[Snoop L.A. (GEEEEE, MIX!!!)
uh-huh, you know what it is Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, and yellow Yeah uh-huh, you what it is Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, and yellow
Wiz Khalifa] Yeah uh-huh, you know it is I do, I do it big Yeah uh-huh, screamin nothin When I pulled off the lot, that's Get rep in my town, you see me me you know e'rything Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and I put it from my whip to my diamonds, I'm in Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, and yellow
Dogg] Swish! Twenty-fo', that's Black Snoop Dogg, a dope rhymer Collaborate, with the Golden In a yellow six-deuce with the plates I dip and dodge, I hit and roll Fish and chips, bounce pass to Pau Gasol We give a damn, about the big three L.A. sho' we 'bout to three-peat aAd you can bet, on the set Ron about to get wet I'm on the flo', and that's a Sittin next to Uncle Jack, blazin up the sack
Yeah... Louis don, uhh twenty-fo's yellow Lambo' I'm ridin Top blew the guts, goin suicidin in the wood nigga know we gon' kill that Blow it in the air boy bet he gon' feel and yellow, purp and yellow Watch me like you sittin with Phil at ten car caravan, Astons Martins and all hood whips Them Cutlasses, Cadillacs That leather be grippin them wood I was born up in the wood, claim Compton, bet you know that Pops taught me how to get low when the flow from a boy to a king, any block I five-five-fo' that Nigga know that, boy they ain't playin Sawed off shotty - they sayin? Nothin to a boss, I put two in that LeComp I come through fuckin niggaz off, hop in that truck and then get Boy you playin a King, not Gretzky, hit it if you let me yo' girl wetter than Game on a jet-ski Ooh cool cool - say he smoother than a ass Pops was a dope boy we still eighties cash Look on Mercedes dash, boy you know what it is on a scarecrow, on my way to see the Wiz!
Ridin Rosecrans, Compton, California Turn on the street they might bang on ya Home of the Lakers baby, yea you know purp and yellow a hit of what I got, I bet it have you seein doubles But I'm an angel though and yo' girl's a Its money over e'rything, you know the vision Never been a mark, if ya with it we can a fade out 50 blew up the city, young Saddam Hussein Pusha Ink the label baby, everything else fuckin I'm at Roscoe's, eatin some chicks who foreign I took your girlfriend from you boy, a mark My Beamer do the Wiz Khalifa, push to start
Hahahahaha, the L.A. Leakers, that Y'all already know it is man If you you should by now