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For all my homies the eight tray wigs And all the playas in the '79 For all of my affiliates in tha hoppin' '68 This from me to you
Not the Under Dogg, me the Wonder Dogg I keep it crackin' I'm stackin' in this game called rappin' Now, I up my feet like I kick a rhyme to a beat And every time you see me on the streets, I some heat Hell, yeah, then pass the
And everybody wanna what's up with me and Master P For your concern, you knew there want no When I got some gangsta shit and told you want No Limit To the thangs I'm gon' do, now it's really goin' with the DPGC
Well, Daz did the beat and got the heat And Tray Dee, he the hook and Supafly played the keys It get no realer than From the LB to the Down South, add more to this
Entourage, South, West, oh yes, we in And we'll pull your cards, no or disregards in the big LB is gettin' hard, so my squad gon' mob and drop bombs Bring me along, we everybody harm
I ya scream, I make ya shout C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me ya out 'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, and clout And I rock a Long Beach all the way down South
I ya scream, I make ya shout C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me ya out 'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and And I rock a Long Beach City all the way down
Can you me? I can dig it Hoes, me to the bridge
Snoop Dogg, Dogg Snoop Dogg, Dogg Snoop Dogg, Dogg Snoop Dogg, Snoop
Whether in a Khaki suit or a pimped I'm a G for G and else for life You can bet your bottom You get twisted if you dwellin' in my felon
Tha is a household name From basketball to alcohol, everybody the Dogg I'm Billy King, probably got a Doggystyle tape Somewhere in his briefcase
Newsweek, Rolling Stone, major fiends, prom queens, we too clean Take a look, you ain't ever One hip hop rap star drop this West Coast
Back to the up top Hills for real, give it up to him A who with diamond Take a hit with big Lajeezy before he some wheezy
With Colion playin' in the background On and on, line with big style Hitting P, LIG, him let it go strong, no longer in the roll
Just a few names from the files LBC styles, DPG ale I bought a with a lake in the back My big home stack just that
I make ya scream, I make ya C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me ya out you know I'm all about, the hoes, money and clout And I rock a Long City all the way down South
I make ya scream, I ya shout C'mon, all you partyin' people, let me ya out 'Cuz you know I'm all about, the hoes, and clout