Snoop Dogg – Doggy Dogg World Lyrics
Can we get a motherfuckin moment of silence
For the small chronic break?
A-hah, niggas be brown-nosing these hoes and shit
Taking bitches out to eat, and spending money on these hoes
Know what I'm saying?
I treat a bitch like 7-Up, I never have I never well
I tell a bitch like this:
"Bitch, you without me is like Hal Melvin without Bluenotes
You'll never go platinum!"
Hey Daz, give me a light nigga
[Intro - Snoop Dogg]
It's like everywhere I lizzook
And everywhere I go
I'm hearing somebody trying to steal my flow
But it ain't no thang, cause, see, my homie Coolio
Put me up on the game when I stepped through the door
[Verse 1 - Snoop Dogg]
Some of these fools are so deceptive
Using my styles like a contraceptive
I hope you get burnt
Seems you haven't learnt
It's the knick-knack, patty-whack
I still got the biggest sack!
So put your gun away, run away, cause I'm back
Hit em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up
Now, tell me, what's going on?
It make me wanna holler, cause my dollars come in O-zones
Known for break off, shake off, now take off your
Clothes, and quit trying to spit at my motherfuckin' hoes!
Speaking of hoes, I'll get to the point
You think you got the bomb cause 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 niggas better recognize
And see where I'm coming from: it's still Eastside
Til I die. Why ask why?
As the world keeps spinning to the D-O-double G, Y
[Hook - The Dramatics & Nancy Fletcher]
It's a crazy, mixed-up world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
[Verse 2 - Kurupt]
Well if you give me 10 bitches then I'll fuck all 10
Seen the homie Snoop Doggy sipping juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm for the set-trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packing flavor like Lifesavers
Ain't that something?
They keep talking and I'm dumping
I had the fuckin' whole block bumpin'
Don't sweat, but check the technique. I'm unique like China
You'll never find a bomber rhymer than this nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through
1, 2, 3: you can't see me
I'm a G like that, strapped with hit-hard tactics
A menace, and I'm using em like tennis rackets
It's on again, It's on and popping
All I see is green, so there ain't no stopping
I wanna see some panties dropping
I'm coming from L.A
She used to chill with Dre up in Compton
Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (all night long)
Til when? (Til the early morn')
And it don't stop, and it don't quit
For tha Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavi dough
[Verse 3 - Daz]
Diggity-daz back up in you out of the cut once more
So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip-flop and serve those who ain't up on it
Til I die, I'm still screaming out: "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 hits
The D-O-double G, the P-O-U-N-D
The gangster clique
Now as the Pound break it down with the gangster funk
I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want
Then I blaze up the chronic so I can get high
I promise I smoke chronic til the day that I die
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