GIVE IT TO EM (feat. Saweetie) - Quavo

Snoop Dogg Miscellaneous Give it 2 'Em Dogg Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin We usin dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by The tray, like gangstas with the heaters Gangbangin is my shit nigga Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger Fuck a bitch, never switches my motto And if you disagree with me watch out for my hollows Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon Ouick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin You wanna roll with the doggs, but you can't You too busy ridin nuts fool, get out the paint Dogg We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, do it to em dogg...) We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, yeah, yeah, bang bang...) 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, ya bound to get dirty Ya herdy, was servin, birdies, for herby and scrappy That nigga lyin dogg go on and slap him That's probably how rumors get started See niggas be yappin off at the mouth And don't be havin their heart in Suckers, that's probably why I stay in the hills And let my pitbulls smash on niggas that feel I owe em somethin, dogg, throw me somethin Nigga throw me somethin, shit I'm doin badder than you And I aint even fakin or frontin So, quit the hatin 'fore I start dumpin I jump in the 8 5 0 and smash on out Meet me and Goldie Loc at the DoggHouse Smoked out, Hennessy and plenty weed Wit mo bitches, 4 bitches, some cole bitches, c'mon bitches We cold vicious, known pimpin, with no simpin Stone crippin, low clippin, 4's drippin Wet from my set, check my rep I'm a vet Ex-felon, never tellin represent it to death Pack my flag, wear khakis with that extra sag Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck And my status been a classic I stay on the set Let it rain, let it drip, turn the change to chips Never nervous, stay in service from this gangsta shit Cool time on the grind never mind the danger Gun slanger, gangbanger, Long Beach mangler Bringa of the noise like the Real McCoys Niggas talk shit, walk quick or feel the toys We in this business to win this whatever the cost Goldie Loc, Snoop, and Tray Deee you're never to cross Motherfuckers HOOK

I'm the type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye, eye I'm real as it comes if you don't know why I'm fly I seen you try to switch it up, but girl, you ain't that dope I'm the wonder woman, let me go get my rope I'm a supermodel and mommy, sí, mami Amnesty International, got Bangkok to montauk on lock Love my ass and my abs in the video for promiscuous My style is ri-dic-dic-diculous-ulous-ulous If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night We ain't here to hurt nobody (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) Wanna see you work your body (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) When Timbo' is in the party, everybody put up their hands I get a half a mill' for my beats, you get a couple gra-a-and Never gon' see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from California way down to Japan I'm a real producer, and you just a piano man Your songs don't top the charts, I heard them, I'm not a fan Niggas talkin' greasy, I'm the one that gave them their chance Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like I can If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night We ain't here to hurt nobody (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) Wanna see you work your body (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night We ain't here to hurt nobody (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) Wanna see you work your body (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) When Timbo' is in the party everybody put up their hands I get a half a mill' for my beats, you get a couple grand Never gon' see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from California way down to Japan I'm a real producer, and you just a piano man Your songs don't top the charts, I heard 'em, I'm not a fan Niggas talkin' greasy, I'm the one that gave them their chance Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like I can If you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice If you see us on the floor you'll be watching all night We ain't here to hurt nobody (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) Wanna see you work your body (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me) If you see us in the club we'll be acting real nice If you see us on the floor you'll be watching all night We ain't here to hurt nobody (So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)

(Al Geno on the track) Yeah, yeah, huh What the fuck they thought, nigga? (What the fuck they thought?) I just jumped up out the fuckin' vault, nigga (go), huh Niggas singin' like Diana Ross, nigga (su!) I don't wanna hear no sorry for my loss, nigga Fuck it, do some, I just put my roof on it (put that house on it) I don't give a fuck about no big homie (fuck 'em) No Huncho, no, fuck it, I'm back on it (chill out) Everybody know just how we act on it (go) What's up? (Huh), what's up? (Huh) What's up? (Huh), what's up? (Huh) What's up? (Huh) Ain't gon' run, I got that strap on me (grah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? (Yeah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? (Yeah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? (Yeah) What's up? (Yeah), what's up? Honey bun, can you do somethin' for me? (Do somethin') Can you go automatic just for me? (Frrt, frrt) Tommy gun, can you do somethin' for me? (Su!) Can you call Al Capone for me? (Brrt, brrt, yeah) I got a reason to slide, I got a reason to ride (say what?) I got a, I got a reason to slide, I got a reason to ride (uh, get out) How can I come outside, without no mask on? (How?) They wanna see my emotions, I ain't smilin' at all (fuck 'em) I bought a bulletproof Humvee, it could take down a wall (skrrt) Tactical mechanics end up paying off (brrt) They don't want me talkin' like this gangster, at all (uh, uh) They'd rather see me on TV playin' basketball (fuck that), huh Hell nah (hell nah), fuck all that (fuck it), huh I'm back, no more Hollywood, just bring me back (hi), huh I just got a hundred bricks like hack a shack (bando), huh 2014, Huncho is back Honeybun, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, frrt, huh (Honeybun, Al Capone), yeah Tommy gun, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (what?) Can you call Al Ca-? (Al Capone, brrt) Huh, huh, huh, Huncho