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Ai Dogg, let me at'cha man
Wuz up
Word is on the
Your beats be delicate
Since Dre did shake the out, man
Delicate,
So that's makes me now?
Man, I give a fuck about no beat

Now let me shake that man
I ya Dogg
It's a cold, cold
It's a cold
For real, hmm

I got more niggas tryin' to get at me than the do sometimes
Niggas be tryin' to get at me I be droppin' funky rhymes
the fuck is goin' on? This rap game is made to make money
You is taking the shit outta hand, actin' way too funny
Doin' too much, what I see it from the get-go
What the goin' on wit you niggas, y'all tryin' to play a low pro
And tryin' ta be hard and tryin' ta be big willies or whatever call it
I it's time for me to act just like an alcoholic
And step to the game, I'm a stumble in I don't know
And if a nigga say somethin' wrong, I'm takin' off from the

I ain't givin' no to try to get me first
'Cos I done been bombed on and I'ma tell you
Man, the worst
Fifth in the world, but I'ma keep my thang
'Cos I'ma keep makin' money and hope is still together
Havin' papers, man, now what y'all doin'?
All y'all broke on the corner, drinkin' drink
be doin' what I'm doin'
But don't get mad and don't be to play-hate
'Cos, uhh, takin' trips around state to

Representin', uhh, y'all wanna represent
But y'all can't represent it 'cos got no dollars, no cents
I'm movin' on, groovin' on and I'm
Makin' more moves than the Cuban
Tryin' ta get G's across the town, tryin' ta make hits
And ta get my game tight and get at your bitch
Now if she wants to get with this, she gone holla at a player, do'
she know that Snoop Dogg is got that white Rolls Royce
And she wants to in, bring a friend
everything is like alphabet, come on in

Come on in and bring a friend and you can come on
'Cos when you do, we be sippin' on some Cognac
It's on me, I'm good tonight
I'ma do mines and I'ma keep everything tight
I ain't lettin' nothin' leak if thangs leak, then I'm get caught
And I can't get caught 'cos you how they do it
About that child
Shit, bitches is cold on a nigga who ain't got his game
Gettin' 18-point-5 percent, half life
Shit, I love my boy and all

But I ain't be payin' no bitch, no no, no way Dogg
I'm too on my toes, I'm too tight
I'm guaranteed to get from some shit like dat, ain't that right
'Cos, uhh, when you play in this game you got to be the real
You can't be no fake ass nigga about you wanna be the man
'Cos if you ain't with the game, the ain't gonna be wit you
And I can put that on everything you

One of every five black before the year 2000
Will be or deceased
No justice, no
Yeah, the hurts, we scared to go to church

Look here, but don't cut it, five points
Step back for a second, I'm less than five to this joint
Hmm, if this is the niggas gonna blow up
Like Atlanta at the
Niggas be trippin' but be pimpin'
I don't be trippin' off no nigga at all, no
Just tryin' to get my money, I don't even be trippin' off no
I used to like low-riders but now I like
I put it down wit me and make a hit maker,
I love the Lakers now 'cos now they got Shaq
time to make a million dollars and that's for real

See we gone blow up and show up and throw up but Dogg Pound
Give it to ya ta put it and we'll be 'round to your town
So just sit in your seats and wait we come through
Until we do just keep smokin' and blue
Or you do just stay true to what you do
'Cos we gone keep what the fuck we got to do
Now, follow me now and to the instructions
'Cos the game's gonna get deep now, is tryin' ta creep
Tryin' ta get up on game but don't wanna be down with the PG
All of a sudden wanna dis DP

What we like?
Makin' diss us, that ain't right
I should get upset but stay composed
Chill for a second, at some hos
my drink, smokin' my dank
Countin' my bank, uhh, that shit
Stanky bank is what I got 'cos I'ma it
And nah this no motherfuckin' secret

Yeah, we're in season
Niggas lookin' for a
It's like thanksgiving the feast
Yeah, the truth hurts, we're scared to go to

They got me runnin' from my life, I'm jumpin'
They got on my ass but I'm a Dogg
So I how to alert and get wit dat shit
The dog run up on me, I give him a cold nigga back up off me
He around and bite the police, hmm
Game recognize Snoop Dogg too cold, I'm on my
I slide in the of a garage dippin' with this ho
They run past me, ask me, "Have I seen the suspect?"
"Yeah, he that way", now for the jack