Snoop Dogg

[fox69]

"From Tha Chuuuch To Da Palace"
(feat. The Neptunes)

"From Tha Chuuuch To Da Palace"
(feat. The Neptunes)



Fa shizzle dizzle, its the big Neptizzle
with the Snoopy D-O-Double Jizzle!
...(Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
...C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
...Hehe, yeah, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
...Ahaha, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)

[Verse 1]
Bam, boom, watchoo gone do cuz?
Guess I'm rollin in with them baby blue chucks
And I still got my khakis creased
Im still rockin on these beats, and got a bad rep on the streets
Its the S-N-double-O-P, and, biggest dogg of 'em all
and youse a flea, and
and since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
and give it to you mother fuckas like bust-a-bust
I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust
And cant none of yall, fuck wit us
But you can run up on the G but thats not thinkin wisely
these pullas are contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is goin on? Someone's sleepin in my home)
Snoop to the D-O-Double G
Get in, where you fit in... follow me

[Chorus]
Whos the man with that dance? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis from his pants? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Keep the lo-lo in the three wheel stance (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin n juice in hand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)

[Verse 2]
I do it for the G's, and I do it for the hustlaz
Here to annihilate you mark-ass bustas
fuck the police cuz all they wanna do is cuff us
The one nigga is chilly, as if his name was Usher
But I'm still ridin in macks, makin 'em G stacks
and got them corn rows to the back
I aint really tryin to be picky
but if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
Doin by the ounces, Lo' lo's bouncin
Ninety doin fakin with kissin on the couchin
Boo to the ouchin, more a fountain
But thats how we get anotha doggy dogg housin
This year we aint fuck wih thousands
We clean with millions and we fly as a falcon
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg Pound, with a car fulla bitches
fuckin grits like Alice

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Three 14 inch rims is runnin on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)
Yeah they runnin on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with the cut in his coupe
Ask Bill Gates (yeah I know the homie Snoop)
Yeah I'm still loaded, hangin wit my folk and
Follow Rakim cause "I Ain't No Joke"
Cause I done seen so much, enuff to have your felons touched
When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatta'
Check up on ya homies but they gave ya bad data
Nigga fuckin stop breathin
That is so relievin', and now ya bitches are leavin'
What I say cuz what I say is so real
Homie you don' wanna see da, steel
You dont wanna catch a body, You cant hear the party!
Now thats what you should do, now wheres my baby-boo?

[Chorus]
[fade out]

 

[fox69]

"Fruit Juice"
(feat. Mr. Vegas)

"Fruit Juice"
(feat. Mr. Vegas)



This when you hear

[Hook:]
Fruit juice
Number one you know me caboose
In my God then with the fruit that they chose
Fruit juice in my glass you know me cannon loose
Take away my worry my stress and my blues

[Bridge:]
High level natural vibes what we give in
My princess say she love it when we write pandy rhythm
Natural berry also very good for the system
Some touch, some sweet, you just can't resist them

[Verse 1:]
Sweet sap, knees berry, cantaloupe, soup sop
Pineapple, mango my taste buds tangle
An ice cold beverage in my hunny come hideout
Chillin with my beautiful empress we are stand out

[Bridge:]
High level natural vibes what we give in
My princess say she love it when we write pandy rhythm
Natural berry also very good for the system
Some touch, some sweet, you just can't resist them

[Hook:]
Fruit juice
Number one you know me caboose
In my God then with the fruit that they chose
Fruit juice in my glass you know me cannon loose
Take away my worry my stress and my blues

[Verse 2:]
She sip the beef juice, she really love the medicine
Twink it down slow feel it good vibe settling
The weaker flavours going down
She ordered up another round
Tell me that she feel alright
Walk to Jesus never spy
Feel me grab the juice
She ever held the upper tide
No drink the red bull,
Because she don't believe the hype

[Hook:]
Fruit juice
Number one you know me caboose
In my God then with the fruit that they chose
Fruit juice in my glass you know me cannon loose
Take away my worry my stress and my blues

[Verse 3:]
Pick up the empress
Then we come pick up the fruit
Juice got to my sew and they got they fat man
Blues play up they some they carrot and
Root me come then and know me sat me casa
Snoop and the geek on see rock on
Make no you'ta yellin see my juice
Set on down the luta
Set them with the sample
And they are the roota
They my singing down the roota
Don't send me string the roota

Don't wanna no soda poppin my cup
Natural juice with the rhasta pin up

[Hook:]
Fruit juice
Number one you know me caboose
In my God then with the fruit that they chose
Fruit juice in my glass you know me cannon loose
Take away my worry my stress and my blues

 

[fox69]

"Full Of That Shit"

"Full Of That Shit"


The boss in the building, feeling so cold
If this was Houston I'd be feeling so throwed
I'mma stand up, you better man up
Who going home with Dogg?
Put your hands up
Puff pass and slide, you know the deal ho
I'm 10 shots in, that's on the real though
I got money love, and I ain't never scared
Watch your bitch mayne, it's pimping everywhere
I got a lot of bad ones, yeah you see the troops
They get to popping off, until they see it's Snoop
I'm loc'd out, the vodka all in me
Baby got the henney, and we from rolling twenties[?]
Turn it up boy, high as a bitch too[?]
That Obama kush, that'll fix you
You better get em' mayne, I'm fucking all chicks
I'm off the wall bitch, I'm full of that shit

[Hook:]
If you see me in the club and you know I'm turnt up
But your bitch keep looking at me
Yeah you better tell her keep her eyes on the motherfucking prize
Before you come fucking with me
Cause I'm full of that shit
I'm full of that shit
I'm full of that shit
I'm full of that shit

Eyes so glassy
Bitch in the club, tryna harass me
I'm a taxi
I take her home, like a dog do
And cover everything, like a fog do
Bottle after bottle, nigga I'm turnt up
My eyes getting low, swisher burnt up
These hoes on one, tryna press a player
Balling overseas, nigga I'm heavy there
Leaning to the side, mixing all drinks
Dubs up in here, like a gold mink
This long beach bitch, d-o-double-g
Since 93', on top of V.I.P
Watch your look mayne, the stare make it worse
I understand I'm famous, but I'm a gangster first
You better get him mayne, I'll beat his ass quick
I'm off the wall bitch, I'm full of that shit

[Hook]

Got my rag hanging, like Snoopy do
Sound like a hater, like Snoopy who?
The homies all in, niggas deep as fuck
Super s[?] with vodka, niggas creeping up
Fire it up, go on pass it round
I smell the kush fool, I'm like a basset hound
Yeah I'm rich, nigga and what?
Still [?]'d up, nigga that's what's up
Pour some more in, cause I can handle that
I'm in a Pontiac, she said where the phantom at
Bitch you got me fucked up
I do this for me, I don't do it for any slut
Like a b I don't do this for any butt
I do this for the c, and my niggas up in the cut
It's Snoopy D-o-g and I turn it up in the club
I'm high as a bitch, and full of that shit

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"G Bedtime Stories"

"G Bedtime Stories"


(Uncle Snoop Dogg.)
Yo' whassup, whassup.
(Could you read us a bedtime story?)
Alright, alright.
Ya'll get my ash tray, get my lighter.
I'm a read ya'll a gangsta bedtime story.
Come here, sit on my lap.
(Okay.)
Check it out.

Great scotts, it's hot today
He ran up out of bullets so I shot him in his chest
He fell to the floor with his hands in the air
His vision gettin blurry but you know I didn't care
Peck, peck, he tried to stay on deck
So I ran up on this nigga and I shot him in his neck
Shooting like a muthafuckin vietnam vet
Riding on this nigga disrepectin my set
No stranger to danger ain't no warning shots
On the hood gettin hot, anybody can drop
You better have a spot up in town my nigga
Cause please believe it, it can go down my nigga
Caught up in some traffic behind some hood rat
Grease strikes you out with no get back
Wishing for a steak eatin on a Kit Kat
And your bitch ain't shit the little homie hit that
Sit back and go see, take a trip up with me
Let's go get a stick nigga dip with me
We can ride on some niggas for nuthin at all
Even if we cool with 'em, fuck 'em let's go get 'em
LBC in this muthafucka cuz
I had to show these niggas what time it was
We got thugs, cons, drugs and guns
We claiming everything nigga, even dimes and doves
Have you ever slapped a bitch to mack your grip
Or better yet, strapped a clip
To a muthafuckin' nine millimeter for heater
And put the ride down out of G two seater
You need a nigga like me to get your game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that nigga who brought the afro back
And pat your back and then I turn around and snatch your sack
Before I came out niggas was wearing slack
I brought the curl back and the golf hat
The black poker sack and this skandelous raps
The one eight seven kidnaps and jacks
I brought snaps to the game nigga
Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap name nigga
S-N double O-P fa sho
I do my thang way cut throat on the downlow
Oh once upon a time in the LBC
There lived a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids looked up to him
All the women stayed true to him, police tried to do him
But couldn't do nothing to him cause he's like stainless steel
And all they hated on him because he was way to real
I don't know why but he's just so fly
But I gotta end this story by saying goodnight

 

[fox69]

"G Funk Intro"
(feat. Rage)

"G Funk Intro"
(feat. Rage)



[Intro:]

Yeah....
This is another story about dogs
For the dog that don't pee on trees, is a bitch
So says Snoop Dogg, get your pooper scooper
Cuz the nigga's talkin shit
Aroof! [echoes]

[Verse One: Rage]

I'm sippin on Tanqueray
with my my mind on my money and my mouth in the ganjahy
R-A-G to the motherfuckin E
Back with my nigga S-N double O-P
[Dre] Yeah, and ya don't stop
Rage in effect I just begun to rock
[Dre] I said yeah, and you don't quit
[Snoop] Hey yo Rage would you please drop some gangsta shit
I rock ruff and stuff with my Afro Puffs
Handcuffed as I bust bout to tear shit up
Oh what did ya think I, could never think I
Would be the one to make you blink out, I catch you like Inca
Never will there ever be another like me
Um you can play the left, cuz it ain't no right in me
Out the picture out the frame out the box I knock em all
Smack em out the park, like A Friendly Game of Baseball
Grand, slam, yes I am
Kickin up dust and I don't give a god DAMN
Cuz I'm that lyrical murderer
Pleading guilty, you know for my skills I'm about to be
Filthy large, Rage in charge
You know what's happenin don't try to play large
this ain't no Rerun, see hun, don't ya wanna be one
A cover, word to wreck ya, cause I never get my vocals
I'm loco, close to Constatanople, uhhh!
I'll make 'em go coo-coo for my Cocoa
puffin stuff, aiyyo Snoop, you're up
Let these niggaz know that niggaz don't give a fuck!

[Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

This is just a small introduction to the G Funk Era
Everyday of my life I take a glimpse in the mirror
And I see motherfuckers tryin to be like me
Every since I put it down with the D-R-E

[Outro:]

Foamin at the mouth and waggin his tail
Searchin through the yards with a keen sense of smell
Lookin for the business in heat
And when he find it he'll be sniffin her seat
We travel in packs and we do it from the back
How else can you get to the booty?
We do it Doggystyle, all the while we do it Doggystyle
Yo motherfuckin hoes!!!
He fucked the fleas off a bitch
He shaked the ticks off his dick
And in the booty, he buries his motherfuckin bone
And if there's any left over
He'll roll over and take a doggy bag home

Damn, that Tanqueray is talkin to a nigga
I ain't bullshittin, one of y'all niggaz gotta get it
Man I got ta piss
Breath test?

 

[fox69]

"Game Court"
(feat. Mac Minista)

"Game Court"
(feat. Mac Minista)



[Mac Minista]
Mac Minista in defense of the honorable Snoop Dogg
The anti-player has filed and submitted an "alpha"-davit
in the Game Court. With trumped up charges against
my client Snoop Dogg, Tha Doggfather - for 227 counts
of flexing his G's, popping his P's
dotting his I's and crossing his T's.
The anti-player has filed and submitted an "alpha"-davit
in the Game Court. With trumped up charges against
my client Snoop Dogg, Tha Doggfather - for 357 counts
of verbal and reckless endangerment
from the million dollar mouthpiece;
and leaving these super-sap suckers,
discombobulated and confused and shook up, like a pair of dice.
The anti-player, has filed and submitted an "alpha"-davit
in the Game Court. Charging my client Snoop Dogg,
Tha Doggfather - for distributing and manufacturing game.
Crossing state and county lines, with the intent to pimp the system.
Now if you wanna judge Tha Doggfather,
bring him before 12 G's and open up his files
and you will see, that ever since Snoopy was a pup
his tail was straight up - ready to shake rattle and roll
and charge from a hoe to a henchman about his pension.
So all you jerks with them $11 words
comin out of your $2 mouth
about a multi-million dollar Crip
who's got the mind of a bid'ness man, the heart of a tyrant,
and the tongue of a mack - I said,
he's a five-star guerilla Crip, with bars and stars
while you suckers is lookin for stripes.
His game is as sharp as a mosquito's needle;
and with this in mind, I'm gonna ask the Game Court
to grant a motion, of 995 - grounds, of dismissal.

 

[fox69]

"Game Of Life"
(feat. Steady Mobb'n)

"Game Of Life"
(feat. Steady Mobb'n)



[Snoop:]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[3X's]

Gunblast [gunshots] echo fast and all I seen was loose cash
I hit the flo' & when they go I make sure I grab all the dough
The Scene: Long Beach yeah '86
Where: The liquor store nigga on some devilish shit
I went in to grab a drink but I came out a felon
my homeboy got away but shit I wasn't tellin'
So I fell in a trap with no getback
they threw away the key and now I'm a OG
In the County jail rappin & bangin' at the same time
and since I don't smoke cigarettes loc
shit I gotta slang mine
And I ain't tryin' to get on swole so I ain't fuckin' with the iron
I got bitches bringin' me money & ain't a godamn thing funny
My homeboy Devil from the HCG and Young Side Trey R.I.P
from the ETG (Eight-Trey) and oh yeah Baby Ken Dawg
from the Westside Four-O's got love for Short and my
homeboy J-Ball from the Seven four ? from that gang
and the homeboy Tracy D from
the big bad ass ese gang them straight killas & they know
I got game & that's real from a trio nigga havin' green
Get yo' hustle on nigga 'fore you end up dead
It's too much paper to get Can ya dig it?
Later on this evening I got a lick nigga is you down wit' it?
Shit...

GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game

[Steady Mobb'n]
There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball
watch them hatas and pretendas and all the shit they do
cause nowadays some of these niggas be bitches too
Keep the business professional get ya heat at all times
keep them snitches on the sideline
cause you know pressure burst the pipeline
Keep ya eyes on ya enemies watch those close to ya
See them outside niggas can't touch ya
it be the ones inside that do ya
Smilin' in ya face but want to take yo' place
fuck around and be playa let's make a deal with the D.A.
Don't be ridin' with no niggas
who ain't sure if he gon' get down
cause it only take a split second
to get ya buck buck and lay down
Hesitation'll buy ya fate get that ass all caught up
ya little homey might be cool
if them other two priors ain't brought up
Remember took time to kill smash and don't give a fuck
Be a hog about ya papers straight hungry for that der come up
Respect the game feel what the soldier talkin' about
If you got to be in that game stack ya change
and get the fuck out!

[Snoop]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game
[3x]

[Steady Mobb'n]
Game recognize game ?? kickin' back smokin' Mary Jane
I'm gettin' high in the game my little
homey popped him with the cane
Some niggas only in it for the fame
Niggas ain't ready for the game
if you ain't down then get the fuck out the game
or represent yo' thang
Ghosttown LB SB Brookfield 76 Folktown & the 90's
Twomp twomp put yo' guns up
when the tank dogg roll up who got the weed nigga hold up
I'm the King of Oakland nigga raise up
I ain't givin' a fuck I'm still ?hugged?
cause my down South niggas show me love
and the muthafuckin' gifts dancin' in the club
That's game

[Snoop]
GAME that's my thang
and it ain't no rules when you in this game

[Talking]
Steady Mobbin', D O double G, ain't No Limit to that shit
Nigga Carlos on the beat Beats By The Pound
'Bout 3:34 in the morning don't even matter
We puffin' all night, straight game, game.
I got all my game from my momma yeah
a nigga didn't gave me none of this shit that's real.
Wanna say what up to my momma, for givin'
me all this game...

 

[fox69]

"Gangbang Rookie"
(feat. Pilot)

"Gangbang Rookie"
(feat. Pilot)



I'm not down with the Republican Party
Or the Democratic Party
I represent the Gangsta Party
The Gangsta Party?
Yes, sir

I ain't no gang bang rookie, let that thang bang fully
I'm a boss out here on the West
Killa Coast is my home, rich rollin' on my throne
With my blue bandana on my neck

Girl, come fuck with Snoop
Sign up on my team, there's a little room left
Girl, you heard all my songs
Steady long, steady wrong, don't get yo' ass left

Church on the move, nigger
Now go and hit the turf with the news, nigger
I got some advice for you new niggers
You wanna be in the league, well, tell 'em who sent ya

Snoop, D-O-double G
Hoes with double D's in line to juggle these
Snoop, twistin' up the O-G
About a whole P until I O-D

Snoop, the one they all wanna come to see
Hoes lovin' me, you niggers wanna be
Snoop, even Bloods fuck with cuz
I hit the club, they all showin' me love
They like, "Snoop Dogg"

"Can I get yo' autograph?
What's up with that D.P.G., Doggystyle and Aftermath?"
I just laugh while I'm twistin' up another zag
Bad bitches kissin' in the tub, takin' bubble baths

I ain't no gang bang rookie, police tryin' to book me
I'ma modern day Tookie on the set
I got the whole party poppin', see you hater niggers
Jockin' all these ice cold diamonds on my chest

They see my whole team thuggin'
Now they mean muggin' but that don't mean nothin'
'Cause if it's a problem I pull the problem solver
Call it 38 revolver, put an end to all this drama

I'm top dollar with the gold flea collar
Get them girls, get them dollars, get them zeroes, get them commas
Yeah, it's time to get this change, guess I'm like Obama
But I'ma stay the same on my motherfuckin' momma, I'm

Snoop, D-O-double G
Hoes with double D's in line to juggle these
Snoop, twistin' up the O-G
About a whole P until I O-D

Snoop, the one they all wanna come to see
Hoes lovin' me, you niggers wanna be
Snoop, even Bloods fuck with cuz
I hit the club, they all showin' me love
They like, "Snoop Dogg"

Two of the loc'est
Long Beach, Eastside's the place to be
Skinny side, lil' head honcho
Feel the young guap game
And you already know what it is

I ain't no gang bang rookie, y'all just tryin' to overlook me
Long Beach, Eastside when I ride, Skinny side get real low
And I tell them I got violent acts, son, I be shoppin' on the set

Let me hop on any hoe
Let a bitch hit me up for some brain blow
If nigger's didn't know, I'm 'bout cake though
D.P.G., Young Pilot fuck with Snoop

O.G. what a young man
15, got hated like a grown man
Weed money, that's me, who I fuck with
When I was young, my mom said I looked like

Snoop and we ridin' in a Coupe
And the top back, Doggystyle, bangin' out, motherfuckin'
Snoop, two-one, what it do?
I got an older chick, I'ma take to her my big homey

Snoop and I'm thinkin' crystal clear
Diamonds on my neck, shinin' like a chandelier like
Snoop, even Bloods fuck with cuz
Damn, I can't believe I'm in the club with big Snoop
Young Pilot

Snoop, are you still basically a gangster?
That's a figure of speech but you know, I like usin' that word
Is it G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R or G-A-N-G-S-T-A?
Say it, Larry, say it like you mean it, gangsta
Say it like you mean it, Larry, gangsta

 

[fox69]

"Gangbangn 101"
(feat. The Game)

"Gangbangn 101"
(feat. The Game)



[Snoop Dogg]
West Coast... it's time to stand up nigga
We gon' unite 'round this motherfucker one time
I'm callin' every real Crip nigga
and every real B-Dogg, to the table right now
Yeah... we gon' push a real line right now
See if y'all with this real gangsta guerrilla shit

Have you ever seen 100,000 Rip riders from the side
Blue Chuck's, blue rags, grey clouds, blue skies
On the move, can't lose, Hill Street blues
Niggaz gotta pay they dues on the crews or with the uzi spray
these suckas then I cruise, my granny saw it on the news
She shook up, look up and then she put me on the move
I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far
Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park
And I got into a squab, got caught and went to jail
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right, Crip right
Eyes open 'cause niggaz get stuck on seez-ight
It ain't no motherfuckin' problem - pop-pop, tick-tock
Never flip-flop, 20 Crippin' til I drop

[Chorus]
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip

[The Game]
Is I, in the motherfuckin' S-5
With the red bandana double knotted 'round the rearview
Niggaz see clear through, they know that it's Game
Cherry red Lowenhart's let 'em know that I bang
So bang, like Snoop in "Deep Cover"
I got the seat reclined, fo-five under the white-T, smothered
Dippin' down Green Leaf, I ain't got no enemies
Been shot five times, now I bleed Hennessy
And bang for my niggaz locked up, they can't stop us
It ain't a gangsta party 'til we go and dig Pac up
I'm Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns on
Hughey P. Lewis with Air Force One's on
I gangbang but I'm the opposite of Tookie Williams
Red Lambo', red bandana print ceilin'
Me and Snoop got the West Coast locked
Red and blue rag tied in a knot
With all my motherfuckin' homies yellin' out

[Chorus]
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip

[The Game]
I ran outta gas in Long Beach, I'm stuck
Ain't no Bloods and all I see is blue Chuck's
Hopped out the '6-trey, nowhere to go
Til' Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steeler '6-4
We "Just Dippin", one Bloodin' one Crippin'
I'm on that Bulls shit, throwback Scott' Pippen
Moral is, my bandana hangin' from the left side
So if you ain't a Crip or a Blood, just throw up Westside

[Snoop Dogg]
(What up Blood?) Yeah cuz, we just tippin'
Me and Game doin' thangs, switchin' lanes, Hurricanes on my feet
Stop, and C-Walk to the beat
Game, take the wheel and turn on 21st Street
Eastside LBC, gun in my hand
It's the turf by the surf but we don't play in the sand
We just - slip and slide out, we Rip and ride out
Let it C known, nigga welcome to the Thunderdome

[Chorus]
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip...

 

[fox69]

"Gangsta Like Me"

"Gangsta Like Me"


Get ready (get ready), back by popular demand (he's back) Snoop Dogg! (yo)

(one, two, check up)

One, two, check up
yeah one, two check up
Teddy with the one, two check up

[verse 1]
Dogg back up in this muthafucka, hoes know how to act up in this muthafucka, they know I make
it crack up in this muthafucka, all blue chucks and my chakkies in this muthafucka, I'm lookin'
for a thick one, he can't brown, she lookin' for the slim one, loves to go down she say she
like the big one, meet her right now do you know i gotta get one? to give me brain like a G,
she loves my hair pressed like the cleaners, and got a friend named Treana, you see her from
behind you think they venised in serina now thats my kinda bitch, take your clothes off damn
baby kinda thick, loves Snoopy blue yeah I'm the type of Crip and niggas abouta dip till she
hit me with this trip.

[chorus]
no i never met another gangsta like you, im not really sure but I think I'd like to give you
my number to my celluar phone, give a cold strike when you take me home
girl, you will never meet a gangsta like me, we can do our thang but you can't be wifey come
on let the Doggy boy give you a bone and at the ends of the night I'll take you home

[verse 2]
I live with my two-step, got two friends we can have group sex, nigga from the 2-1, tall 'n
skinny and always got blue on, say I make cool songs, my nasty video made her do porn, and she
go real far still can't belive that she's talkin' to a real star, popped on me real hard and
threw that back shot on me real hard, royal penis is clean I'm king like the boulevard, Dogg do
his thing got her feelin' like a superstar, wanna share her feelings with her friends, tell her
husband that theres another man, and she say that I made her fall in love, I had to shake her
fast like I wasn't when I was, a pimp from the beach, gator shoes on my feet, got my game from
the streets, never been for a freak, had the nerve to ask for money when i beat it up, I looked
at the bitch like cuz.

[chorus]

[verse 3]
The homie say cuz don't do it to it, you gon' have to always to it to it, she be creepin' to
your hotel, sayin' that she won't tell, knowin' one night won't do it for you, you konw I got
that gangsta, make you wanna tell my momma thank ya, then give me all your paper, every time I
play ya Snoop Dogg playa playa, I'm always with a bad bitch, you can say I got a bad bitch have
it, see a bad bitch is like a fat blunt, I got one but you know I gotta grab it, so lil' momma
what's happenin' let me know if you tryin' to get it crackin' wanna chill when ya down for the
smashin', it's American Gangster mr. Blue Magic.

[chorus 2x]

Trick these a pac stay breazy up in the club blowin' trees with (Snoop) cool lava poppin'
enboddas rockin' T.R. I'm at the base go (blow) I'm in a truck and I ain't stoppin' straight to
my yaught let's get it poppin' cool lava poppin' enboddas rockin' T.R. I'm at the base go
(blow)

you get it?