Snoop Dogg

[fox69]

"Intrology"
(feat. George Clinton)

"Intrology"
(feat. George Clinton)



[George Clinton]
As I take another choken toke of icky sticky stanky
Stuff a bull, pack a pipe, twist a blunt, roll and light a joint
Lean back and puff slow [echoes]

[Snoop Dogg]
Whenever I'm making a record, I'm getting into my character
And I'm trying to to portray something that I'm feeling so that way the whole world can believe in it

Do anybody know my name!?
[crowd cheers]

What's my name!?
(Snoop Dogg!)
What's my name!?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Hold on, I want y'all to say my name like dis..

(Snoop, Snoop, Snoop, Snooooop)

There are seven wonders in the world, you're about to witness the eighth

[Jay-Z sample:] Nigga ask about me, nigga ask about me!

You don't believe me? Motherfucker say what!?
Aiyyo Cat, roll out the blue carpet cause
Lemme C-walk on these niggas

Blue hat, blue socks, blue shoes, too cool
Blue car, blue house, blue pit, blue pool
Blue grass, blue Coupe, blue b-ball hoop
What kind of phone you on Loc? I'm on the Bluetooth
Talking to my nephew, my nigga Boo, half who?
He make pimping on a bitch look so cool
Old school, old fools, steel on a nigga first
Run up with that punk shit and I fill up a nigga's shirt
Do it to it hurt 'cause it hurt so bad (so bad!)
Snoopy D O dub they can't touch yo' swag (yo' swag!)
Oh mark ass nigga better tuck yo' flag
'Cause when my music out loco, I come to smash yo' ass
Fuck him, fuck her, and fuck all y'all too
(He wants everything to be right) 'Cause I'm... (Snoop Dogg!)
I'm so hood, so true
and every time that you see me cause, I'm oh so blue!
(To get that you have to stay.. on top of your game)
(And learn the most specific lesson...)
That shit is dope right there God...

 

[fox69]

"Issues"

"Issues"


Meech
Bow Wow
Yeah
Dogg House
Oh serious
I heard that
So I didn't know about all that
Yeah
Keep my industry as much as possible
Snoop Dogg
Found out, found out
On all ya'll niggas
Check me out homie

Everywhere I go
I got niggas and bitches on my dick trying to take my shit
Now, I don't really know
But I try to keep my head to the skitta
Slice my piece of hitta
Whatcha hating for?
You better get up, get out and get your own, Nigga
Pick up the phone and holla at your folks
Young locs in the hood, mashing Dogg House
Fuck them other fools
D-O-double G
Kick back, blaze the sack
I catch a muthafucking big, Mack Attack
We blazing up the dogg
It'll hurt you
Nothing but purple in my circle
To the day we die
We don't get money, bitches and high
Dogg House Gangsta Crip
Right back in your muthafucking ass for the R-2-G, bitch
What ya'll wanna do?
Seems like niggas wanna talk all night
What we gonna do?
We ain't gonna say nothing more, we gonna get with ya'll, on side
That's how suppose to see
So all that straggling in the gate trying to get close to me
Ya'll niggas need to stop
Trying to flip the hip hop scrip
I snap and crackling POP
Tell your friends and folks
It's a whole new year and situation and I'm still hating hoes
Will it ever stop?
Look I really don't know but on the up I doubt that, loc
Now what about your hood?
Man, I'm doing mine they're doing there's
So I guess It's all good
And, what about your crew?
Shit, my crew it's +Tha Eastsidaz+
Fool, I thought u knew
Dogg Pound ain't the same?
Yeah, them niggas split up and did they own thang and went made their own gang
Money is thicker than water?
That's fuck up but on the real that's how it is cuz, damn
The world just ain't the same?
And come to find out this niggas crossing out my muthafucking name
So what am I to do?
I put it on mind continue to shine
Everything fine
In G-O-D we trust
That's why ya'll suckers can't "Touch us, Touch us"
Meech u made the beat
And you know when we get together
Shit, we like bread and meat
We coming with the heat
Close your mouth cause Dogg House is definitely turning it out
And what about the cop?
I pay them and the ones I didn't I slaved them, haha
Will it ever stop?
It's like asking "Who is it" before a nigga even knock
The game is here to stay?
And I'm here to change the rules cause I'm a player that loves to play
Did you thank the lord today?
Think I did and on that note young loc, I'm getting dose
Why you tell the truth?
Cause I'm hundred twenty proof from the turf to the roof
Bigg Snoop

 

[fox69]

"It Could Be Easy"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"It Could Be Easy"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



{"1500"}

[Intro:]
Ohhhhhhhh ohhh ohhhhh ohh
It could all be so, it could all be so
It could all be so easy
So, so easy, so easy
Yeah, hey hey hey hey, listen!

[Chorus 1:]
It could be easy, it could be easy
It could be easy...
It could be easy, it could be easy
It could be easy...

[Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah, high school man
Taylor Gang, young Khalifa
I'll show you how to do this shit, uhh

(It could be easy) But you probably won't believe me
That's why I'm smokin, ridin listenin to "DoggyStyle" on CD
They saw me on TV, now they gon' try they hardest to be me
Said she know just who I am and plus my team is undefeated
I'm the man in my city, if you want I got the key
and I could put you on the game or on the ocean by the beach
Everything you see I own, I don't gotta lease
If your bitch outta control better put that hoe on a leash
Umm (it could be easy) if you listen to what I'm tryin to tell ya
Every dime pays but they catch you messin with that high grade
they gon' try and fail ya - call up moms, tell her
you in the hallway, plus your clothes smell kinda familiar
I ain't trippin, I'm twistin up another one
Got a couple problems with my bitches dawg cause pimpin ain't (easy)
I'm rollin up trees, stayin low from police
And don't ask where I been, Dogg I'm goin where the G's be
Haters talk when I leave, they just front when they see
what they want, say they don't but they need me
I'm like a fuckin Game Genie
Young nigga but I make it look easy

[Chorus 2:]
It could be easy
But the smallest little things we make so hard
Make so hard, make so hard
Yeah just like a free throw, life it be so easy
It could be easy
Well then tell me would you really be who you are?
Who you are, who you are
And it's been done before, I think you should know, know, know

[Wiz - over Chorus 2]
Hahahaha, I got class nigga fuck that I'm tired
I'm tired of fuckin around man
I'ma go to fuckin class man
I'll get at y'all niggaz later
This shit easier than it look man
Real shit, I'm gettin money too
Stayin fly, fuckin yo' bitch
What up Dogg?

[Chorus 1 w/ ad libs]

[singer]
It can all be so easy
It could be easy

[Snoop Dogg]
Flyin on a plane plane, dippin to this thang, bang
Never the same gang, she ask me if I gang bang
If Peter Piper pick 'em, then Snoopy Doopy pimp 'em
The track is where I kick 'em, now baby suck a dick up
until you start to hiccup, now look here breezy
It's real hard, but you can make it easy
I am pleasurable, now baby please me
And once I get up in it, I'll make you need me
(It could be easy) Like I love weed leaf
Baby starvin, now she feed me, believe me, you complete me
Protect the spot, and when I'm in school
Lay low, be cool, connect the dots, I do it vagrantly
Truant agencies on my wingtips
I ditched English, for Olde English
40-ounce loc, with some buddha Thai, mix it with some kush slow
With a E.T. high, so, I'ma phone home
Baby on some knick-knack, paddy-whack, give her Doggy bone
We +Home Alone+, now she's suckin on my bone
Macaulay, Phifer, NASCAR driver
Rollin with a real Eastsider
It could be easy

[Chorus 2 + Chorus 1 + Chorus 2 w/ ad libs]

 

[fox69]

"It's D Only Thang"

"It's D Only Thang"


[Chorus:]

Winners, everybody wants to be a winner
Winning is everything uh, nah, winning it’s the only thing

Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game
Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game,
Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game,
Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game,

[Verse 1:]
I can jump out the jet, I can run, I can swim
I am heavy on the case, I stay in first place
Mud on my shoes, taste blood on my face
Out of town, touch down never out of bounds
I train for the gold, I can go twelve rounds
Steal city baby, we are super bowl bound
Recollect a stack while I check a checker flag
All this winning got me grinning
All this losing got you mad

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
No more Chuck T’s on my feet, it’s just Adidas
Man they kept it true to the streets
And like he C, I’m on a 50 game win streak
I can’t be beat, I am the real heat
Real king real rings, that’s what we say
I threw a shirt out and cut out I’m on my way
PGA car under he may play?
It’s what amazing happens in the NBA, eh

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Eo, we don’t take them on the west side
Yeah, I was born to be the best right
Rest and sleep is for the weak
The last shot y’all can go and put it on me
The last swing, the last throw, double U is all a dog know
W-I-N, W-E-S-T OG, Snoop D-O Double G

[Chorus]

Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game
Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game,
Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game,
Winning ain’t everything, winning it’s d only thang
When you’re living life in the game,

No matter what game it is, winning it ain’t everything, it’s the only thang
And make sure you go hard, blood sweat and tears
Shout out to all the winners out there
That’s all I do is win, ya digg? It ain’t easy
Congratulations, winner.

 

[fox69]

"Just Dippin'"
(feat. Dr. Dre, Jewell)

"Just Dippin'"
(feat. Dr. Dre, Jewell)



[Snoop]
Yeah, uhh
Wanna say whattup to all them riders
All them siders, all them gangstas, and all them beotches
Yeah, we keep it gangsta
Yeah, we keep it gangsta

Dippin down Long Beach Boulevard
I only rides with my Doggs, and I don't give a fuck
about none of y'all, I'm ridin til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs

[Dr. Dre]
Dippin down Compton Boulevard
I only rides with my Doggs (say what) I don't give a fuck
about none of y'all (fuck y'all) I'm ridin til the wheels fall off
I only rides with my Doggs

[Snoop]
Beware of the big mash, you knew he wasn't finished witcha ass
He'll stay on it til it's burnt out, looked how it turned out
Nuttin you can do, can't help you out
So fall down, Dr. Dre done fell back into the House (DPG)
with the Pound, bitches keep throwin pussy at us
We don't want it, yea bitch it don't matter
It's all about the money, if you got it, throw THAT up (throw it up)
Hmm, ride along witcha set (Eastsiiide)
And watch us, you motherfuckers can't do that yet
I skirt out, I hit a corner on ya, fuck doin halfway
I do it to the fullest, I'll probably catch bullets on my last day
I hope a prayer come through so I can eat
My shoes lookin like about a buck fifty each (but I ain't trippin)
But I'ma come up, that's on my momma
Now that's on me, cause that's a burden on my momma
And she done suffered, the shit's gettin rougher
And when the goin get tough, the tough get a strap
and low-ridin's on the map
Snoop Dogg's #1 the whole Pound's got snaps (nigga)
Yeahh, tell me, have you seen us?

Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it

[Dr. Dre]
Uhh, actin a fool, nigga done paid his dues
and got my receipt in return, so I recline the leather seats
with a trunk full of beats and, chronic filled leafs to burn
No concern as I make a left turn on the Sharpe (sup nigga?)
Off of Jefferson, feelin awfully naked at the U-turn
Shit, left my gun, that's a no-no
Fuck Ronald Parks, I'm my own po'-po'
Nigga talkin dirty after dark, startin stuff
May have to mark up a nigga FUBU logo
Lettin off like a Ruger promo
And even though I'm about the hoes, I never doubt the dulos
You know the rule goes, where there's a hoe there's a hater
(Fuck them niggaz!) Well there's some hoes over there,
and I concentrate on the haters later (what?)
Give these bitches numbers to the pager
Invite em to the next Dre function as party favors
Who said pimpin's hard labor?

[Snoop]
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!

[Jewell]
Heyyy, ohh yeah, ohh yeah
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
We're always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
Al-always, dippin
Better watch out, cause here we come
We're always, we're dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
In them streets, dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come
Hittin them corners, dippin (dippin)
Better watch out, cause here we come

[Snoop]
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it, naw however you need it, we just dippin!
Bendin corners on gold Daytona's, we heated, so beat it
However you want it

 

[fox69]

"Keep It Real"
(feat. Bad Azz, Kurupt, Mack 10, Techniec & Threat)

"Keep It Real"
(feat. Bad Azz, Kurupt, Mack 10, Techniec & Threat)



[Snoop Dogg:]
And now, our national anthem!
It's going down, West Coast
A toast to the Coast, West Coast!
I got my nigga Mack 10 up in the house from the Westside Connection
My nigga Deadly Threat from the L.A. Zoo
L-B-C Crew, D.P.G, West Coast finest
Here's a toast to the coast!

[Mack 10:]
What have we? - a house full of Cavi, no stress
Well known riders from different sides of the West
Got the hi-zoes licking up, so hard we're sticking up
How could the East Coast win; when the West Coast is clicking up?
So please, no set tripping about Cs and Bs
It's the Westside connected with the D.P.G.s
For the cheese we're jab with the gift of the gab always capping
Mack 10 and Snoop rapping, now how does that happen?
It's all good, fool, so peep game if you could
Snoop be from Long Beach, and I be from Inglewood
So now you despise, cause it came to your surprise
Two well known enemies now becoming allies
In Californ-I-A; we parley the G way
Some wear red and black, and some sport (Blue and Grey!)
But gangsters don't dance, we hang-boogie and bang
So it's the Westside connected with the Dogg Pound Gang

[Snoop Dogg x2:]
We are party people, West Coast gangsters are party people
(Rock the party ya'll) (Rock the party ya'll) (Rock the party ya'll)
We are party people, West Coast gangsters are party people
(Rock the party ya'll) (Rock the party ya'll) (Rock the party ya'll)
Party people, party people; do you wanna get funky?
Get down.. get down.. you know..

[Bad Azz:]
Up jump the boogie, so I've jumped up with it
We smoke weed by the ounce, no hit it
It's a party, Bombay and Bacardi, O.E. and Hennessy
We're all heated just in case; any of my enemies slipped in
Tripped in, you don't wanna own a casket this soon
Get at the bitches, nigga, bump to the boom
The ladies love me cause I love myself
I'm like an age, by no wine in time you'll find;
I'm at the top of the shelf
So when you ready and you're cracking a sip
Strip, trip, slide around your house in your slippers
Bump the rap tunes that's as cold as the Whispers
Fantastic, brand new in this classic
We done mellowed out but you still get your ass kicked
It's Mr. Bad Azz, I rock microphones right
West Coast, East Side, for life!

[Techniec:]
It ain't no need for the fronting black, between me and you
Reality bites, so I'ma keep it real with my crew
I'm dangerous like Michael Dew
My life cycle completes the last stages
I'm more, I'm through, definitely gauges is outrageous
Cause I was born to rock the party
Oh! now you're Mister Smarty because we got the show started!
I'm cold hearted, and won't stop what I'm revealing
Leave it up to the West to have them dancing on the ceiling
And I'm feeling, that Vibe that represents the East
I attack like a pack, to make them burn like grease
So let the nonsense cease, and hold my piece in case
Reel-to-reel come to deal, I have to give them a taste
I serve face to face, rhymes define by Tech
Versatile style done switched up to wreck your whole set

[Snoop Dogg:]
That's real, you know
It's getting kind funky here man, uhh..

[Kurupt:]
Mack 10 is the lick, Dogg Pound is the clique
I can't get enough of this gangster shit
My name ain't +Jeru+ and I ain't out to +Dama-ja+
But when on the mic, emcees, to me, they're all amateurs
See the opponents; disassemble the components
Disassemble the opponents, then disappear in a moment
In a blink's time, I take time in the doorway to crime
With a criminal mind, the raw kind
Microphones used so abusively
You can't fuck with the K-U-R-U-P-T
And in the mixture, painted clearer than a picture of a psycho
I'm suicidal, split shit to cause a twister
And get you twisted, you're fucking with the unlisted
To be specific; niggas ain't being realistic
I ain't impressed, you're about to get your chest test
In the west; where it's about your money and your set

[Threat:]
You East Coast niggas flow like the home grown grow
Zoo got the flavor, every color for the rainbow
Dream, on out far, pass the stars
Your styles ain't doper than ours
Hard to the core, hit it one time, hit it some more
Y'all spit but that West Coast shit is out doors
Wild like Ninety Days in the cage
Cold like the Everglades, and never fades
Me, C to the Z to the T
Beef? Bet' not let me catch you in the streets
Hoo-Bang, cracked in the fast lane
The melody by Deadly, the Dopeman

[Snoop Dogg:]
Yeah yeah yeah, there you have it
It's like magic, it's so tragic
The West Coast, Hoo-Banging, Westside Connection, L.A. Zoo
L-B-C Crew, and you know about the infamous D.P.G.s
We make them freeze to their knees, real Gs
Keep it real though!

 

[fox69]

"Knocc Em Down"

"Knocc Em Down"


[Intro]
Get ready for the next battle.

[Chorus]
I fade Em
Running
I fade Em
I need that
I fade Em (I fade Em)
Running
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
Running homie
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
Running homie
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
I need that
I knock Em down (I knock Em down) [x3]
Running homie
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)

[Verse 1]
Fist like Tekken
Jump kick wood tips on you in a second
Ready for the battle
You can pick the weapons
Got this combo
Here comes the blastin
Smash on you Pronto
From all directions
Lined to fade up
Buttons get to pressing
Get you with the fisticuffs
Homie you my next win
Get you powered up and come back for revenge
When I start checking chin
You won’t last a couple of seconds
Busters gone in a wind
And Doggy does it again
Step in y’all
Rapping Dogg
Tip toe
Reckon this is teeken

[Chorus]
I Fade Em
Running
I fade Em
I need that
I fade Em (I fade Em)
Runnin
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
Running homie
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
Running homie
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
I need that
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
Running homie
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
I knock Em down down down

[Verse 2]
Put down the sticks
Survival of the fitt‘
You bout to get smashed on
Probably get flipped
Probably get kicked
So you probably gonna lose
So you probably bout to quit
Alright then Dogg
Almost kicked your braids off
Shaker #1 and I still remain boss
2 one 1, homie
First round Dre picked
Get your jaw broke
Get laid down quick
We gotta have hands in this fight and turn Em in
Put it on quick, pressed start to go!
Get punched in a lip
When I keep playing then a loosa get tipped
(Hahaha)
Set him on his pocket
See I ain’t here to quit
(Fade Em)
Who wanna go?

[Chorus]
Running
I fade Em
I need that
I fade Em
Running
I knock Em down
Running homie
I knock Em down
Running homie
(What?)
I knock Em down (down, down)
I need that (I need that)
I knock Em down (I knock Em down)
Running homie
I knock Em (I knock Em down)
I knock Em down down down

[Outro]
This one goes out
To the top selector
Snoop D-O-double-G
AKA Snoop Blya
Bob Marley reincarnated
Yamma

Check it
Bloaw
Yeah
Church
Rastafarian
Takin' a second for me to blow your mind
Tekk it
Jack it
Takin' a second for me to blow your mind
Tekk it
Jack it
Takin' a second for me to blow your mind
Tekk it
Jack it
Jack it
Takin' a second for me to blow your mind
Tekk it
Jack it
Jack it

Yeah
Reincarnated
Snoop D-O-double-G
Jia
AKA Snoop Lion

Check it [x18]
Takin' a second for me to blow your mind

 

[fox69]

"Kush Ups"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

"Kush Ups"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)



[Hook - Wiz Khalifa:]
My weed man got the hook up
Rollin' up another pound every time you look up
Big-ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up
So much weight that now I'm doin' kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Lookin' for me, I was at the crib doin' kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Lookin' for me, I was at the crib doin'
(Don't stop!)

[Verse 1 - Snoop Dogg:]
Tae Bo, five, four, three, two, one
Workin' out, chiefin' up, creepin' up, keepin' up
With the Joneses, smoke a zone with my pen pals
In my neighborhood, flavor's good, roll up, put some papers to it
Straight into it, gon' make him do it, that thing can do it fo sho
Get my lift on, while get my spliff on, fo sho
Break bad, stay cool, way cool, roll a doob
Old school, paid my dues, spray these fools, ladies drool
Cause they know what I got
I got a bag of the Saturday pot
And it'll keep you up from Thursday to Saturday night
What do you like?
When you smoke with the Dogg, you had the time of your life
Now light... the fatty, jump in my Cadi
Pull your seat back, yup, I know you need that
Let it flow, set it go, incredible
That ain't gold, layin' low like 10 to 4, on the floor

[Hook - Wiz Khalifa:]
My weed man got the hook up
Rollin' up another pound e'rry time you look up
Big-ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up
So much weight that now I'm doin' kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Lookin' for me, I was at the crib doin' kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Lookin' for me, I was at the crib doin'
(Don't stop!)

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]
Don't even trip
Ain't really gotta use a scale, I could eyeball a zip
So much weight you thinkin', “Why this ain't for sale?”
Weed in my lungs, weed in my nails
She conin' joints, I'm rollin' weed up myself
Don't ever get my weed from off the shelf or my clothes
I heard Polillo 'bout to drop some shit, order those
Pounds, I got more of those, why my eyes sorta low
Not too many when I roll, more arms than Goro though
Boys hatin', I'm just countin' up the money I just made
And what I'm makin' make a nigga make a million dollars later
Smokin' [?], gettin' high pays
I like my eyes glazed
Ain't empty out my ashtray in days
At my house playin' pool in some HUF socks and Joyrich sweats
I roll a joint, you roll another one next
Can't even name a nigga colder than
Ain't pay for game that mean you stole it then
Know it's the bomb when you hold it in

[Hook - Wiz Khalifa:]
My weed man got the hook up
Rollin' up another pound e'rry time you look up
Big-ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up
So much weight that now I'm doin' kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Lookin' for me, I was at the crib doin' kush ups
Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up
Lookin' for me, I was at the crib doin'
(Don't stop!)

 

[fox69]

"La La La"

"La La La"


Den I walk and I talk bout dis one
Den I laugh and go on to dat other one
Hey what you want, you can't getty, getty
And the problem will get real dready, dready

Who feels it knows, and I suppose that you’ll never know
Ohh, you’ll reap what you sow
Can’t plant the corn where the peas want fit grow, nooo

La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah

See them hypocrites they come again
Demma spread dirty lies, them man no me friend
Though, a story like that happened
And the one who spilled on him will have a problem

Hey, who feels it knows, and I suppose them heart made out of stone
Hoo, you’ll reap what you sow but it the one well that you are bound to drop off

Who feels it knows, and I suppose that you’ll never know
Ohh, you’ll reap what you sow
Can’t plant the corn where the peas want fit grow, nooo

La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah

Respect! every time

 

[fox69]

"Late Night"
(feat. Kokane)

"Late Night"
(feat. Kokane)



[Snoop Dogg]

[talking while singing "Late night"]

Yeah, baby, I'm just out here trying to get this money...
I mean it's hard.. hustling late night
You know (late niight)
Some of these suckas out there tryna get what I got
Tryna pull me down (late night)
But you know.. I'm a real playa
Real hustler.. real gangsta
I'm bout getting this money (late night)
I don't give a fuck what time it is..
It can go down all night..

[Tray Deee]
Button up the honcho, grab the brownies and heat
First step, to collect a nigga's bread and meat
The squares asleep
But all the hogs out on the prowl
Blocks get locked down like they off a child
Time to eat up off the streets full of fiends and hypes
Checking cream off ecstasy to the green and white
Dub sacks, the drugs packed up in kilo bricks
Getcha slang on, bang on, and keep yo chips
Baller had this, cause the savage beast did need to floss
So the hard, Bogard, and we squeezed it soft
Late night, the game tight, went up a notch or two
With fake vice, playin nice, steady watching you
Impossible, the clock when you.. ain't overtiming
The vivrant ways for crimes on the grind and start shining
9 to 5 is midnight to sunrising
Occupation gangsta committed to thug life

[Kokane]
On a late night..
That's the time we gone ride
Nigga, it's do or die
Late night
We ain't checking for names
When the hollow points fly
On a late night..
Deeper and deeper
We had to get into some gangsta shit
Late night
Deeper and deeper
They don't know who they fucking wit

[Goldie Loc]
Dead bodies with a funky smell
Throw 'em in the ocean
Jack the fo' up two times
And young nigga, keep coastin'
Turn on the DVD and watch myself on TV
It's killings after killings but they don't know it's me
It's lil' G, now what you think that stand fo?
I'm gangsta on the streets and I keep it Crippin' in the studio
Who else be up late night ready to jack like the whole house?
Gallop in yo shit like the black joust
To make it real simple and quick
If I don't have it, I gots to take yo shit
And it's all about the fast lane, nigga
When you see me on the streets, I got my finger on tha trigga
Never catch who's slippin' when I'm on them 2-wing deez
And when I get my bricks, I flood ya whole city in titties
Please believe, that I'm a lil' crazy motherfucker
Turned out by the Spillman's, Gaithen's, and Ruckas

[Kokane]
On a late night..
That's the time that we gone move a gang away
Late night
They call me Chef Boyardee, pushin' up some cakes
On a late night..
Deeper and deeper
I bang these streets for all so long
Late night
Deeper and deeper
Uh, wit this game that I got, I can't go wrong

[fades out]