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No Limit Top Dogg

Dolomite Intro
Buck 'Em - (featuring Sticky Fingers)
Trust Me - (featuring Sylk E. Fine/Suga Free)
My Heat Goes Boom
Dolomite
Snoopafella
In Love With A Thug
G Bedtime Stories
Down 4 My N's - (featuring C-Murder/Magic)
Betta Days
Somethin Bout Yo Bidness - (featuring Raphael Saadiq)
B Please - (featuring Xzibit)
Doin' Too Much
Gangsta Ride - (featuring Silkk The Shocker)
Ghetto Symphony - (featuring Mia X/Fiend/C-Murder/Silkk ThemShocker/Mystikal/Goldie Loc)
Party With A D.P.G.
Buss'n Rocks
Just Dippin' - (featuring Dr. Dre/Jewell)
Don't Tell - (featuring Warren G/Mauseburg/Nate Dogg)
20 Minutes - (featuring Goldie Loc)
I Love My Momma

Dolomite Intro

Buck 'Em - (featuring Sticky Fingers)

(Fuck 'em)

[Snoop Dogg]
Damn this shit sound low then motherfucker in my earphones.
Alright, yeah that's it right there nigga.

As soon as the bass hits your dome
Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome
And gets in your system
Shootin off rhymes like a pistol
Fuckin your click off with this blow
This hoe, that hoe make me rich
Snoop Dogg please won't you break that biach
I'm back in the game gettin my dough
And fuck any motherfucker that say it ain't so
Do it to em be young
Cause on the real dogg you the hardest nigga we um
We shakin em off, breakin em off
Shot him in his face and now they takin him off
Here's a shoutout to those with quad out
Fool we should have got out, now you gettin popped out
I'm not out to diss but to get my chips
And smash, pass with cash
And blaze the spliff now pass the fifth
For real nigga did you hear me, ya heard
You ran up and got served, ha ha
Now ain't that a trip (what what)
You need to get up off of that bullshit
C'mon

[Sticky Fingaz]
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Young beast to four green
Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Cock it back ya know me
Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Shit on waisted
Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Don't make a difference
Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it

[Snoop Dogg]
Fuck em, the scene is set (set)
And it's a million bitch niggas bout to straight get wet
I walk em all in the street
Fuck em, I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet
Fuck em, with no remorse nigga cut em down
Love the way we shut em down, shit it ain't funny now
Used to be my buddy pal, nigga wet and bloody now
Nigga where your homies now, half them niggas funny style
Fuck em, it's bout to get shitty now
Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down
Nigga what up now, you act like a bitch
You bound to get fucked you trick ass snitch
Fuck em, boy we on a rampage
Rippin up this damn stage, yeah it's still a G thang
Slammin doors, slappin hoes
Cuz fuck videos, I get a hundred for shows
If you ain't got the papers
I ain't got the time to sit and chat about the motherfucking vapors
Biach, don't even trip
You need to raise up off of that bullshit
C'mon

(Fuck 'em)

Trust Me - (featuring Sylk E. Fine/Suga Free)

[Suga Free]
No, uh-uh excuse me wait baby treat yo' cash
And remind me when we get home to get goin
and crack my whip and pack yo' shit
befo' I 92.3 The Beat yo' ass!
Naw bitch look at me when I talk to you
I checked the bitch and said, "Ah-hah some shit?
No ub-uh, shut up, you gon' do what I tell you to do!"
Now name three motherfuckers you can call.. you cain't
One pimpin that, two pimpin that, three pimpin that
That bitch got off! (Say what my nigga Suga Free, what you say?)
Snoop say what? (Huh?) I said
I'm pimpin that, you pimpin that, she pimpin that
That bitch does all!
Naw, pimpin ain't easy (pimpin ain't easy)
But hoein ain't hard no (hoein ain't hard no)
Baby you gon' have to hoe (hoe hoe hoe)
Or lady I'ma have to go (see ya, see ya!)
Suga Free, bitch that don't stand for some old nice ass nigga
tryin to get some pussy and you tryin to get some of this dick free
I'm live ta be a old-ass pimp with cataracts
Reminscin on regular park trees with the homies
and slappin bitches in Cadillacs

I wish you wouldn't trust me so much
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much!
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! Heyyy

[Sylk E. Fine]
Now check me, I'm in a helluva situation
I got LOVE for the homegirl but it ain't no escapin
Now I've been waitin fo' the chance fo' me to do my thang
Cause when I GO OUT baby, I GO OUT with a bang! (bang bang)
Thursday night, 'bout to hang out at the House of Blues
Fresh attire, new shoes, plus a new, hairdo, WHOO!
I'm mesmerized by the music that they bump in the club
I see my homegirl man (whas' happenin, whas' up?)
lookin like he need some love
And everytime I see him, he been givin me the eye
Cause he my type and I'm his type and plus we love to ride
Imagine that, off we left
Hot sweat hot sex it ain't like we just met (ahh, yeah, yeah)
Why she trust me? Since his girl went on a little trip
I made his sweat drip, he made me strip
It ain't my fault he in a fucked up relationship
That just go to show, you never know who you dealin with
Love over friendship, that's why I live my life trustless, yeah

I wish you wouldn't trust me so much
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much!
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! Heyyy

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm, I spent the night at the homie's house, shit
Slept in his livingroom, on his couch
Nigga high'n a motherfucker burnt out (shit)
Before you know it, god damn, the homie chirped out (damn!)
And he ain't said shit, he just dip in his Seville as he peel
Left me at the pad with his girl, damn, what the deal?
Now baby got a gown on, gettin her clown on
As she slid downstairs, now she takin me down home
Cheatin in the next room in the homeboy's bedroom
Am I wrong? Shit, on and on and on and on
Now what am I to do if you was me and I was you
His baby momma in my face, she shakin poo-poo, what would you do?
Trust is a motherfuckin loco, shit
and so is temptation, and I don't know what I'ma do
Come on through (come on through) so I can cum on you (cum on you)
Shit if the homey knew (if the homey knew) if the homey knew
(if the homey knew)

I wish you wouldn't trust me so much
[Sylk] Hey now
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much!
[Sylk] Can't trust me, whatcha say now?
[Snoop] Mo heezee up in this motherfucker Dogg
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much
[Sylk] Believe!
[Snoop] Trust is a motherfucker
[Sylk] You can't trust, whatcha say now?
[Snoop] Don't trust, no bitch
I wish you wouldn't trust me so much! Heyyy
[Sylk] Whatcha say?
[Snoop] Trust in no bitch-ass niggaz
[Sylk] Whatcha say now? Can't trust

Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Whatcha say now?
Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Whatcha say now?
Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Can't trust, whatcha say now?
Nah-na-na-nah-nah, nah-na-na-nah-nah
[Sylk] Come on yeah..

My Heat Goes Boom

Verse 1:

Another day another dolla for the top dogg with the gold flea colla
Nigga make the whole dogg world wanna holla
The way they do my life and I'm steady tryin' to do more right
so trife your life could disappear
and if you aint careful who you fuckin' wit nigga
Now reappear come here come near so you can hear what I spit
So sick and tired of niggaz standin on that "G" shit
and just because you on starz wit some khakis
and think your rap style can out rap me and now jack me
come here nigga slap yo self
thats probably why yo shit still sittin' on the motherfuckin shelf
and mine sold out ever since it came out
blue carpet roll out, #1 no doubt, mo' clout, down south, mixin' it up
with dem niggaz that don't never hesitate to bust
what you niggaz tappin' on my front door for?
Hmm oh you lookin' for yo hoe? (you heard)
We in the hotel room doin' the zoom
and let me let you know nigga my heat goes boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Verse 2:

I'm back on the scene, chopping green
captain on the team, call me commissioner nigga
so just listen up look like you bored and our boy's bridges
he hangin' wit dem niggaz but dem niggaz straight bitches
left a nigga hangin' at the club when it was scrap time
then a week later gave him a shot on in a rap line
now they in a New York rap time
rapper turned snitch now you livin' on a main line
money's too tight to mention but let me mention
when dem niggaz in da kitchen find out he's snitchin'
they gon' get him and when his homies find out he's snitchin
9 times out of 10 dat nigga gon be bitchin
(you know what) you know what transformin' is switchin'
and oh yeah informin is snitchin
but I aint one to tell you aint heard from me
I'm just an MC tryin to stay super free
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Verse 3:

Look here fool I know this game in and out
and quit tryin to tell me bout dem niggaz down south
don't try slide wit that west side love shit
that dove shit eat a dick bitch
I can can read you from the giddy
I read you I took you to my home and I fed you
and led you upstairs upstairs to a room with 37 niggaz
that was strapped up hatin' waitin' on you nigga you the victim
we don't don't pick 'em we just stick 'em and when once we get 'em we got 'em
we try to rid the streets of creeps and freaks
like you for all y'all snitches and bitches
we gonna do the world a big favor
cuz niggaz like y'all be fuckin' up the gangsta flavor
and oh yeah it aint no west coast thang
cuz niggaz out of town got birds that sing
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
breakdown (echo)
breakdown (echo)
Top Dogg
No Limit
yeah
LBC

Dolomite

Snoopafella

Once upon a time, in the L.B.C.
On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street
There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name
To make it interesting it's me, peep game
I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad
And two step-brothers who treated me bad
I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors
And I was like an errand boy runnin to the stores
My brothers, they used to boast and brag:
"We've got Fubu, and you've got rags!"
And even worse than that, to make me feel low
They gave me a skateboard, while they had low-lows
Girls used to say, "Snoop, you're so cute
But you gets no rap with that to' up khaki suit"
Welllll, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
The princess is having a royal ball
If you can rap, also dress fresh
You might win a date with the sweet princess"
Well I, um, ran home when I heard the newsflash
I bust through the door, straight to my step-dad
I said, "Step-dad, may I?"
And before I could finish, "Hell no!", he replied (Cinderfella!)
My brothers were goin, they were gettin down
Even Pops was goin for a piece of the crown (Cinderfella!)
They flaunted, they haunted, they knew what I wanted
"We can and you can't," is what they taunted (nana-nana-nah-nah)
They all stood there, laughin in my face
And as they walked out they said, "Clean up this place!"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

Well I shrugged, I hissed, they all tried to diss
And I'd get them back if I had one wish
Before I could make my thought a phrase
There appeared a man from a puff of haze
He said, "What's up, Dogg? My name is Herb
I'm your fairy Doggfather, you know it, word!
Now I've came here with the main purpose
Of granting you your fondest wish"
I said, "Herb, my man, just make me fresh
And I'm sure that I can handle, all the rest"
With a snap of his fingers sparks began to shoot
And I was jumpin in my body: a slick silk suit
On my feet was some white tube socks
And a fresh pair of Chucks from the Foot-lock
I showed him my sack, and don't you know
With a snap, the sack became some doe-doe
Once again his hands began to flow
Then he changed my skateboard into a six-fo' (damn!)
He checked me over, passed me the keys
And said, "One more thing before you leave...
You must return before the stroke of twelve
Or you'll turn back into your old self"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

I jumped in the low-low and went on my way
I got to the party 'bout ten, I'd say
It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped (well alright!)
The princess was starin, while holdin a drank
Reflected from her eyes was gold tank
She waved her hands like, "Hello! Hi!"
Then gave another gesture like, "Come here, guy!"
I left the stage, girls came in flocks
The bitch was swingin from the hard knocks
I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock
Gong! First bell before twelve o'clock
No time to waste, I broke out in haste
The princess followed in a futile chase
A quick steady pace is what I kept
Lost one of my Chucks on one of those steps
For the six-fo' I continued my stride
About this time I heard gong five
I was down the block when I heard gong eight
And the princess screamed out, "Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!"

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love

I was almost home when my luck ran out
And there went my suit, my doe sack and clout
My fresh low-low, also went too
And there was no denyin that my night was through
The one All-Star, the freshest thing I sported
Jumped on my board, for home I skateboarded
Made it to my pad, no time at all
Went to my room, or better yet the far wall
Hid the shoe away, still feelin pleased
Then jumped in my cot to catch some Z's
Early the next mornin, when I awoke
I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat
Slid into the front, my family stared at me
Sayin, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be"
They kept askin me if I did my chores
My butt was saved by a knock at the door
"Who is it?", that's what my brothers barked
"The princess," this sweet voice remarked
She said she was lookin for a certain man
Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand
The family ran around with their heads in the air
Bringin her shoes from everywhere
She just shook her head, a nod of relief
And said, "No, that's not the one that I'm lookin' for, Chief"
I ran in the room and got my shoe
And said, "Is this the one you're referring to?"
Well she said, "Yes, and you're so cute
But where's your doe-doe and slick silk suit?"
I put on the shoe, then there came a flash of light
And I was wearin shit, from just last night
Looked out the window, saw the six-fo'
Yelled to my family, "I've GOT to go!"
We drove up the Avenue, the princess and I
And in back of me, I heard my family cry...

(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
And I'm the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
(Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)

In Love With A Thug

[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah, this shit right here sound like a love song
(she was in love)
A gangsta love song, you feel me? Check it out
(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)
(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)

Yeah, gangsta, uh-huh!
Have you ever had a pretty, young saditty
Black female with chips, from the city?
Her momma got ends, and her daddy got ends
And she liked to give me ends when I'm out with my friends
Good girl - why do good girls like bad boys? (I don't know)
When I was a kid, growin up, I never had toys
And I think that she can figure that shit out (why?)
Cause everytime she came to pick a nigga up
Shit, she'd take a nigga out
Roll around town, ask the pound, they know, look
Baby was my thang, nah, she was my low-low
Bought my first Rol-o, and then we took a photo together
Man I hope this thang last forever
We been together six months, and we ain't argued yet
She lovin a nigga, steady buyin me shit
And don't say shit when I dip with my click
And understand, when I'm down and out
may need some help with some chips
Her mother approved of me, but her father he don't
He probably won't, shit Pops ain't no punk
Daddy's little girl be in a gangsta's world
Buyin me houseshoes and khaki blues, California curls
No matter what her father say, baby gon' see me
It's like a jungle sometimes, that makes me Wonder like Stevie
Believe me, when I say that baby was in love with a thug
In love with a thug

Chorus: repeat 2X

(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)
Daddy I'm in love with a gangsta
(she was in love, with a THUG, in love!)
Momma I'm in love with a gangsta

[Snoop Dogg]
Mm.. I'm caught up in the middle and I don't know what to do
I caught eight months in the joint, behind my crew
That I gotta do and I'ma miss you Boo
But I'ma write you every night and call you on the phone too
Whatchu gon' do? "You know I'm gon' stay true
But I'ma go ahead to college like my father want me to"
Well um, off to my cell withcha body on my mind
And I'ma call you back tomorrow round the same time
I'm on the mainline, 9500 for short
On another phoneline, holla'n at my other hoe
This bitch ain't sayin SHIT, cause the bitch ain't SHIT
Old fat golddiggin-ass county check receivin BEOTCH
I bail up in the Day Room and get in a scrap
Niggaz watchin Soul Train and I wouldn't turn it back (man fuck y'all)
Never caught slippin, always on strap
And now I'm back in the hole with no motherfuckin getback
Sit back and contemplate, and think about baby
And hope she don't get caught up in the world that's so crazy
But while I'm up in Wayside, and she off in college
She gettin a little mo' than a schoolgirl knowledge
Cause gangsta-ass niggaz go to school nowadays
I tried to make you wait, but I can't change yo' ways
She fell in love with the local G
And now they both in the penetentiary, she didn't mention me

Chorus 2X

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

Down 4 My N's - (featuring C-Murder/Magic)

Man fuck them niggas, ha ha

Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

[C-Murder]
Bitch I'm down with No Limit, I'll ride for the cause
I'm the nigga on the tank with the big fuckin balls
And if anybody fuck with Snoop Doggy Dogg
I'ma make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit pourin out your hair
Nigga, any fuckin time nigga, any fuckin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you fuck with me it's a must you die
Them niggas might goin run but them niggas can't hide
It's like shootin yourself, it's a - suicide
KLC rock the beat, hittin hard like burt
Niggas in the Nolia know him as Big Hurt
Just like Soulja Slim he'll put you in the dirt
And have your picture on front of a t-shirt
And when I make moves I got a hundred niggas with me
Just incase a nigga out there tryin 'a get me
All my niggas is down to squeeze the trigger
That's why I'm down for my motherfuckin niggas

[Magic]
What you aint heard boi I ride with these niggas
I die with these niggas
Do a drive by with my forty five cause I'm down with these niggas
Snoop Dogg and Bossalinie
Don't shoot now nigga just call me when you need me
Believe me, I never bite the hand that feed me
Just point them niggas out and I'll leave em all on the street bleeding
Bitch you fuckin with a grown man
How I be done waxed you in your house
and then buried you on your own land
See the cops is scared to come and get me
But I don't blame em cause they know I got a bunch of thug niggas with me
Lookin for trouble, starting shit
I'm ridin solo and I'm bustin and gettin rid of your dick
See your boys ain't bout beefing
When you fuckin with niggas that'll definately get you internal sleep
But if you didn't get the fuckin picture
(*Gunshots*) Bitch I'm down for my niggas

C-Murder
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

[Snoop Dogg]
What niggas, them niggas, yeah dawg, you with it
Fuck em, let's get em, do em, I did em
We gettin nutty in this motherfucker (nutty in this motherfucker)
I got my buddy in this motherfucker
leave a nigga bloody in this motherfucker
We in the cutty motherfucker
You done done too much, you got it comin motherfucker
Some of these niggas is "Bitches 2"
And some of these niggas look just like you
Well, where I'm from we like to ride on foes
Do it from the shoulders or do it from the tools
I do my dirt all by my lonely (all by my lonely)
C-Murder and Magic, hell yeah them my motherfuckin homies
Solo shit get thick and call me
And niggas wanna act like they wanna get with Snoop Doggy
Lemme let you niggas know (what's up)
Shit, fuck what you goin through and fuck what you stand for

[C-Murder]
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

Betta Days

Celebrate, grab a drink and put a blunt in the sky
Worldwide, nigga it's 1999
Shit out of control, sign of the times
I ain't had this much fun since '79
I was only eight then, hadn't been to the penn
Just a young nigga on the front of a swing
Playin football up in Powly High
Too young to ride but it's still Eastside
Homocides didn't happen much, niggas wasn't rappin much
It's 99 nigga, shit, I know you strappin up
Hell motherfuckin yeah, nigga wanna see the end
So next year we can do it all again
Same dogg channel, same dogg time
Only the strong will survive in 99
So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion is confusing
Drippin on my memories, twisted off my music
Tryin to make my people do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it
Here's my number baby girl don't you lose it
It's smoky in this motherfucker while we cruising
And Eastside niggas is the shadiest (shadiest)
But them Westside niggas is the craziest (craziest)
Summertime on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shine
Roll with this shit, I'm cold with this shit in my prime
Nigga done time and I never dropped a motherfucking dime
Be smart, fresh start is all you need
First thing first, cuz, stop smoking cess weed
You are what you smoke, nigga stop hating
That's why you broke and that's why we celebrating
But life's so hard on a G, that's what they all say
But somehow someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said Eddie's a fed
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head
And he fuckin with this hoodrat that he met up in dance
Betty gettin mad cause Eddie wanna share
But look at how you livin for a minute then compare
I love confetti, I always stay ready
Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli
I'm ready to do now, who now, you now
Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, booyow
Two down, with just one gun
My nigga, and who said killin wasn't no fun
I sit alone in the zone with a face of stone
Live the life of Al Capone or Don Coroleone
Tragically casulties and fatalities
And all kinds of funny ass niggas coming after me
My grand pappy once sat me on his lap and he said
Sonny get your money 'fore you end up dead
I never really understood what he said
Until my motherfucking dogg took a slug in his head
Cold way nigga gotta learn his lesson
Slow down and go down, shit you know now

Be smart, fresh start is all you need
First things first cuz, stop smokin cess weed
You are what you smoke, my nigga stop hating
That's why you broke and that's why we celebrating
But life's so hard on a G, that's what they all say
But somehow someway, you got to make a better way

(Somehow someway)
You got to make a better way
(You got to make a better way)
You got to make a better way
(You got to make a better way)
You got to make a better way
(You got to make a better way)
You got to make a better way
(Yeah, better days ahead)
Better days ahead
(Better days ahead)
Better days ahead

That's real.
I feel your pain nigga.
I used to be just like you nigga.
Before I got off in this rap shit.
Shit, nigga did anything to get a dollar.
You know, but one thing I never did do.
I ain't never beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for nothing.
I went out and got my own ya feel me?
So from me to you, man to man.
Better days ahead my nigga.
Shit, keep the faith and get your hustle on.
Cause I'm a get mine regardless.
Nigga wether I'm rapping or on the streets.
I gotta have it.

Somethin Bout Yo Bidness - (featuring Raphael Saadiq)

[Snoop Dogg]
You got yo' thang, and I got mine
You see, I can give it to you like all the time
If you, gimme them digits let me holla at you baby
Stop playin games, let's do this damn thang
Cause you the whole thang, with the candles and the ice
and then the champagne, whoot wham bing bing bang bang!
Now, what's love got to do with this?
Cause if you cool with this I'm through with this
Baby is we doin this?

I know when you'll change your mind;
that's when your rent is due (when your rent is due)
and you're many months behind
How's that to treat your friend
with that attitude.. you can leave it all behind

Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan

[Snoop Dogg]
You say that you don't, you say that you won't
I think that you will, cause girl I'm way too real
And every girl need a G, and we see G
I saw you lookin at me, when I was with Warren G
You peepin not speakin and that's freakin me out
It's somethin bout yo bidness baby and it's flippin me out
I really can't understand why it's so easy, for you to tease me
'Fore it's over, you'll be Miss Snoop Deezy

[Raphael Saadiq]
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' be your man
Somethin about yo' business, I really don't understand
But if you keep on teasin me girl, I'm gon' change your plan

B Please - (featuring Xzibit)

[Xzibit]
Yeah.. time to bring yo' ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah (Where you at?)
Snoop double-D, uh, O.G. (West coast, Los Angeles)
What, bringin it live, with Dr. Dre, what?
{*Xzibit makes the "Ghetto Bird" sound*}
Throwin up a BIG-ASS W, coverin up the world right?
YEAHHH! Hah, listen look

You ain't tryin to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground
How dat sound? Xzibit backin down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit
Glass and metal in every direction
Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon
and reason why niggaz with problems keep on steppin
Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back
Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that
for me? It's blasphemy, you fuckin around
with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot
While other rappers gettin "Treated Like a Prostitute"
So check the SoundScan

Chorus One: Snoop Dogg

All I wanna be was a G, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha
Let's get these motherfuckin G's, ha
Nigga you don't wanna fuck with this..

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm.. aww nah, big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heezee bay-bay
You jockin my style, "You so cra-zy"
Dre say, ain't +No Limit+ to this
As long as we drop gangsta shit
Look here bitch, you fine and I dig your style
Come fuck with a nigga, do it +Doggystyle+
I'll be gentle, sentimental
Shit, we fucked in the rental
Lincoln, Continental
Hmm, coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago
(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin man)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(These bitches know what time it is)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me MAN)
I get the pussy everywhere that I go
(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know

Chorus Two: Xzibit

Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees
For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)
You fuckin with some real O.G's
Bitch please
Bitch please, get down on your motherfuckin knees
We came to get the motherfuckin G's
Yeah, you fuckin' with some real O.G's
You dick-tease!

[Snoop Dogg]
Bitch, please! Now what you need to do is
Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (f'real)
Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks
Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc's
A cute lil' bitch with a whole lotta heart
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)
Worth about, two hundred G's and thirty keys
Now check this out Dre, now if I don't move
Then a nigga like me, shit I don't lose
But you know me, Dogg I'm movin
Ain't nuttin to it, but to get to groovin
You been, waitin on a nigga like me (whas' happenin)
to take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy
A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)
That's the devil, they always wanna dance
See we go out with a bang (bang BANG!)
I'm tryin to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)

Outro: Nate Dogg (repeat 4X to fade)

Aiyyo.. aiyyo aiyyo; you don't wanna step to me
Still claimin D.P.G. - til the day I D-I-E

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