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[Kurupt] |
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A xxxxx is a bitch, whether she poor or rich |
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She still gettin a gang of dicks |
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It don't matter what you do or say |
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Cause xxxxx you can't change my feelings no way |
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I been across the whole U.S.A. |
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Same ol' hoes on different days |
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Just ask my big homeboy Snoop de Snoop |
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xxxxx you ain't cute, with all that (woop de woop) |
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I might just rock ya, I ain't afraid to blast |
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I might rock a fella like Dame and dash |
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Grip the heater and slap your ass |
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xxxx it back, automatic clap your ass |
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Now this is how a gangster mash out |
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The homies in the Coupe, me and Snoop in the glass house |
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Bouncin (bouncin) bouncin (swervin) |
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Blaze up a whole ounce and get the ramen with the cotton candy |
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Chorus: Snoop |
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Yeah, and all my niggaz say... ride, ride on |
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Yeah, and all the honies say... ride on |
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Yeah, and all the xxxxxxx say... ride on |
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Yeah, and all the robbers say... ride on (can't get caught up) |
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(repeat 2X except last line) |
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[Snoop Doggy Dogg] |
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I'm out to paper count the paper bump some xxxxxxx and move |
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I take a trip with my click on a three day cruise |
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Spank the corner in the fo', sittin low gettin low |
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now we headed to the sto' in the fo', hoes holler |
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Top dollar with the gold flea collar |
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Dippin in my blue Impala |
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They say Snoop Dogg is a fool, cause he got the bitches |
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and the little homey sellin weed up outta high school |
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I never ever break the law, I just bend it |
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Keep everything splendid, that's how I intend it |
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Class is in session, you might get suspended (shhhh) |
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if you don't shut the xxxx UP and listen for a minute |
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I been in it for life, with two kids and a wife |
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with no tattooes just stress and stripes, so |
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I'ma do what I feel and do what I like |
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but I won't go to sleep without my heater at night (ride on) |
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Chorus |
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[Kurupt] |
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Nigga gimme erything you got, from your hat |
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to your contacts, t-shirt to your socks |
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Dogg Pound affiliate? Hell naw nigga |
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Certified branded Cedar Paul nigga |
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Mashin, grey and, blue all day |
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All night all heated with heaters, mac-11's |
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nine millimeters, whattup Big Nate |
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I got a xxxxx that gobble up dicks like steak |
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She lives upstate, and I don't think |
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near a one of those xxxxxxx is proper, stash the chopper |
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DPology (DPG) but first call Snoop |
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whattup big homey niggaz with the swoop |
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The homey jumps in whips out the four pound |
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When we get there, we shakin all xxxxxxxxxxxx down |
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It's what I had in mind, let's get paid |
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Hit the spot just like a raid one of the homies got a gauge |
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Come on |
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Chorus |
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[Snoop Doggy Dogg] |
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Let me holler at y'all for a minute man |
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I mean this game is gettin real deep |
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We got niggaz that be misrepresentin |
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I mean, xxxxxxxxxxxxx you know thinkin that DPG |
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is a motherfuckin football game or a football team or somethin |
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Niggaz walkin on and xxxx like they free agents |
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and just leavin when they want to |
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Nigga this ain't no game, this is a motherfuckin way of life |
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DPGC, Dogg Pound Gangsta... nigga! |
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The xxxx wrong with these niggaz man? |
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Niggaz be straight tryin to put they little twist down (holla at em) |
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But you know we tryin to stay two steps ahead of the game baby, y'know? |
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Let me holler at y'all for a minute, especially YOU |
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You done stepped in some Dogg Shit, check your shoes |
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Nigga this ain't Hollywood, the House of Blues |
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It's the Dogg House, so regroup your troops |
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and tell em... it's Kurupt and Snoop |
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xxxx your crew it's on I take your Brome |
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It's Don Corleone in the Chronic zone |
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I turn your dubs into nickels, while I'm chillin |
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I melt your rhymes into icicles, while I'm killin |
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Sell em, I tell em, Kurupt, what's up |
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I know you feel like, givin it up |
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We can't stop, won't stop, what foe |
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Cause every other day another nigga tryin to pull a dulo |
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You know, when I was xxxxxx with the hood |
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it was all bad, thought it was all good |
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A nigga had to take a breather |
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now I'm Living Single, like Khadijah, cause they'll squeeze ya |
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xxxx a feeding fish, I put my dick in your bitch |
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and make a wish, ha hah |
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Nigga that's gangsta shit, with the gangsta twist |
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Yeah, Dogg Pound gangsta... |
