Blueberry Lyrics
| Song | Blueberry |
| Artist | Snoop Dogg |
| Album | Tha Doggfather |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| INTRO：(PRINCE ITIAL) | |
| Watch it!Watch it! | |
| Daz is coming and there'll be no more waiting | |
| Watch it!Watch it! | |
| Kurupt is coming and there'll be no more waiting | |
| Watch it!Watch it! | |
| Doggystyle is coming and there'll be no more waiting | |
| You might be shooting up close with the Itial ever lose respectin | |
| VERSE 1:(KURUPT) | |
| Now follow me deep in the depths of my mind | |
| Thinkin many plots blossoms how amny times? | |
| I'm sedated my (?conscriptiated?) from beginning | |
| Broke in the bombest weed smoke that will make a nigga choke | |
| To my loccs way down in the Valley deep | |
| To my homies in the Pound from L-ong Beach | |
| To my bulls out in Philly coz all they smoke is phillies | |
| Wit' these silly ass bitches out for a niggas riches | |
| Now really really ever slip or trip | |
| A big shout out to my niggas in ?? | |
| I spits the vocabulary to sinks MCs like ships | |
| With my nocturnal rhymes and editorial clips | |
| I gotta click that'll hit you like a thousand volts | |
| The homies catchin cases,robberies and assaults | |
| It ain't my fault that my shit might hit like that | |
| Listen in,get elevated off the verbal contact | |
| BRIGDE:(DAT NIGGA DAZ) | |
| When a nigga gotta strive for his he can't stop | |
| Gotta get somewhere | |
| When a nigga gotta mash for his he can't stop | |
| Gotta get somewhere | |
| VERSE 2:(DAZ,BAD AZZ,*unknown*) | |
| My mind-state these days make the average nigga afraid | |
| Hurt em in the worst way,put it down for myself | |
| Put em to rest,confess nevertheless | |
| Snatch em a cap and destroy em at my best | |
| For the simple fact that with contact we the block entourage | |
| We drop bombs and we known to calm down the savage beast | |
| And the rest of the jungle,while mistreat | |
| Any MC tryin to fuck with D-A-Z | |
| I represent it to the fullest,it could be a verbal massacre | |
| In '96,with a diff'rent approach I'm shit | |
| I got the flavour and I'm major,bust the ass | |
| Niggas can't stop us and can't fade us | |
| Shady ass niggas can't stand next to ya | |
| When the Tek connects to ya,swift as a cheetah when I'm catchin ya | |
| I bet'cha I won't let ya escape | |
| Face-to-real on point-to-train-to kill beyond the violated area | |
| When the smoke clears the area,rather we toast | |
| So at home I blaze the zag or the bone | |
| Once again another zone is gone | |
| MCs try to step they get lit and blown | |
| At the end the lights go out so before they do | |
| I'm a L-B-C on through,stayin true | |
| Demanding my respect,respect is what I've given | |
| So respect is what I expect,the money got me driven | |
| To the point of no return so the streets I roam | |
| Don't catch chrome to the dome of this flack black | |
| .45 calibre Glock,gat,gun or pistol | |
| Whistle and watch all my homeboys come run | |
| Or hear the click,damn that shit that you get hit with | |
| When we bust I let loose,this is pre-meditated dick-up | |
| To all the busters that jealous and hate it but can't fade it | |
| With the every attempt they fail,oh well | |
| Consequences get suffered,I put pressure on sucker motherfuckers | |
| The bill is crisp,(the deal is )the deal is this- | |
| I gotta plot em on a mash for my chips | |
| Get in my way and get stepped on | |
| I'm stompin,steppin with my projectile weapon | |
| Wuz up (?Jex?)so's eject the hum | |
| When I swarm through,who knew about the real deal I conceal? | |
| But still can you feel the topic of the whole situation is trust | |
| No ho is a must!If I bust | |
| My brain constructs to form knowledge to the max | |
| Defeatin and deletin elevation set backs | |
| We wax tracks and smack up MCs who compose the violence | |
| Bringin drama with no parental guidance | |
| Eyes went deceived,somethin up my sleeve to intrigue | |
| And these MCs will be Gs also D-P-Gs and L-B-Cs | |
| When we do the do to you so go call your crew | |
| And who wants to compete with technique | |
| Conflict will be verbal so watch how you speak | |
| And what you say when I display | |
| Sleepless acts as (?bombin ya?),suffer from insomnia | |
| And I'm a gonna be comin for you | |
| So please be on the lookout for the Doggystyle Crew | |
| (Watch out nigga!) | |
| OUTRO:(SNOOP DOGG) | |
| It's the sucker MC barbecue cookout!Cookout! | |
| Watch out now! | |
| Ha-ha yeah wit'cha bad self.Watch out! |
| INTRO: PRINCE ITIAL | |
| Watch it! Watch it! | |
| Daz is coming and there' ll be no more waiting | |
| Watch it! Watch it! | |
| Kurupt is coming and there' ll be no more waiting | |
| Watch it! Watch it! | |
| Doggystyle is coming and there' ll be no more waiting | |
| You might be shooting up close with the Itial ever lose respectin | |
| VERSE 1: KURUPT | |
| Now follow me deep in the depths of my mind | |
| Thinkin many plots blossoms how amny times? | |
| I' m sedated my ? conscriptiated? from beginning | |
| Broke in the bombest weed smoke that will make a nigga choke | |
| To my loccs way down in the Valley deep | |
| To my homies in the Pound from Long Beach | |
| To my bulls out in Philly coz all they smoke is phillies | |
| Wit' these silly ass bitches out for a niggas riches | |
| Now really really ever slip or trip | |
| A big shout out to my niggas in ?? | |
| I spits the vocabulary to sinks MCs like ships | |
| With my nocturnal rhymes and editorial clips | |
| I gotta click that' ll hit you like a thousand volts | |
| The homies catchin cases, robberies and assaults | |
| It ain' t my fault that my shit might hit like that | |
| Listen in, get elevated off the verbal contact | |
| BRIGDE: DAT NIGGA DAZ | |
| When a nigga gotta strive for his he can' t stop | |
| Gotta get somewhere | |
| When a nigga gotta mash for his he can' t stop | |
| Gotta get somewhere | |
| VERSE 2: DAZ, BAD AZZ, unknown | |
| My mindstate these days make the average nigga afraid | |
| Hurt em in the worst way, put it down for myself | |
| Put em to rest, confess nevertheless | |
| Snatch em a cap and destroy em at my best | |
| For the simple fact that with contact we the block entourage | |
| We drop bombs and we known to calm down the savage beast | |
| And the rest of the jungle, while mistreat | |
| Any MC tryin to fuck with DAZ | |
| I represent it to the fullest, it could be a verbal massacre | |
| In ' 96, with a diff' rent approach I' m shit | |
| I got the flavour and I' m major, bust the ass | |
| Niggas can' t stop us and can' t fade us | |
| Shady ass niggas can' t stand next to ya | |
| When the Tek connects to ya, swift as a cheetah when I' m catchin ya | |
| I bet' cha I won' t let ya escape | |
| Facetoreal on pointtotrainto kill beyond the violated area | |
| When the smoke clears the area, rather we toast | |
| So at home I blaze the zag or the bone | |
| Once again another zone is gone | |
| MCs try to step they get lit and blown | |
| At the end the lights go out so before they do | |
| I' m a LBC on through, stayin true | |
| Demanding my respect, respect is what I' ve given | |
| So respect is what I expect, the money got me driven | |
| To the point of no return so the streets I roam | |
| Don' t catch chrome to the dome of this flack black | |
| . 45 calibre Glock, gat, gun or pistol | |
| Whistle and watch all my homeboys come run | |
| Or hear the click, damn that shit that you get hit with | |
| When we bust I let loose, this is premeditated dickup | |
| To all the busters that jealous and hate it but can' t fade it | |
| With the every attempt they fail, oh well | |
| Consequences get suffered, I put pressure on sucker motherfuckers | |
| The bill is crisp, the deal is the deal is this | |
| I gotta plot em on a mash for my chips | |
| Get in my way and get stepped on | |
| I' m stompin, steppin with my projectile weapon | |
| Wuz up ? Jex? so' s eject the hum | |
| When I swarm through, who knew about the real deal I conceal? | |
| But still can you feel the topic of the whole situation is trust | |
| No ho is a must! If I bust | |
| My brain constructs to form knowledge to the max | |
| Defeatin and deletin elevation set backs | |
| We wax tracks and smack up MCs who compose the violence | |
| Bringin drama with no parental guidance | |
| Eyes went deceived, somethin up my sleeve to intrigue | |
| And these MCs will be Gs also DPGs and LBCs | |
| When we do the do to you so go call your crew | |
| And who wants to compete with technique | |
| Conflict will be verbal so watch how you speak | |
| And what you say when I display | |
| Sleepless acts as ? bombin ya?, suffer from insomnia | |
| And I' m a gonna be comin for you | |
| So please be on the lookout for the Doggystyle Crew | |
| Watch out nigga! | |
| OUTRO: SNOOP DOGG | |
| It' s the sucker MC barbecue cookout! Cookout! | |
| Watch out now! | |
| Haha yeah wit' cha bad self. Watch out! |
| INTRO: PRINCE ITIAL | |
| Watch it! Watch it! | |
| Daz is coming and there' ll be no more waiting | |
| Watch it! Watch it! | |
| Kurupt is coming and there' ll be no more waiting | |
| Watch it! Watch it! | |
| Doggystyle is coming and there' ll be no more waiting | |
| You might be shooting up close with the Itial ever lose respectin | |
| VERSE 1: KURUPT | |
| Now follow me deep in the depths of my mind | |
| Thinkin many plots blossoms how amny times? | |
| I' m sedated my ? conscriptiated? from beginning | |
| Broke in the bombest weed smoke that will make a nigga choke | |
| To my loccs way down in the Valley deep | |
| To my homies in the Pound from Long Beach | |
| To my bulls out in Philly coz all they smoke is phillies | |
| Wit' these silly ass bitches out for a niggas riches | |
| Now really really ever slip or trip | |
| A big shout out to my niggas in ?? | |
| I spits the vocabulary to sinks MCs like ships | |
| With my nocturnal rhymes and editorial clips | |
| I gotta click that' ll hit you like a thousand volts | |
| The homies catchin cases, robberies and assaults | |
| It ain' t my fault that my shit might hit like that | |
| Listen in, get elevated off the verbal contact | |
| BRIGDE: DAT NIGGA DAZ | |
| When a nigga gotta strive for his he can' t stop | |
| Gotta get somewhere | |
| When a nigga gotta mash for his he can' t stop | |
| Gotta get somewhere | |
| VERSE 2: DAZ, BAD AZZ, unknown | |
| My mindstate these days make the average nigga afraid | |
| Hurt em in the worst way, put it down for myself | |
| Put em to rest, confess nevertheless | |
| Snatch em a cap and destroy em at my best | |
| For the simple fact that with contact we the block entourage | |
| We drop bombs and we known to calm down the savage beast | |
| And the rest of the jungle, while mistreat | |
| Any MC tryin to fuck with DAZ | |
| I represent it to the fullest, it could be a verbal massacre | |
| In ' 96, with a diff' rent approach I' m shit | |
| I got the flavour and I' m major, bust the ass | |
| Niggas can' t stop us and can' t fade us | |
| Shady ass niggas can' t stand next to ya | |
| When the Tek connects to ya, swift as a cheetah when I' m catchin ya | |
| I bet' cha I won' t let ya escape | |
| Facetoreal on pointtotrainto kill beyond the violated area | |
| When the smoke clears the area, rather we toast | |
| So at home I blaze the zag or the bone | |
| Once again another zone is gone | |
| MCs try to step they get lit and blown | |
| At the end the lights go out so before they do | |
| I' m a LBC on through, stayin true | |
| Demanding my respect, respect is what I' ve given | |
| So respect is what I expect, the money got me driven | |
| To the point of no return so the streets I roam | |
| Don' t catch chrome to the dome of this flack black | |
| . 45 calibre Glock, gat, gun or pistol | |
| Whistle and watch all my homeboys come run | |
| Or hear the click, damn that shit that you get hit with | |
| When we bust I let loose, this is premeditated dickup | |
| To all the busters that jealous and hate it but can' t fade it | |
| With the every attempt they fail, oh well | |
| Consequences get suffered, I put pressure on sucker motherfuckers | |
| The bill is crisp, the deal is the deal is this | |
| I gotta plot em on a mash for my chips | |
| Get in my way and get stepped on | |
| I' m stompin, steppin with my projectile weapon | |
| Wuz up ? Jex? so' s eject the hum | |
| When I swarm through, who knew about the real deal I conceal? | |
| But still can you feel the topic of the whole situation is trust | |
| No ho is a must! If I bust | |
| My brain constructs to form knowledge to the max | |
| Defeatin and deletin elevation set backs | |
| We wax tracks and smack up MCs who compose the violence | |
| Bringin drama with no parental guidance | |
| Eyes went deceived, somethin up my sleeve to intrigue | |
| And these MCs will be Gs also DPGs and LBCs | |
| When we do the do to you so go call your crew | |
| And who wants to compete with technique | |
| Conflict will be verbal so watch how you speak | |
| And what you say when I display | |
| Sleepless acts as ? bombin ya?, suffer from insomnia | |
| And I' m a gonna be comin for you | |
| So please be on the lookout for the Doggystyle Crew | |
| Watch out nigga! | |
| OUTRO: SNOOP DOGG | |
| It' s the sucker MC barbecue cookout! Cookout! | |
| Watch out now! | |
| Haha yeah wit' cha bad self. Watch out! |
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)