[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

Yeah! Straight up nine to five Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening? In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas The burial ground for clowns, open casket Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds Tragic how the mic gets handled Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in With the click got checks that shit And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help The homie style got the strap on deck Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you) Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes Now the paper is made, now don't think twice Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an' Provoke us, survey with the superior focus I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive It's left to ya instict of survival Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind You define it I'm mentally silly and batter It doesn't matter when ya into it Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block Stop let the whole place evacuate Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me Observe I serve those that betray me I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight I ain't never seen a G that would go for that Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back I ain't never seen a game that did multiply We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die And who am I? And who am I? That crazy motherfucker from the DPG Do or die!