«Gin And Juice»
Intro: Dre *man pissing* Heah hah hah! I'm serious nigga one of y'all 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 It's 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 G's (yeah) and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin cause my momma ain't home I got bitches in the living room gettin it on and, they ain't 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 don't love them hoes, yeah! So we gonna smoke a ounce to this G's 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 Seagram's gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't 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 homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch) Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze beeeitch, I'm 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 ain't no joke I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now But it ain't no stoppin, I'm 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, I'm raisin up off the cot Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' And I'll 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]
«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]* *Repeats 'til end with adlibs*
«Bitch Please»
[Xzibit]
Yeah.. time to bring yo' ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah (Where you at?)
Snoop double-D, uh, O.G. (West coast, Los Angeles)
What, bringin it live, with Dr. Dre, what?
{*Xzibit makes the "Ghetto Bird" sound*}
Throwin up a BIG-ASS W, coverin up the world right?
YEAHHH! Hah, listen look
You ain't tryin to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground
How dat sound? Xzibit backin down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit
Glass and 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 with problems keep on steppin
Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back
Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that
for me? It's blasphemy, you fuckin around
with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot
While other rappers gettin "Treated Like a Prostitute"
So check the SoundScan
Chorus One: Snoop Dogg
All I wanna be was a G, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha
Let's get these motherfuckin G's, ha
Nigga you don't wanna fuck with this..
[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm.. aww nah, big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heezee bay-bay
You jockin my style, "You so cra-zy"
Dre say, 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 gentle, sentimental
Shit, we fucked in the rental
Lincoln, Continental
Hmm, coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago
(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin man)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(These bitches know what time it is)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me MAN)
I get the pussy everywhere that I go
(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
Chorus Two: Xzibit
Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees
For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)
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
Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (f'real)
Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks
Oh, you like settin niggaz up and gettin them loc's
A cute lil' bitch with a whole lotta heart
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)
Worth about, two hundred G's and thirty keys
Now check this out Dre, now 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 nuttin to it, but to get to groovin
You been, waitin on a nigga like me (whas' happenin)
to take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy
A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)
That's the devil, they always wanna dance
See we go out with a bang (bang BANG!)
I'm tryin to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)
Outro: Nate Dogg (repeat 4X to fade)
Aiyyo.. aiyyo aiyyo; you don't wanna step to me
Still claimin D.P.G. - til the day I D-I-E
«Snoop Dogg»
S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee D-O-double-giz-ee D-O-double-giz-ee [repeat x2] [Snoop Dogg] Me and my partner, in my impala Poppin' on collars, tossin up dollars A truck on the side of us but who wanna fuck with us Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna smoke with us Doggy Doggfather I do it to you real hard then it gets hot, 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 You've got a girl lay her on her back Snoop Dogg Millionaire, 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 sippin, in the corner With smoke comin' from up under us like we sittin in the sauna Burnin' up the charts, break a bitch off hard 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 nigga 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]
«Doggy Dogg World»
Intro: We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggaz know who I am y'all niggaz tearin up shit But we got somethin old, and somethin new for y'all tongiht Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearin motherfuckers tryin to steal my flow But it ain't no thang cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do' Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havn't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, cuz i'm back (why?) Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now Tell me what's goin on It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes and quit tryin to spit at my motherfuckin hoes Seakin of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and i'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin paws Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize And see where I'm comin from it's still East Side till I die Why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D-O-Double-G-Y Chorus: It's a crazy mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Verse Two: Kurupt Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sippin juice and gin Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin flavor like Life Savors Ain't that somethin, talk shit and I'm dumpin I had your whole fuckin block bumpin Don't sweat, but check the tecnique, I'm unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this Nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through One-two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A fuckin menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and poppin All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin I wanna see some panties droppin I'm comin from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton (All I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows) I'm dishin out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the name's often marked for catchin slugs and I smoke weed for the fuck of it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked but it's manditory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin and movin Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massicre from a verbal assassin Murderin with rhymes packin Tec-9's for some action You really don't know, do you, you fuckin wit a hog You can't do me, I'm goin out looney like O-Dog Chorus Verse Three: Daz Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long) Tell when (till the early morn) It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit (for the) The Dogg Pound clique (to drop the cavvy Dogg shit) Diggity Daz out of the motherfuckin cut once mo' So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick Till I die I'm still screamin that (bitches ain't shit) Now i'm the mack daddy, had he, not known about the city where I'm from, dum diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The D-O-Double-G the P-O-U-N-D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die Chorus
«Beautiful»
(feat. Pharrell, Uncle Charlie Wilson) [Hook 2X's: Pharrell & Uncle Charlie Wilson] Ohhh-ohh-oh-ohhh-ohhh... (Oh-hooo!) Yeahhh, yeahh, yeah, yeahhhh... (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...) [Chorus 2X's] Beautiful, I just want you to know (Oh-hooo!) You're my favorite girl... (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...) I know you gon' lose it, this new Snoop shit Come on baby boo, you gotsta get into it (Oh-hooo!) Don't fool wit the playa with the cool whip Yeah-yeah, you know I'm always on that cool shit Walk to it, do it how you do it Have a glass, lemme put you in the mood and, (Oh-hooo!) Lil' cutie lookin' like a student Long hair, wit'cha big fat booty Back in the days you was a girl I went to school wit Had to tell your moms and sister to cool it (Oh-hooo!) The girl wanna do it, I just might do it Here to walk wit some pimp-pimp clue wit' Mommy don't worry, I won't abuse it Hurry up and finish so we can watch "Clueless" (Oh-hooo!) I laugh at these niggas when they ask who do this But everybody know who girl that you is [Chorus 2X's] [Verse 2] When I see my baby boo, shit, I get foolish Smack a nigga that tries to pursue it (Oh-hooo!) Homeboy, she taken, just move it I asked you nicely, don't make the Dogg lose it We just blow 'dro and keep the flow movin' In a '64, me and baby boo cruisin' (Oh-hooo!) Body rag interior blue, and Have them hydralics squeakin' when we screwin' Now she's yellin', hollerin' out Snoop, and Hootin', hollerin'; hollerin', hootin' (Oh-hooo!) Black and beautiful, you the one I'm choosin' Hair long and black and curly like you're Cuban Keep groovin', that's what we doin' And we gon' be together until your moms move in... (Oh-hooo!) [Pharrell:] Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you... [Chorus & Hook: 2X's] [Bridge 2X's: Pharrell & Uncle Charlie Wilson] ...See I just want you To know that you are really special... Ohh why, oh why, oh why, oh why... [Verse 3] Snoop Dogg Clothing, that's what I'm groomed in You got my pictures on the wall in your room-in (Oh-hooo!) Girls be complainin' you keep me boomin' But girls like that wanna listen to Pat Boone (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...) You's a college girl, but that don't stop you from doin' Come and see the Dogg in a hood near you-in (Oh-hooo!) You don't ask why I roll wit a crew, and Twist up my fingers and wear dark blue-in (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...) On the eastside, that's the crew I choose Nothin' I do is new to you (Oh-hooo!) I smack up the world if they rude to you (Ehh...) 'Cause baby girl you so beautiful... [Chorus 2X's] [Bridge 4X's] [P:] Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you... Oh-hooo! [Repeat 'til fade]
<<Drop It Like It's Hot>>
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$$ Dogg, yeah I had to do that
I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside
But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side
Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much you thought I was a DJ
[scratches] "two!" - "one!" - "yep, three!"
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it
See I specialize in making all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live!
So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle
G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo
[Chorus]
[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
I'm a Bad Boy, wit a lotta ho's
Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$
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!
Cement shoes, now I'm on the move
You're 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..
Fo Shizzle Ma Nizzle