Da Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told de Snoop Dogg

Listado de Canciones

1. Snoop World5:20
2. Slow Down4:10

   Letra

   Slow down cause I can't take the heat, slow down (Slow down baby, slow down baby) It's wicked in these streets Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down (Ohhhhhhhhh, slow down) It's wicked in these streets [Snoop:] Life ain't nothing but a big old twist A lot of times when I'm smoking I'm doing that just to reminisce It's funny, on how shit be A lot of money, make y'all wanna come get me But look here, I work hard for all the things I got And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes And talk bad about a nigga, behind closed doors But look here dog, a hoe once told me loc Bite the hand that feeds you, and you'll wind up broke Bitch niggas don't deserve to kick it with rich niggas Nigga we seven figure niggas And we bigger than the biggest hip hop niggas in rap And when we get to spittin' make sure y'all step back You with that? Cause if you ain't clown, We from the D-O double G, we groupie true, and slow down Slow down (slow down now) cause I can't take the heat, slow down (I can't take the heat, I can't take the heat) It's wicked in these streets Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down (Ohhhhhhhhhh, slow down) It's wicked in these streets [Mia X:] Ayyo Snoop (I used to) I used to cook up dope, ride with niggas Know about the hits, hang with killas Take the broads down for the jailhouse visits Keep my bed warm with a cutthroat nigga Have the card parties where the stakes was high Go shopping hit the club and then ??? Never had a day without no drama Half the OG's age, but they call me Mama Had the ganja overstuffed in the hefty bag Orange peels to kill the smell slanging with my dad I never thought about my life I swear y'all, for real Until my best friend Jill got killed and then I Dropped to my knees and called to the Lord Please change my ways cause I'm living too hard And too foul, how I'm gon' raise a child When I'm out here buck wild, damn, I had to slow down Slow down (slow down), cause I can't take the heat, slow down (Slow down baby) It's wicked in these streets (Slow down baby) Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow down (Slow down, slow down) It's wicked in these streets [Mia X:] Yeah, I slow my roll down to a pimp strut And started putting all this game on records for my come up From sun up to sun down, I'm trying to get my money Hata's ain't gon' stop me cause hatas can't run me It's funny when a bitch was livin' foul Every body seemed glad, but now they ????? Cause I'm flossing, boss ballin' guilt free And Feds can't take shit from me, so slow down Snoop: I got niggas shot niggas drop niggas for fun I ????? from these shoulders, I don't need no gun But it's the nineties, and niggas don't bump by the end of the round The clown bound to dump, young chump You don't wanna get caught up in my mix Cause I'm a soldier, blasting at the rollers, bitch We don't neva eva, talk no shit Unless we mack that shit up, nigga you get lit Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas Slow down (slow down), cause I can't take the heat, slow down (I can't take the heat) It's wicked in these streets (It's wicked in the street) Slow down, (I can't take the heat no more) cause I can't take the heat Slow down (I can't take it) it's wicked in these streets Slow down (slow down) cause I can't take the heat (Slow down) Slow down Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas Slow down slow down Slow your roll tuck your heat and watch the hatas
3. Woof!4:22

   Letra

   [Snoop Talking] Hell yeah That was a mothafuckin' trip The way y'all niggaz had the whole world sayin' UH!!!, na, na, na, na This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this shit here Check this out [Chorus:] Let me here ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (come on, everybody say) Everybody, let me hear ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay [Fiend] I run with convicted felons Scream, yellin' Bitch I'ma soldier! Stick in my chrome reciever, and I fins to get it on Influenced by the dolja Blastin' at the rollers Callin' couple of soldiers Fuckin' up with this song bitch Your mom shoulda told ya I ain't nothin' nice Snoop brought the boss I got the spark, lets go on a body high Put it on my life, and my favorite weed pipe Soldiers greed, with ice Watch me budda up in the night Carefull to forever, the one that ?? shot him Bringin' the drama like a punk, but your fucking somebody Whut Lodi Dodi, send a duce up in dey coupe But after a hard eight Snoop and his soldiers gonna make ya say [Chorus:] Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (Jeah, nigga, I can make ya say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, tank doggs, let me hear ya say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (all my real rap niggaz say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at?) [Mystikal] Nigga, all I really wanna do is Get down, on the get down! That mothafucker better sit down We up in this bitch now Got the take to make the hap We gon' make our money right Tired of livin' the stress life Pressure, fuck price Yikes! Know what I like Keep it hype! Betcha I right Put pounds of ice on ya, like white on rice Vise grips on mics Turnin' to fights Burnin' up the limelight Fire! And you ain't gotta strain your eyes to find us Throwin' bad days behind us Ahh damn up in the headlights Bout to let it shine Find your ass in there tip-toeing Your ass is mine We got you waitin' for us on the radio So our albums can drop Snoop, Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop Jump in the game in the walkway With enough money to fuck with Till ya hear that last fuckin' woof We ain't done yet [Chorus] Let me here ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, uh-huh, all my niggaz say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na) Let me hear ya say Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay [Snoop] I come faster than a speedin' bullet Or I can take my time and move it slow Wake up outta my seat and hit this mic and blow like some indo You can call me what you want Just don't call me no punk My name is Snoop D-O-double-G And I'm the godfather of G-Funk I'll put this shit down, like clown, Dogg Pound is my set Nigga set outta line, I shoot them in they mothafuckin' spine And break they necks (nigga, nigga) As I go down, you gon' realize that See when you run up in my face you able to get smacked, jacked, just like that I'ma fool, break the rules, damn, way too cool They call me Snoop D-O-double-G (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Cause I'ma fuckin' fool, I can get silly But I'd rather sit back, relax, new jacks, get smacked, cause I'm tryin' to blaze up a sack (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) To my nigga Mystikal, Fiend, and my big homie Master P Cause thats just the way this shit gon' be Baby, N-O-L-I-M-I-T (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) We gon' make y'all say Woof Until you mothafuckers demand That nigga named Snoop [Chorus] I can make 'em say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (laughing) I can make 'em say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay Let me here ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay Let me hear ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (everybody in the house) Say Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (up top, come on) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (down low) Yeah, yeah, and who side (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay *repeated till end* And not only that And not only that This No Limit baby Ya heard me? Yeah And not only that Shit get crazy in this mothafcuker Ya heard me? Uh!
4. Gin & Juice II3:36
5. Show Me Love3:53
6. Hustle & Ball3:26
7. Don't Let Go3:47
8. Tru Tank Dogs3:55

   Letra

   [Mystikal talking] We been holding back to motherfukin long Nigga fuck the dumb shit It's time to represent nigga It's time to represent nigga It's time to let you niggas know man [Mystikal] I'm the conscious in the toolbox that's coming for the carpenter I'm the mirror and the comb clipping the scissors that come from the barber they think i'm the godfather I'm one of the brand new number 2 pencils out the pencil sharpener I'm the scarlet water out the delta faucet I'm the rhyming I'm the artist I'm vomit in the toilet I'm the comet when it charges I'm the drama in New Orleans I'm the vegetables that grow in the garden All the weeds, dope,coke and alcohol at the parties I'm the M.I.C.H.A.E.L Tyler I'm the loud blackka, blackka, wakka, wakka coming from behind yah I'm the stitches of the shirt that make the polo man trill inside the Timberland I'm the bells on trigger man Who? me that's who I'm the voice in the microphone coming from the booth I'm the ground when you think I'm the file on the shank I'm the pile in the bank I'm the round off the tank [Chorus Mystikal and Snoop] I'm that nigga Mystikal And I'm the Dogg That's that nigga I like to hustle and ball We them niggas Yeah tru tank dogs They them niggas You don't want to fuck wit at all [repeat 1X] Knuckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga If you sleeping I'm sneaking buckle up nigga Knuckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga If you sleeping I'm trippin buckle up nigga [Snoop Dogg] I'm in a club in New Orleans Just got finished eating a batch of chicken wings with some collard greens I'm down south in the house straight turning it out Got bitches in my face and I can slap they mouth With all the shit that they be tweaking Nigga be speaking Game leaking, but I'm streaking Snoop Dogg ain't leaking My game tough and tight See ain't nothing like This G-shit nigga LBC shit nigga I'm feeling I'ma fall of in this club tonight Where my old lady at, I'm trying to find a fight In this motherfucker mad drunk, stupid and shit Ready to take off on this moteherfuckin' trick ass bitch Old pussy ass nigga looking at me strange like he don't know what gang i claim I'ma doggpound gangsta till i fall off the planet God damnit, don't take it for granted biatch [Chorus repeat 2X] Biatch get your ming right mind right, get your mind right repeat [4X] Boot up, or shut up Pussy ass nigga Put your set up,or shut up bitch ass nigga repeat [3X] Where they at ho repeat [6X]
9. Whatcha Gon Do?2:37
10. Still A G Thang4:20

    Letra

    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) [Repeats 'til end with adlibs]
11. 20 Dollars To My Name4:09

    Letra

    Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars shit Check this out [Snoop Dogg] Nigga 20 dollars to my name Deep in this dice game I dust off my knees I fucked off two g's Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glock Why? so I can rob every known dope spot I'm having hard times, grit, and grind Shit I'm tyring to get mine Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontline It's a cold twist the way that shit goes Gotta keep your hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yo And keep a down bitch for when your money run out And get you gun out And shoot'em up till they come out I'm blowing in the wind It feels good my friend Silkk brought the Gin & Juice and my nigga chipped in I'm amongst killers with a dub in my pocket loc A drug dealer at the same time i love to smoke But if I wasn't in this rap game Would a nigga Snoop Dogg have 20 dollars to his name [Chorus Fiend] Now 20 dollars to my name in this game of drugs And the only thing we now is gan bangers and thugs If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat [Fiend] I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what? With this automatic rocket Gotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostage Let'em now this itch of my finger is worser than jock itch Extended glock clips allow me to cop chips Erasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip, stop this Cold blooded killing for ??? this Soda couldn't rock this chop a shelf when i drop this My ??? can't chop this The hunger that I hold Setting here wondering should I take it from his soul See this here with a hole Allowed that silencer to blow And took motherfuckin' lives for less than twenty before [Soulja Slim] Now with this last 20 dollars I might buy me some douja Because that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga sober I seen my nigga nigga from way way back Me and him used to jack and rock a rental cadillac He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm flossin He sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you flossin And I'm bossin, and tossin'em up at the same time So if you thinking about with me it'll be your death in ??? And why put your life in danger over 20 dollars, that's all I got And my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it ain't worth being shot [Chorus] [Silkk the Shocker] Now look, I'm fresh up out of jail it feels goo to be on the outside I had 120 dollars, but i spent a 100 on my ride Now the only thing I got left is 20 dollars to my name Nigga want front me some motherfuckin' caine I told him weed charge it 2 the game Nigga now now I gotta be on some murder one shit Some slum shit Some out the projects dumb shit some weed and blunt shit Some I don't give a fuck shit, where it from shit Some penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun shit Now I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get more So I tell nigga hit the floor I'm about to pull a motherfuckin' kick door Now whether it's rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting Y'all call me down??? do get scared I ain't flipped till my guns smoking It be a hustle just to eat And it be hard on these streets Gotta get my hustle on Got 20 dollars y'all now that shit don't last long picture this
12. D.O.G.'s Get Lonely 23:15
13. Ain't Nut'in Personal3:37
14. DP Gangsta4:53

    Letra

    [Eddie Talking] This is a service public announcement going out to all the paper haters Now sure sure sure your broke sure sure sure your having problems Food stamps didn't come on time and the lights have been cut off But look here [Snoop] Here's a little something about a nigga like me I never should have been let out the penitentiary Snoop Dogg would like to say That I'm a crazy motherfucker when I'm playing with my AK Since I was a youth I smoked weed out Now I'm that motherfucker y'all read about Smoking you and your crew, taking a life or two You dont like how I'm living well fuck you This is my gang nigga No Limit My nigga C will fuck you up in a minute With the pow pow bang bang and your dead And then we stamp that tank on your forehead Everywhere we go they say "DAMN" Them gangstas they be fucking up the program And then you realize we dont care We dont just say no we to busy saying yeah About drinking straight out the ???? bottle Do I look like a motherfucking role model To a kid looking up to me Shit life aint nothing but weed and money Shit I'm that type of nigga that's quick to blast Fuck with me or C and I'll put my foot in your ass I dont give a fuck cause I keep selling Yo what the fuck are the yelling [Chorus x2] Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the yelling Niggas living rowdy and stay bout it bout it Gangsta Gangsta Thats what the selling Bitches want to buy it cause they love that straight G shit [Snoop] Homies all standing around just hanging Some dope dealing some gang banging We decide to roll a week deep Seen a nigga on Dayton so we creep Real slow, in you before you know I had my double pointing at his window He got scared and hit the gas Right then I knew I had to smoke his ass He kept rolling I jumped in the bucket We couldn't catch him so I said fuck it Then we headed right back to ???? Sweating all the bitches in the dazzy dukes We couldn't no play from the ladies With seven niggas in a Nav is you crazy She was scared and it was showing So we all said "FUCK YOU BITCH" and kept rolling To the hood now we was 'fen to Find something else to get into Like some pussy or in fact Getting rowdy, shit but we caught the rat pack On a nigga cold nutting it off Snoop Dogg gets ignorant when I'm fucking with my tank dogs I might stumble and still wont lose Now I'm draped in my gangsta blue's Cause I'm the type of nigga who's quick to blast Fuck with me or C and I'll blast your ass See I dont give a fuck cause I keep bailing Yo what the fuck are they yelling [Chorus x1] [Snoop Talking] Hol hold on Craig B cut that shit man Man fuck that we need some gangsta in this motherfucker some other that south shit know what I'm saying Some of that shit from the thiz-ird ya heard me [Snoop] Here's another gangsta down to ride A T-shirt and Levi's is his only disguise He represents the tank but yet hard to hit Snoop Dogg and C-Murder with this gangsta shit [C-Murder] Well I'm C-Murder the one he talking about Nigga tried to play me close and got punched in the mouth Fed's tried to get me you know they some haters I said "See you later" jumped in the Navigator With the $50's in the back with the navy blue top TRU niggas on the scene with the triple beam Cause I'm the C fool I slang and Snoop bang And I'll smoke a motherfucker like it aint no thing To all my bitches, I know your jocking my crew [Girls] We want to fuck you C [C-Murder] I want to fuck you too You see No Limit niggas dont take no shit So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking with Cause I'm the type of nigga that's quick to blast If you fuck with me, I'm a smoke your ass I dont give a fuck cause No Limit stay selling Yo what the fuck are they yelling [Chorus x1] [Eddie Talking] If you'd of just stay down and been a motherfuckers real partner you wouldn't have had tat problem But seeing as you want to jump ship and you thought the ship would sink a motherfucker without turning into a submarine, went under water came back up with a periscope looking at your bitch ass Now you have no paper, and now you on a paper caper Now you coming up to my face and your saying "Hey can I hangout" I say no cause you aint got no clout bitch get out Now I'm tired of all you silly as motherfucking paper chasing hoes Uhh this has been a public service announcement from No Limit Records In the Doggy Dogg world
15. Game Of Life3:52

    Letra

    [Snoop:] GAME that's my thang and it ain't no rules when you in this game [3X's] Gunblast [gunshots] echo fast and all I seen was loose cash I hit the flo' & when they go I make sure I grab all the dough The Scene: Long Beach yeah '86 Where: The liquor store nigga on some devilish shit I went in to grab a drink but I came out a felon my homeboy got away but shit I wasn't tellin' So I fell in a trap with no getback they threw away the key and now I'm a OG In the County jail rappin & bangin' at the same time and since I don't smoke cigarettes loc shit I gotta slang mine And I ain't tryin' to get on swole so I ain't fuckin' with the iron I got bitches bringin' me money & ain't a godamn thing funny My homeboy Devil from the HCG and Young Side Trey R.I.P from the ETG (Eight-Trey) and oh yeah Baby Ken Dawg from the Westside Four-O's got love for Short and my homeboy J-Ball from the Seven four ? from that gang and the homeboy Tracy D from the big bad ass ese gang them straight killas & they know I got game & that's real from a trio nigga havin' green Get yo' hustle on nigga 'fore you end up dead It's too much paper to get Can ya dig it? Later on this evening I got a lick nigga is you down wit' it? Shit... GAME that's my thang and it ain't no rules when you in this game [Steady Mobb'n] There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball watch them hatas and pretendas and all the shit they do cause nowadays some of these niggas be bitches too Keep the business professional get ya heat at all times keep them snitches on the sideline cause you know pressure burst the pipeline Keep ya eyes on ya enemies watch those close to ya See them outside niggas can't touch ya it be the ones inside that do ya Smilin' in ya face but want to take yo' place fuck around and be playa let's make a deal with the D.A. Don't be ridin' with no niggas who ain't sure if he gon' get down cause it only take a split second to get ya buck buck and lay down Hesitation'll buy ya fate get that ass all caught up ya little homey might be cool if them other two priors ain't brought up Remember took time to kill smash and don't give a fuck Be a hog about ya papers straight hungry for that der come up Respect the game feel what the soldier talkin' about If you got to be in that game stack ya change and get the fuck out! [Snoop] GAME that's my thang and it ain't no rules when you in this game [3x] [Steady Mobb'n] Game recognize game ?? kickin' back smokin' Mary Jane I'm gettin' high in the game my little homey popped him with the cane Some niggas only in it for the fame Niggas ain't ready for the game if you ain't down then get the fuck out the game or represent yo' thang Ghosttown LB SB Brookfield 76 Folktown & the 90's Twomp twomp put yo' guns up when the tank dogg roll up who got the weed nigga hold up I'm the King of Oakland nigga raise up I ain't givin' a fuck I'm still ?hugged? cause my down South niggas show me love and the muthafuckin' gifts dancin' in the club That's game [Snoop] GAME that's my thang and it ain't no rules when you in this game [Talking] Steady Mobbin', D O double G, ain't No Limit to that shit Nigga Carlos on the beat Beats By The Pound 'Bout 3:34 in the morning don't even matter We puffin' all night, straight game, game. I got all my game from my momma yeah a nigga didn't gave me none of this shit that's real. Wanna say what up to my momma, for givin' me all this game...
16. See Ya When I Get There3:20

    Letra

    [C-Murder] For all them young niggas that didn't quite make it to another year To all my thugs in the grave This one is for my homies and my thug niggas A bunch of used to be paranoid drug dealers A bout 'it motherfucker standing on the block Ain't no limit to his heart, cause his veins is non-stop And constantly a nigga catching them cases With them death situations A nigga blast with no hesitation Mama I wanna now where my daddy at My only memory is a picture with a chrome gat I wanna do, like them gangsters do I wanna gangster walk I caught a bullet now I'm in some chalk Just another young nigga in a song Mama always told me gangster's don't live long After I'm dead can you still see me Do you really want to be me I'm just another bossaline I represent all them niggas trying to get paid But couldn't be saved Huh, y'all now what I'm talking about [Chorus: C-Murder and Snoop Dogg] To all my thugs in the grave See ya when I get there See ya when I get there [ repeat 4X ] [Mystikal] Ride nigga till I deduct Them things die nigga for fuck Fly. fly nigga Since you absent I'ma tilt the bottle hit the weed and get high for my nigga My partner my nigga My round in my trigger From the little shit I remember you was a down ass nigga I'm mad i missed shit you could have showed me (fuck) Shit still ain't the same even though my mama told me I keep your memories in my endeavors (nigga) Thank you for being my daddy, thank you for what you left us I swear to protect, and the only way to carry on, is carry on My nigga little Mike, my nigga G-Slim, and my cousin Larry gone I ain't trying to question God, but why so young That's why from daylight to night time I got my gun This fucking thing we call life ain't nothing but a phase That's why you better keep your faith,or you're that thug in the grave [Chorus: repeat 4X] [Snoop Dogg] Rest in peace khaki's creased From the east side of Long Beach Pouring out liquor, thinking about my homie Cause I can't understand how it went down We used to clown from town to town Claiming dogg pound Took you on lollapalooza with a nigga L0Dog you my nigga If you don't get no bigger Spanky Loco from the the dub, and Little Man from the I Dear God why them good niggas have to die I can't reminisce too long Cause I'm in a war zone If I sleep, slip, trip I might get blasted on So I'm gone mash on home but on the way I see some of my enemies And they tripping on me Cause I fuck with Master P But I;m heated, so beat it And another 87 case, I really don't need it Proceeded, I ain't gone cry for the homie Shit we gone celebrate Cause we now the homeboy is in a safer and better place [Chorus: repeat 3X]
17. Pay For P...1:43
18. Picture This2:31

    Letra

    Niggas (Niggas), Bitches (Bitches) Uhmm, this is some player shit right here Holler at my home girl on this one, Mia Moma Mia, Have you seen her (seen her) Yah, real G's shit. Tell me Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg) Bitches wanna be her Motherfuckers can't see her Give it up for Moma Mia [Mia X] What chew you want to do nigga, is fine with me Name your game, scandalous sprees, or robberies Moving keys for your needs, from state to state I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way If you fake IM gunna let you know from the top And leave that dick in your mouth, and put them infrared dots On your whole crew, nigga betta ask fo show Gunna let that ass know what's goin' down like Waco This is business, and who the fuck you think is runnin' this Mama, and who's the first to shoot that gun in this Mama, drama, layin' No Limit and when its intended my hands all up in it Now, we can do this like intelligent folk But fuck around, I be that second ward ignorant hoe Hard headed, with the soft behind, niggas real hittin' it So Snoop Dogg for the keepin' it real with a strength [Snoop Dogg] Now picture, Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide, Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch You a fall girl, go get it all girl You in my world, IM gunna make sure you ball girl Do it for me, do it for you, now it's our world (Our world, It's our world, now go on and get it) Now everyone in my click know I don't love no hoes I don't quit bitch rush a boy to get a new set of them MOMO's Cus I attack 'Emm, crack 'Emm and smack 'Emm All on the same note, until that bitch is broke Charge it to the game, man it's a cold game But somebody gotta do it, that's real for shes'a It ain't easy, pimpin' to me is four girls on your team Down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream Cross country track, greyhound buss ride Down to get your muthafuckin' fetti on, you hear me though There ain't no limit to what she does On the really, on to Philly, lemme get a ride on cus Ghetto love, and every thug need a little All I want is the money, motherfuck the middle No backbone is back on to get yah Unless you got a down ass sister to twist her, cant twist yah Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide, Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch
19. Doggz Gonna Get Ya4:59

    Letra

    [Snoop] I'm in Junior High with a C+ grade At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade I to school from my moms apartment I got to tell these niggas everyday don't shit Cause where I'm at if you soft you lost And to stay on course, you got to roll with force My homeboy Dogg is chilling in a Benz In front of his building witht the rest of his friends I give him a pound no I mean I shake his hand He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man I go upstairs, I hug my mother I kiss my sister and I punch my brother I sit down on the bed to watch some t.v. [Gun Shots] Do my ears decieve me No That's the fourth time this week Four young brothers got shot in the street The very next day while I'm off to class My momma go to work cold bustin' her ass My sisters cute but shes got no gear I got three pair of pants and with my brother I share So there in school I made a fool With one and a half pair of pants, you aint cool Cause there's no dollars for nothing else I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf Now everyday I see my momma struggling So now its time I got to do something I look for work I get dissed like a jerk I do odd jobs And come home like a slob So here comes Dogg his gold is shivery He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery I do it once I do it twice And now there's stake with the beans and rice My mothers nervous but she knows the deal My sisters gear now has sex appeal My brothers my partner and were getting paper And three months later the whole hood cought the vapors My family's happy and everything is new Now tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do [Chours] Doggz Gonna Get Ya [x4] [Mac Talking] Ay yo yo Check this out Snoop All these niggas always talking about "They looove this" And niggas got looove for you Or nigga I looove this ride or this chin around my neck nigga You niggas dont know what the fuck love really mean Nigga you cant buy love at no corner store nigga Love aint got no price tag Snoop I want you to kick this shit to them niggas [Snoop] hmm Money is flowing everything is fine I bought my self and Uzi and my brother a nine Business is booming everyhing is cool I pull about a G a week, fuck school A year passed by and I began to grow Not in height but juice and cash flow I kick up my feet to watch some t.v. Cause now I got other people working for me I got a 55" television you know And every once in a while I hear "Just say no" Or the other commercial I love That's when they say this is you brain on drugs I pick up the remote control and just turn Cause with this bullshit I'm not concerned Me and my brother bounced in the Benz We driving around our territory again I pull up at the light like a superstar An automatic weapon cold sprayed my car I hit the accellerater scared as shit I drove one block to find my brother was hit He wasnt dead but the blood was pouring And all I could think about was Warren Later I found it was Dogg and his crew Now tell mw what the fuck am I suppose to do [Chours x8] [Mac Talking] Yeah so now you see what I'm talkin bout nigga You see what that love shit do ya This nigga said he had love nigga and this nigga done shot yo brother So what the fuck you gone do now [Snoop] My brother s out of it but I'm still in it On top of that I'm in it to win it I cant believe that Dogg would dis me That faggot that punk he soft or sissy I driving around with three of my guys The war is on and I'm on the rise We rolled right up to Dogg's favorite hang out What's cracking Dogg and let the bullets stang out Someone shot back so we took cover And all i could about was my brother Dogg jumped up and began to run Bustin shots hopping to hit someone So I just stopped and let off three shot Two hit that nigga and one hit a cop I threw down the gun and began to shout "Ay y'all all lets break out got 'em dip out Now as I left there goes the boys in blue They pointin they guns at my four man crew They shot down one, they shot down two Now tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do [Chours x8] [Snoop Talking] Ya see the moral of the story is this Love is a motherfucka And Doggs is a motherfucka You mix the two up you bound to get some drama Loves gonna get ya Naw nigga Doggz gonna get ya you ever try to play me and thats real Thats real Thats real
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