Hip Hop & Rap Videos: October 2006

Friday, October 27, 2006

Eminem: Mosh

Lyrics: Mosh
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
Indivisible with liberty and justice for all...
It feels so good to be back..

I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewind
I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind
I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass
If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task
And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft
Slash entrepreneur who has helped launch a few more rap acts
Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mr. kisses ass crack, he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back

[Chorus:]
Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me and I won't steer you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel
We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march
Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors (c'mon)

All the people up top on the side and the middle
Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause don't matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us they can't, we stronger now more than ever
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push, shove, mush, Fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home (c'mon)

[Chorus]

Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone's tryina tell us something,
Maybe this is God just sayin' we're responsible
For this monster, this coward,
That we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddin'
How could we allow something like this without pumping our fists
Now this is our final hour
Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six...
Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch
Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech
Let the president answer a higher anarchy
Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war
Let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil
No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal
If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes its all lies
The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped
And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight you know why,
Cause I told you to fight.

[Chorus]

And as we proceed,
To Mosh through this desert storm,
In these closing statements, if they should argue
Let us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction
That we call our President, for the present
And Mosh for the future of our next generation
To speak and be heard
Mr. President, Mr. Senator
Do you guy's hear us...hear us...[laughing] (Hailie)

Tags: Eminem, Shady, Hip Hop, Rap, Hip Hop Videos

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Snoop Dogg: Dogg Named Snoop

Lyrics: Dogg Named Snoop
[Hook: Tray Deee & Snoop Dogg]
Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop) bow wow, (SNOOP!)
(Named Snoop) (SNOOP!)
Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop), Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop)
(SNOOP!) What, (Named Snoop) (SNOOP!), what
Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop) Motherfucking dogg, damn (Named Snoop)
(SNOOP!) uh huh (Named Snoop) what's up (SNOOP!) what
Motherfucking dogg, damn (Named Snoop) Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop)
(SNOOP!) alright (Named Snoop) (SNOOP!) Motherfucking dogg
(Named Snoop) Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop) (SNOOP!) what's up
(Named Snoop), alright (SNOOP!) yeah
Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop)

[Snoop Dogg]
10-20-71, the day I come out
Two days later, I'm runnin' my mouth
Mom's put a bottle to my grill
I look her in the face and I say chill
So she puts her back up on a pillow, uh huh
Two minutes later I'm bailin' out the hos-pital
On my way to the liquor store
First thing I grab is some skins and a 4-0
Dropped the O-E cause it's just too cold
Get myself some gin instead and then I stroll
But before I get out the door
The man behind the counter says hey, yo, yo
He picks me up and sit me on the seat
And then he get the phone and get to dialin' the police
I'm on the run but I can't walk yet
Can't grapple nothin' said, cause I can't talk yet
First trip in the police car
Cameras all around me as if I was a star
Mom's grabbed me, hugged me, and kissed me
This fool tried to twist me, mom's say she missed me (I missed you)
Re-group it, swoopin' in the coupe and
That's what I'ma name you cause boy you be snoopin'
Soon to be hoopin' hoes I be scoopin'
First piece of ass before I got my first whoopin'
Cookin', bookin', hookin' up with G's
Twenty days later I'm from R-T-C
Doin' it up, rollin', givin' it up
Sellin' candy for a white boy outta light blue truck
And I'm comin' up, that's right, niggas runnin' up
Havin' fun and stuff
You niggas don't want none of us

[Snoop talking]
What's up homie (What's up cuz, where you from)
My name Snoop Dogg (Where you from though)
Eastside, rollin' twenty crip (What)
(Oh) yeah (OK, it's all good cuz) That's what I'm talkin' bout
(Yeah) Ah, you gonna feel me nigga, sooner or later

[Hook]
Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop) that's right (SNOOP!)
(Named Snoop) bow wow (SNOOP!) bow wow
Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop), Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop)
Yeah (SNOOP!) what's up (SNOOP!) what's happenin' bow wow
Motherfucking dogg (Named Snoop) roll, roll with me

[Snoop Dogg]
Roll with me, S-N-double O-P
Mel-man where ya been O.G.
Tell me, the game'll never fail me
Ask J or my lil' homie Shelby
Uh, I cut em' up like Marcus Welby
This is the dopest G, that chu' will ever see
There'll never be, another me
By the grace of God, ya lovin' me
Pause, do it to em' dogg
Now drop a rock em' dogg
Now put a lock em' dogg
Rollin' down the river spinnin' on a log
Jog to the liquor store, grab me a thicker ho
Get me a Michelob, now I wanna Snicker though
Remind me of the old days
When my mama used to bang the O'Jays
Family reunion, ha ha, hey 8-track style
Mel-Man you a fool for this cuz
Cause I'm the motherfucking dogg, named Snoop

Tags: Snoop Dogg, Hip Hop, Rap, Gangsta Rap, G-funk, Hip Hop Videos

Snoop Dogg: What's My Name

Lyrics: What's My Name
[Intro:]

EeeyiyiyiyiyahtheDoggPound'sinthehou-owwse (the bomb)
EeeyiyiyiyiyeahtheDoggPound'sinthehou-oww-owse
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (Dog)

[Verse One:]

From the depths of the sea, back to the block
Snoop Doggy Dogg, Funky, yes but of the Doc
Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same
Long Beach is the spot where I served my cane
Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, but don't lose your grip
Nine-trizzay's the yizzear for me to fuck up shit
So I ain't holdin nuttin back
And motherfucker I got five on the twenty sack
It's like that and as a matter of fact [rat-tat-tat-tat]
Cuz I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back
[Yeah, so peep out the manuscript
You see that it's a must we drop gangsta shit]
What's my motherfuckin name?

[Chorus:]

Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (yeah yeah yeah)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Da-duh-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (Dog)

[Verse Two:]

It's the bow to the wow, creepin and crawlin
Yiggy yes y'allin, Snoop Doggy Dogg in
the motherfuckin house like everyday
Droppin shit with my nigga Mr Dr. Dre
Like I said, niggaz can't FUCK with this
And niggaz can't FUCK with that
shit that I drop cuz ya know it don't stop
Mr. One Eight Seven on a motherfuckin cop
Tic toc never the glock just some nuts and a cock
Robbin motherfuckers then I kill dem blood claats
Then I step through the fog and I creep through the smog
Cuz I'm Snoop Doggy (who?) Doggy (what?) Doggy [Dogg]

[Chorus:]

Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb)
Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyoyoyoyoyoyo

[Verse Three:]

Now just throw your hands in the motherfuckin air
And wave the motherfuckers like ya just don't care
Yeah roll up the dank, and pour the drank
And watch your step (why?) cuz Doggy's on the gank
My bank roll's on swoll
My shit's on hit, legit, now I'm on parole, stroll
with the Dogg Pound right behind me
and up in yo bitch, is where ya might find me
Layin that, playin that G Thang
She want the nigga with the biggest nuts, and guess what?
He is I, and I am him, slim with the tilted brim
What's my motherfuckin name?

[Chorus:]

Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (the bomb)
Snoop Doggy, Do-owww-ohhhh-oggg (Dog)
Da-duh-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (the bomb)
Da-duh-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh! (Dog) (the bomb)
Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb)
Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg
Bowwowwowyippyyoyippyyay, bowwowwowyippyyo (the bomb)
What is, his name? Snoop Dogg, and the Dogg Pound
(Dog) (the bomb)
Ohhh, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg (the bomb)
Yeah yeah (Dog) I know his name
C'mon Snoopy, c'mon Snoopy (the bomb)
And the Dogg Pound
Snoopy Dogg (the bomb) Snoopy Dogg
Snoopy Dogg (Dog)
(Dog, nasty dog, doggy dog)

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Snoop Dogg: My Heat Goes Boom

Lyrics: 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

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Snoop Dogg feat. Pharrell: Let's Get Blown

Lyrics: Let's Get Blown
[Pharrell] Yesssirrr!

[Chorus - Pharrell Williams & Vanessa Marquez]
[V] Can I get my thrills?
[P] You know you want some more girl, so come on
[V] Can I get my thrills?
[P] You know you want some more girl, so come on
Let's get bloooooowwwnnnn.. let's get blooooooowwwnnnn..

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
Looking at the ladies, all of them fly
I don't know which one I want dawg
I can't make up my mind, girl
So won't you make it easy on me?
Take this drink, then hit this weed
Two step wit me, let's slip to the dance floor
On and on and on and on we go
I'll dip you if you want me to
You see I really wanna get a little front wit you, bigidy bump wit you
A nigga wanna hump you and then just comfort you
And then I'll pop the top and lay you on the cot, and get you nice and hot
Yeah yeah, it's all to the real
We could do it like Guy, c'mon girl "Let's Chill"

[Chorus]

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
Now you can fly the friendly skies
With the S-N double O-P D-O double G-Y
Now don't ask why, just keep looking good in the hood
Damn girl, you so fly! We could do what you want to
You say you drink Alize or was is it Malibu? It don't really matter though
You remind me of the time when I had a hoe
She kept telling me Doggy Dogg I gotta go
So I let her get in the wind and co-macked her friend
2 plus 2, it equals 4, this is some shit that could last forever more
I'm trying to put my bid in, naw I'm just kidding
Come on ma get in, and don't ask where we going
Pimping and hoeing, drink pouring and weed blowing, you know it c'mon!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
I've been looking at you, from the corner of my eyes
Checking out your hips, lips, tits and your thighs
I've been wanting to do you, for a mighty long time
You make a pimp wanna sing I - I - I
We'll head to the hills, your dreams I'll fulfill
We could do it how you want, cause I'm oh so real
Tell me you, naw I won't squeal
You wit Da Big Bo$$ Dogg so seal the deal
Pharrell got the Babyface and Dogg got the Whip Appeal, so name the place
This love I bring to you, on the real baby girl
Won't you do me a favor and sing for Snoop

[Chorus]

[Outro - Pharrell & Snoop]
You know you want it!! (if I got it I'ma give it to you)
So come and get it!! (if I got it I'ma give it to you)
If I got it (if I got it I'ma give it to you)
(Then you can get it) Ya know! Hey!!! Oh!!
(End - Vannessa)
Can I get my thrills? .. Can I get my thrills?

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Snoop Dogg: Still A G Thang

Lyrics: Still A G Thang
Yeah yeah yeah I'm fin up in the corner in my
lowrider dogg. Ya heard me?

Top dollar with the gold flea collar
dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG)
[Repeats throughout intro]

(Yeah it's still a G thang)
It's time for all the lowriders out there
yeah all the dippers you like to get ya dip on
hit a switch or two, bang a corna' sittin' on threes
yeah right trip...

It's like 4 & to the 5 & to the 6 & to the 7
I once was told that all doggs go to Heaven
Well how ya been where ya been & what it look like?
My game trump tight especially when it bump like
four DPG's gettin' crazy
& No Limit is the label that pays me!
Ridin' 'round town layin' game down like Goldie
& I remember what my momma showed me
told me game recognize game
& stay true to what ya do & don't be ashamed
I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder
how I keep from goin' under I'm a cold muthafucka
I fall to my knees & thank God before I do my thang
I don't know why, I love to gangbang
See life ain't nuthin' but a twist anyway bitch anyway
you can say what you wanna say
Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean old
Fiend know C know & P know see loc
We make music for the thugs and the bangers
and the bitches. Fuck you R&B singers
She want a nigga with his khackies hangin' real low
in a black rag Sixty-four hmm
Rollin' down the street lookin' way clean
bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green
I'm headed straight to the LB
forget it that's what they tell me
Sell me everythang except some bullshit
and when it's time for the gunfight nigga pull quick
Cause ain't nothin' butter but us
and nigga you'll get wet up for fuckin' with my cheddar
It's cold outside nigga grab ya sweater
and that bad bitch you fuckin' with
nigga she get ya set up
Boy you done put all ya trust in that hoe
didn't ya see what happened to the President niggaro
livin' in a tight house big as the White House
You fucked around & stuck ya dick
in that white bitch mouth
What you talkin' 'bout? Fool I'm dirty like the South
and to be real I feel that's how I'm comin' out
Back on the hoe stroll highway pimp patrol
put ya cuffs on ya girl nigga let her off parole
Man nigga way cold with his game
What's his muthafuckin' name? Who me?
I'm the capital S I don't fuck with stress
N double O-P D-O muthafuckin double G
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you can't
I'm ridin' in a tank I'm blowin' hella dank
So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or smokin' on some doe doe
spread the word and take the fo' door
The Last Don done hooked up with the muthafuckin'
King of the coast with the most here's a toast
and Snoop Dogg is the representer
through the niggas & G's through the LBC's
and the Calio projects Brooklyn to Queens
Chi-town woe now the Dogg Pound in the house
everytime we touch down right next to my hometown
D-town (Detroit) Eastside St. Louie (St Louie)
Spokane get ya money man tic-tock
Little Rock right next to Houston, Texas
home of Rap-A-Lot we like to jack a lot
gimme what ya got let me get that up out ya nigga
I got ya somethin' for the summertime while it's hot
and got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot
and guess what she want the
nigga with the biggest nuts (Who dat?)
A nigga who don't give a fuck
Ya see niggas like me all we see is
money, power moves, and a bitch a week
And last but not least my nigga *B-O-Z*
much love from the N.O. my nigga Feel me?
and my little cousin D-A-Z forever nigga
this DPGC and oh yeah Dr. D-R-E
you know where I'm at nigga holla at me
get at me holla at me nigga holla at a dogg that's real
y'all niggas know what's happenin'
It's still a (DPG) thang
It's still a G thang

Top dollar with the gold flea collar
dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG)

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Snoop Dogg: Snoop Dogg

Lyrics: Snoop Dogg
{Intro]
S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
(repeat x2)

[Snoop talks over Intro]
Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle
My nizzle, what you sizzle?
Fo' schizzle bizzle, ha ha

(Snoop Dogg)
Me and my partner, in my Impala
Poppin our collars, tossin up dollars
A truck on the side of with hoes that wanna follow
Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna swallow
Doggy Doggfather
I do it to you real hard then it gets harder
It's nada - thang on mine, bang on mine
I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time
It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin bimbo
So quit knockin at my window, you nympho
Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up
Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter what you spent on it
As long as you're gettin what you paid for
That's what it's made for, ain't that what you stayed for?

(chorus)
Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac?
Snoop Dogg
Smoke till your eyes get cataracts
Snoop Dogg
Who got a girl layin' her on her back
Snoop Dogg
Who dat makin' that paper stack
Snoop Dogg

(Snoop)
You play me and I'll play you
You pay me and I'll pay you
Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong
This aint your thang, this my song
Move on, we in the club, at the Shark Bar
Valet my keys, and park my car
No snap shots, cuz I might get popped
As I slide by security, givin 'em props
First thing I do, when I get in
Let me take you back to when I first slid in
Grab my gin and, get my woman, put my bib in, no bullshittin
We be sittin', in the corner
With smoke comin' from up under us like we sittin in the sauna
Burnin' up the charts, break a bitch off heart
Little mama don't you start

(chorus)

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
(x2)

(Snoop)
Tick tock, the ice on my watch
Slap me 'cross the face around 2 o'clock
But the party don't stop till we blow up
Now every little bitch wanna show up
Manuev'in to this, groovin to this
Dippin to this, flippin to this, trippin to this
Ain't no skippin to this, trust this
Bust this, it's too hot to touch this
He say, she say, I say no way
Don't need foreplay, ok, obey
Everything that I say
And every day'll be like a holiday
I put you in the front seat of my car
And roll you round town like a superstar
Recline your seat and turn up the beat
Number one with a bullet, rollin down the mothafuckin backstreets

(chorus x2)

(Timbaland making vocal scratches to fade)

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Snoop Dogg: Stoplight

Lyrics: Stoplight
[Intro - Unknown speaker]
How else could you capture the world
if you don't attack from the back
To the million march... hehehehe
(Yo, Snoopa Donna, what??)

[Chorus]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have a paper right
If you come back right then we can boog it [echoes]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have a paper right
If you come back right then we can boog it [echoes]

[Snoop Dogg]
Boggy, boggy, boogy...
I'm goin 65, 75, 80
Mashin down the boulevard downtown movin' like crazy
In the fastlane, I've been shinin
Tryna keep the timin on the track
With the diamond in the back
Move roof wide open, scopin, lockin
The bitches relieve, the hoes keep hopin
They can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in
Four hoes on a black tryna put their bid in
Girl, put it to work, you gon' do the damn thing
Happen, the rest of y'all, eat dirt
I'm rollin' in the "Mackmobile", I'm back for real
One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal
Back wheel-spinnin, number one, I'm winnin
Hoes lookin' inside, and they just to grinnin
Waitin' to choose, while the rest wait to pay y'all dues
Don't trip I keep my hoes in two

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your dial
In your car up inside the four o'clok traffic jam
We gon be takin request right now at 87752-Snoop
Call station namin ya game...
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly here
Man I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight shit
Man that motherfuckin baggin church

[Snoop Dogg]
You see them pretty buttons on my stereo? (don't touch 'em)
Don't touch 'em hoe!
You see Snoop Dogg on the floor mac
Pimpin ain't (yeahhh) now sit the fuck back
I'm the man in charge, +Boss+, my backhand is horse
Simple slim, man I'm large
Mashin so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do', and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe after I can slow my flow
My wheels cause a fortune, bitch I'm scorchin
Seen some niggaz who love to talk shit
Reach for my thang and my tough compartment
Dipnap the use it, flashed in my music
Kids in the streets askin' Doggy how I dooze it
First place in the race and don't wanna lose it
Niggas better watch out and bitches better move it

[Interlude 2]
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the moon
as I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums
If you cruisin' up the boulevard in your car
Put it in park and let the dogg spark, yeah baby

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Interlude 3]
Ohhhhhhh, noooooooooo
Tot that track you phone
I am Sam Dussel, DPG Buck
And I hate Stoplight
I always make to the next ?McMany?
I told you right I wouldn't C-Walk
Light me out, hahahaha!

[Snoop Dogg]
Half past late and I'm still rollin
Real hoein, make a nigga pocket still swollin
Still goin, black and white tip-toein'
Flash in my playa's car (why you play so hard?) cuz I'ma Don
Sippin Moet, smokin Chron'
Doggy wanna see that dress my locks are on
Pimpin black-red, who let bag to blunt
Can't tell the sunset from the crack of dawn
Half tank of gas
Rollin' down the window, reach out to extinct that ass
Get hot, turn down the heat, burn down the street
My hoes love to earn my keep
It's only five miles left, so I whipped it
Skipped it, lifted it and ovedrive
Straight onto five, pimp nigga on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight

[car crashes]

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Snoop Dogg: Snoop's Upside Your Head

Lyrics: Snoop's Upside Your Head
[Intro:]
I think it's bout' time that we hit these n***as upside
the head with some of that west coast
gangsta' sh......... Ooh.....Wee!!!!!!!!!!

[1st Verse:]
It's a whole 'nother day
I'm back up in ya'
Snoop D-O-Double G
I representa'
Been away for a while but you all know
I'm still doggystylin' on Death Row
Got shit locked down
Sewed up
So If you plan on comin' out nigga hold up.
This a stick up
dick up
They got yo' shit on the shelf, oh mine is too
and guess who they gon' pick up?
Some niggas think they know they shit
But they don't
Some M-A's escape
Some won't
Bumpin' heads with niggas
Where you from?
East Side Long Beach, nigga, 2-1
The homie just got paroled
And he got more stories than the highway patrol
Tellin' me about the money Suge Knight stole
But I'll make that shit late
Cause nigga I get swole
Niggas tryin' to get in, to get out.
Put me up on game tellin' me who gon' jack me
But ever since
I was a puppy
till I was paroled
I never had no other dog pullin' on my chrome.

[Chorus:]
Say Snoop's upside yo' head,
say Snoop's upside yo' head. [4x]

[2nd Verse:]
Niggas in the game be doin' way too much
Akin' tough with this east-west coast stuff.
See Me
I'm all about my money mane
I stay fly and dry
I don't get caught up in the rain
Cuz game recognize game
No matter where you from
We all can get dumb, insane and
turn the party out
without a doubt
Unless
you them niggas who ain't got no clout
LBC and B what?
Uh, my crew
Cuz uh, we out there smokin' on the krazy glue
Upside yo' head like oops
Snoop's
The shit, that you hear them bumpin' in the hoops.
Can't afford it
homeboy
This is finished
I represented
From V-A to Venice
So when it's timid
And cold outside
Rely on the Doggy Dogg
To put the heat in yo' life

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse:]
It takes a whole lot
to be number one
I can't walk down the street
without my gun
I can't trust these niggas fool
It ain't no fun
I'm sittin' up in court
Cuz somebody got dumped
What really counts is how the crowd bounce
Go home and say
Snoop rocked the parte`
Nobody got kilt
It's what got annouced
I guess they got a chance to see Dr. Bombay
But I keep my heat in case niggas get cold
Warm you up with the sheet
Zip you up and roll
Now Doggystyle records is now official
Gettin' money at the Pliz-ate with my initials
Shippin' weapons overseas
I'm makin' G's
What who you make call enemies
But I
See nothing funny about
makin' money
Cuz uh
We all know it don't grow on trees
So I
Gotta' get what I gotta' get when I can
Up homie in the mo'ning wit' the gat van
Burning rubber down to get a new car
So don't get jealous when you see me in the
double R.

[Chorus (3x)]

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Snoop Dogg: G Bedtime Stories

Lyrics: 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

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Snoop Dogg: What's My Name (live)

Snoop Dogg: That's The Shit

Lyrics: That's The Shit
[Chorus 1]
[Women Singing]
Big Snoop Dogg, nigga that's the shit
Cris on ice, nigga that's the shit
Llacs on dubs, nigga that's the shit
[Snoop]
Step into the party just to crack a biatch
[Woman Singing]
For all you players who don't know
Nobody pimp em like a gangsta from the LBC
[Snoop]
Pimpin ain't easy but its a whole lotta fun
East Side, Long Beach, thats where it all begun
[Woman Singing]
Nigga thats the shit

[Verse 1 - Snoop Dogg]
Turn up the bass, hand me my blizzles I don't fuck with cigars
I got my own clothin line, and plus my own line of cars
I got a staple of bitches, and they all play they part
I got a gang of ruthless homies that gt loc'd after dark
Ya get it? (get it?) Get it, got it whatever
Got Snoop Dogg shoes suede, gator or leather
Ohhhhweeeee! and got a way to endeavour
Even if it ain't never I can give the bitch pleasure
My little white bitch Heather
She stunning, sly, slick and oh so clever
Never under pressure
Leave me money on the dresser
Give it to me baby so I can keep us together
Whether is cold, or it might be hot
One things for sure, I be takin alot
Givin alot, and when it comes to music I be makin it hot
Shakin the spot, takin the pot
Bringin it back

[Chorus 2]
[Women Singing]
Big Snoop Dogg, nigga that's the shit
Cris on ice, nigga that's the shit
Llacs on dubs, nigga that's the shit
[Snoop]
Step into the party just to crack a biatch
[Woman Singing]
For all you players that don't know
Nobody pimp em like a gangsta from the LBC
[Snoop]
And for you bitches who don't know
Till we D-I, we keep it P-I
[Woman Singing]
Nigga thats the shit

[Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg]
Do you remember the reign
Before you boy had Joey and gained growin pains
Know this game, I flow this game
I spit it, get it, knit it, thread it and sewed this game
(Say Wha?) They say I came in a shady way
Watch how I play this game
Bossin up, ain't he man
So do it do him Jazzy fizzle
My young nizzle for shizzle we keep it off the hizzle
Do me a favor, and blaze up another bleezie
and tell baby over there to come and please me
She won't believe me
She will for sheezie
Bitch, its the big Snoop D-O-double geezie
Bucket mouth breezie
I got a staple of bitches so take it easy
I'm only fuckin with your imagination
Try to give you a little small conversation
You know what your facin

[Chorus 1]

[Verse 3]
[Snoop Dogg]
Y'all niggas better sit me down now
Welcome back to tippy tales
Snoopy got this shit crackin, these bitches wanna lick me now
Everybody minglin, dime pieces bring em in
I set the trend, fly from gators to trims
(WHY?) You haters begin to fuck around with the boss
You get nailed to the cross fuckin around with the boss
I'm too hard in the paint, might as well choke up the loss
Hey baby grab my longest mink so Snoop Dogg can floss
Toss, free is the cost, I don't pay for a damn thing
I just pop the champaigne, kick off a pimp and campaign
Man, I got the spotlight on me jack
Now I'ma act a damn fool and I ain't never comin back
King Mack-A-Hoe, Sir Break-A-Bitch
Grab my pimp glass and then I take a sip
I look around, pull it out and then I light it up
Take a puff, inhale it, bluff bitch now ya know it

[Pharrell Williams]
I walk with a limp, eat lobster and shrimp
Shine a spotlight down on a pimp
Pull up like a mack, in my Snoop DeVille
and ride on the side, and we's dressed to kill
You see me stoppin girl, get your ass to the side
It ain't enough room to fit ya all in my ride"

[Snoop Dogg]
Dave cut the record down to the bone
And Jazzy Phe got me rockin on the microphone
Now we talkin autographs, cheers and laughs
Champaigne, caviar and bubble baths

[Chorus 1]

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Snoop Dogg feat. B-Real: Vato (live)

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Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Snoop Dogg feat. B-Real: Vato

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Snoop Dogg: Gin & Juice

Lyrics: Gin & Juice
Heah hah hah!
Im serious nigga one of yall niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up
Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker
Steady long, steady long nigga

Verse one: snoop

With so much drama in the l-b-c
Its kinda hard bein snoop d-o-double-g
But i, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
May i, kick a little something for the gs (yeah)
And, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the partys still jumpin
Cause my momma aint home
I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
And, they aint leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we dont love them hoes, yeah!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this

Chorus: repeat 2x

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

Verse two:

Now, that, I got me some seagrams gin
Everybody got they cups, but they aint chipped in
Now this types of shit, happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the d-o-g
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who listens, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to mackin to this bitch named sadie (sadie? )
She used to be the homeboys lady (oh, that bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these n-u-ts, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the dogg pound, feel the breeze
Beeeitch, Im just

Chorus

Verse three:

Later on that day
My homey dr. dre came through with a gang of tanqueray
And a fat ass j, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
Shit, this aint no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah Im fucked up now
But it aint no stoppin, Im still poppin
Dre got some bitches from the city of compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, Im raisin up off the cot
Dont get upset girl, thats just how it goes
I dont love you hoes, Im out the do
And Ill be

Chorus

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]

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Snoop Dogg feat. Xzibit: B-Please

Lyrics: B-Please
Yeah time to bring your ass to the table y'all,
It's X to the Z, Xzibit, yeah, Snoop double G, uh O.G,
(Westcoast, Los Angeles) Uh, bring it live,
Dr. Dre What Throwin' up a big W Coverin' up the world,
Right Yeah, listen, look
You ain't tryin to high box with me,
I'm swing hard liquor goin' down by the second round,
All for the underground Hideout sound,
Xzibit mackin' down for my conflict fuck the nonsense,
Terrorist hit a bomb shit blast with 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 promise keep on steppin',
Xzibit ready to scrap like Mike Tyson with his license back,
9 to 5, minimum wage what type of lights is that,
For me it not for me you fuckin' round with the Sundance Kid
And Butch Cassidy you outta your destiny you don't wanna tango with the X,
Strangle your neck slap like the opposite sex drunk drivin' tryin' to stack my loot,
While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute so check the sound scale.

[Snoop Dogg]

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

Oh no, big Snoop Dogg back up in the heazy baby,
You jockin' my style you so crazy,
Dre said, 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 gentile, sentimental,
Shit we fucked in a rental Lincoln Continental,
Coast to coast L.A. to Chicago,
I get this pussy everywhere that I go,
(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin' man)
X-ing bitches and your click can't say no,
(These bitches know what time it is)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go,
(Yeah, oh, a story bout a nigga like me)
X-ing bitches and your click can't say no,
(I'ma hip these hoes, nigga)

[Xzibit]

Bitch please Get down on your god damn knees,
For this money, chronic, blow that weed,
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
Hand my coat and roll me some dough in,
Different strokes for different folks,
Oh, you like settin' niggas up and gettin' them loc's,
Oh, cute lil' bitch with a whole lot hard,
Shit get thick when the lights get dark,
She said she got some lick for me,
Worked about 200 G's and 30 keys,
Now check this out Dre Snap 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 nothin' to it, but to get the groovin',
You've been waitin' on a nigga like me,
To take your chance and ride with men and beat up the pussy,
A victim off the circumstance,
Pass the devil They always wanna dance,
See we grow up with a bang I'm tryin' to work this cold thing,
And take this whole thing,
I get the money everywhere that I go,
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho',
I get the money everywhere that I go,
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho',

[Nate Dogg] X4

Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo,
You don't wanna step to me,
Still claimin' DPG,
Till the day I D-I-E.

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Snoop Dogg: Ups & Down/Bang Out

Lyrics: Ups & Down/Bang Out
[ad-lib]
Every dog has his day
Another thirty nine inch thick classic (yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah)
Girl, as i sit here thinking to myself
There is no one for you but me, and i mean that
And i think about all the things we've been through
Like arguing and fighting for example
You know the love we have for each other
It tends to out weigh what do to another
Ya know my granddaddy use to always say
Ya know he used to say it like this

[chorus]
There will be, ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe
There will be, ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe
There will be, ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe

[verse]
What up motherfuckers? this snoop dogg
Im trying to figure out how the fuck im gonna do y'all
Hanging with my homie from the turf, thats young q-ball
Giving me the word on the street, heres the scoop y'all
The niggaz from the eastsidaz split up (split up)
And one of 'em tried to fuck yo' shit up (what?)
Naw cuz, dont believe that, thats my nigga for life
Im out with the bullshit, im in with the real shit
Im at the church doing work, spittin game from the pulpit
Now thats the buisness, and god is my witness
L-B-C-2-1-3 hell yeah, we in this
Its so relentless, and all my dogs up against the life sentence
I love y'all, like i love no bitch, and thats real shit
Or some CRIP shit, homie dig this

[chorus]
There will be,ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe
There will be,ups and downs,smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe
There will be,ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe

[verse]
I used to have a lot broads that i don't fool with
I used to have a lot of homeboys i aint cool with
A lot of people that a nigga used to go to school with
Happy as hell to see the big dog doin it
But what none of them would believe though (what?)
That i would be bigger the kurtis blow
I guess he was right, these are the breaks
Despite my mistakes and aches, im gettin' cake
To realize your fate through faith, (through faith)
Cause we all gon' get that day (for what)
To see if our life was straight
And to see if we'll be able to walk through those pearly gates (yeah?)
To see the man upstairs, on some real talk homie
Im tired of being stuck here
If i could i would fly to the moon (zoom)
Y'all probably think im trippin off deeze mushrooms (i know)

[chorus]
There will be, ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe
There will be, ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe
There will be, ups and downs,
Smiles and frowns
Share with me, fairy tales or make believe

[ad-lib]
Now as i think back to the words my grand-daddy used to say
I never seen him in church, but he always had the word
He would always tell me! sometimes you gotta take the good with the bad
You gotta do bad in order to do good

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Snoop Dogg feat. Butch Cassidy, Tha Eastsidaz, Dr. Dre: Lay Low

Lyrics: Lay Low
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick
Talkin shit, he better LAY LOW
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick, she better LAY LOW
For the niggaz who be claimin my hood
and really ain't from my gang, better LAY LOW
I hope he don't be thinkin I'm just talkin
and I won't do a thing, really HOPE SO!

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm, lay low, nobody move until I say so
Limo tint rollin deep like the President
See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (beitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return of the Top Dogg, and ain't no stoppin this
Whatever the case, I ain't tryin to catch it
Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records
Unseen but well heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
from the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y'all say
From the "World's Most Dangerous Group" - N.W.A
Ay, ay

[Butch Cassidy]
Our rise, it was no surprise
I always knew these fools would trip
Hatin, fakin, schemin on mine
and on the down low talkin shit
Best move cause I refuse to lose
no matter which damn road I choose
So lay low cause you might be bruised
Top story on the evening news
I ain't for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
That's what I came fo'

[Goldie Loc - Eastsidaz]
Where that nigga who be talkin shit?
He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits
Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was tryin to take her home
Dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy Brougham
Coulda thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong

[Tray Deee - Eastsidaz]
Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?
The same click he came with and made the game flip
Now niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on

[Master P]
Whassup pimpin? It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin but loot
They call me Jackhammer for all the bread I got
but they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah, cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
It's, No Limit til I D-I-E
C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be

[Chorus]

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Snoop Dogg feat. Charlie Wilson and Justin Timberlake: Signs

Lyrics: Signs
[Chorus - Justin Timberlake (Uncle Charlie Wilson)]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck with me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (OHHH!!!)

[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Ooh wee!!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my colone and the way I roll, you ain't no G!

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
It's legit, you know it's a hit
When The Neptunes and the Doggy Dogg fin to spit
You know he's in - tune with the season
Come here baby, tell me why you leaving?
Tell me if it's weed that you need
If you wanna breathe,I got the best weed minus seeds
Ain't nobody tripping VIP they can't get in
If something go wrong then you know we get to Cripping

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck with me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?

[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Oh ohhh!! yeah!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my colone and the way I roll, you ain't no G!

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
Now you stepping with a G, from Los Angeles
Where the helicopters got cameras, just to get a glimpse of our Chucks
And our Khakis and our bouncer cars
You're with you friend right? (yeah)
She ain't trying to bring over no men right? (no)
Shiiiit, she ain't gotta be in the distance
She can get high all in an instant

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck with me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?

[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Oh ohhh!! yeah!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my colone and the way I roll, you ain't no G!

[Verse - Snoop Dogg (Justin Timberlake)]
Mami, mamasita, have you ever - flown on G5s
From London - to Ibiza. You gotta have Cape Town
You'll have Sunday's with chiquitas
You'll see Venus and Serena, in the Wimbledon Arena
And I can take you (Uncle Charlie, preach!!)

[Bridge - Uncle Charlie Wilson (Justin Timberlake)]
Nigga don't be young and foolish
You don't know what you're doing
You don't know what you've lost until she's gone (gone)
And her pretty face, drove you wild
But you ain't got that Snoop Doggy Dogg Style

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake (Uncle Charlie Wilson)]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (OHHH!!!)

[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Ooh wee!!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my colone and the way I roll (hey!) you ain't no G!
(Ooh wee!!) You ain't no G! (oh oh ohh! .. Ooh wee!!)

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Snoop Dogg feat. Pharrell: Drop It Like It's Hot

Lyrics: Drop It Like It's Hot
[Intro]
Snooooooooooop..
Snooooooooooop..

[Chorus - Snoop Dogg]
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the PIGS try to get at ya
park it like it's hot
park it like it's hot
park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on

[Verse - Pharrell Williams]
Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams
See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams?
Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat
That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat
The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide wrist red
I can excercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead
Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street
Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat
So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit
Trying to ask me shit
When my niggaz fill ya vest they ain't gon pass me shit
You should think about it, take a second
Matter fact, you should take four B
And think before you fuck wit lil skateboard P

[Chorus]

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that
Da Big Bo$$ Dogg, yeah I had to do that
I keep a BLUE flag hanging out my backside
But only on the LEFT side, yeah that's the CRIP side
Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much you thought I was a DJ
[scratches] "two!" - "one!" - "yep, three!"
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it
See I specialize in making all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live! So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle
G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo

[Chorus]

[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
I'm a Bad Boy, wit a lotta hoes
Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$
Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp
On the TV screen and in the magazines
If you play me close, you're on a red beam
Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back?
AK47 now nigga, stop that!
same issues, now I'm on the move
Your family's crying, now you on the news
They can't find you, and now they miss you
Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you
Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you
Then dance to this motherfucking music we Crip to
Subscribe nigga, get yo issue
Baby come close, let me see how you get loose!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Snooooooooooop.
Snooooooooooop..

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