[Snoop L.A. (GEEEEE, MIX!!!)
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[Chorus: Wiz Yeah uh-huh, you what it is I do, I do it big Yeah uh-huh, screamin that's When I off the lot, that's stuntin Get rep in my town, you see me me you know e'rything and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow I put it down my whip to my diamonds, I'm in Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and
[Snoop Swish! Twenty-fo', that's Black Snoop Dogg, a dope rhymer Collaborate, the Golden State In a yellow six-deuce with the purple I dip and dodge, I hit three and Fish and chips, pass down to Pau Gasol We don't give a damn, the big three L.A. Lake' sho' we 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 Jack, blazin up the purple sack
Yeah... Louis don, uhh Purple twenty-fo's yellow I'm ridin Top blew the guts, goin suicidin Stuff in the wood nigga know we gon' kill Blow it in the air boy bet he gon' feel Purp and yellow, and yellow me ball like you sittin with Phil at ten car caravan, Astons Martins and all them whips Cutlasses, them Cadillacs That leather be grippin wood tips I was up in the wood, claim Compton, bet you ain't know that Pops taught me how to get low when the flow Went from a boy to a king, any block I that Nigga better know that, boy they playin Sawed off shotty - what sayin? Nothin to a boss, I put two in that LeComp I come through fuckin niggaz off, hop in that and then get lost Boy you playin a King, not Gretzky, hit it if you let me Keep yo' girl wetter than on a jet-ski Ooh cool - say he smoother than a baby's ass was a dope boy we still spendin eighties cash Look on that Mercedes dash, boy you what it is on a scarecrow, on my way to see the Wiz!
Ridin Rosecrans, Compton, California Turn on the wrong street they might on ya of the Lakers baby, yea you know it's purp and yellow Take a hit of what I got, I bet it you seein doubles But I'm an though and yo' girl's a pigeon Its money over e'rything, you know the vision been a mark, if ya with it we can catch a fade Brought out 50 up the city, young Saddam Hussein Pusha Ink the label baby, everything else borin I'm at Roscoe's, eatin with some chicks who I took your girlfriend from you boy, youse a My white Beamer do the Wiz Khalifa, push to
Hahahahaha, the L.A. Leakers, believe Y'all already know it is man If you you should by now