't lack for a second, and I'm checking The dopest motherfucker that ya on the record It's me, ya see, 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 make your dizzy I up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie I'm crazy, you can't me I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck the stress I'm all the chronic, bionic ya see Every single day, with the D-O-double-G's P-O-you-N-D my clique, my crew Ya fuck us, we gots to fuck you up I ya knew, but yet and still Ya want to get real, now time to peel, ya say chill And feel, the realism Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hitting hard as nigga
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How many in your motherfucking group Want to take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, Chill, as I take you on a Where them niggas ride, and slide, you about the East Side Niggas like myself, here to you where it's at With my on my side, and my strap on my back Papers I stack daily, and Row is still the label that pays me But you how that goes We toe for toe, if you ain't on the Row Fuck you and hoe, really doe, so check it It's Snoop Doggy on the solo tip Still clocking grip, and really don't give a About nothing at all, my Doggs, stepping through the fog And I'm gonna fade em all the gangsta shit that keeps ya hanging How hoes in ninety-four 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, D-O-double-G, and I'm climbing
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I come creeping through the fog 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 quit So drop it on the one put together that set A nigga with a grip of gangsta shit With the Eastside hoes on my dick And the Compton niggas all about to set Swing it back, bring it back, just like And if you with my shit, then blaze up another And the motherfucking blunt in your pocket loc 'cause Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke See it's a West coast thing, I'm from And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take But watch the gun by my Because it represents me and the motherfucking Side So bow down to the bow wow, bow wow Yippie yo, you can't see my My is dope, original, now you know And can't no hood fuck with Rizzow
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